Kai
She gasped, her hand trailing along my chest. I looked down to see the four claw marks of a bear, marked on me as though by ink. I pulled her to me, bruising her lips with my kiss. When I finally let her go, we were both gasping for air.
She traced my eyebrows with her fingertips, neither of us willing to break the connection, mouths sliding over shoulders and throats to soothe.
It was then I realised that Prince Atari was still sitting there. His loincloth was doing nothing to hide his erection.
“I… that was… I have never felt closer to the spirits,” he finally managed to splutter.
He bowed deeply. Still panting, I bowed my head back.
“It was an honour, Prince Atari.”
“Please. You must call me Atari. There is a hot bathing pool outside on the east side of this hut. I shal
