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Piccolo and Axle Grease
How the hell had he managed to exercise such restraint?
He knew how.
She was the first woman from whom he didn’t just want s*x. He wanted her heart, her soul, her laughter, her joy. She was his first, his only, unselfish love. She’d conjured up such protectiveness in him that it overcame his need to make love to her.
Shockingly, Iris had turned his very understanding of the world upside down.
He so relished the smell, the taste and the touch of her that the dense undergrowth and dangerous creatures that lurked there were of no consequence to him. His mission was just to get back to the camp without incident so as not jeopardize the chance of doing this again. And again.
And then he heard it.
A pitiful little whine.
He stopped. Listening.
Again. He was r
