![]() ![]() ![]() He laughed in a distorted sort of way, then smoothed those heavy palms over my shoulders and back down my arms, and took my hands in his. “Once I have you nice and relaxed, I’m going to dry you off with the softest cloth, lay you upon our bed, and massage your entire body with that jasmine and orange oil you love so much.” I closed my eyes, leaning against one of his thickly muscled and furry thighs, just letting my husband tend to me. The scent of lavender and vanilla from the shampoo filled my nose, and I sighed happily. ![]() A moment later, I felt his big fingers in my hair, his claws so gentle as he lathered the shampoo in the strands and massaged my scalp. My body felt soft and pliant as I shifted forward. It shouldn’t have turned me on after what we’d just done, but I found that heat moving through me regardless. ![]() I spread my legs with his nonverbal grunt, and hissed when he cleaned the most sensitive, intimate part of me. He did this frequently, touching my stomach as if he couldn’t believe his baby grew inside of me, or leaning in and kissing the mound, even whispering in gruff words that I couldn’t make out. The Beast placed his palm on my rounded belly, gently rubbing my skin in slow circles. ![]()
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