I tucked my forearm against my side, like I was covering the wound. “Nah, I told you, I’m fine.” I inched closer. “I’ll let you in on a little secret.” I was using my best bedroom voice. “I’m not the kinda guy who submits for examinations. In fact—” I let my hands settle lightly on her waist. “I prefer to be the one in charge.” I dropped my head, bringing our foreheads close. “Doing the examining, I mean.”

Her mouth fell open. She quickly shut it, licked her lips. The way her little pink tongue flicked out… fuck. This was supposed to get her distracted, not make my balls tighten and turn blue. She lifted her hand as if to touch the spot where the horn had pierced but stopped just in time. I took hold of her fingers, pulled them to my chest. She gasped.

I growled, and she whipped her head up to mine at the sound.
“I… um.” She tried to tug her hand free, but I wasn’t letting go.

She was watching her fingers, and I couldn’t miss, even in the dim light since
I had excellent vision, that her pupils were dilated. That thrum at her neck…
it had picked up. I inhaled deeply, breathing in that peach scent. And more. “You’re sweet everywhere, aren’t you, darlin’?”

Yeah, her pussy was going to be so fucking sweet. Sticky sweet because she was
wet. I didn’t have to slip my hand into her panties to know for sure. This close,
with only the earthy scents of the barn as a distraction, I couldn’t miss her arousal.

“I… I came to—”

“You haven’t come yet, Audrey.”