Jin Bosun enjoys her life on the Raven's Rest station above Jotunheim. Her Terran mother, Myka, encouraged her to go out and meet new people. She has the perfect partners, Terran descended elementals like herself, so they opened a bar together. Elymyntyl. When the lord of Jotunheim puts a price on their bodies and their bar, Jin is worried. When folks start arriving to claim that price, she is caught off guard. Rescued by Ragnar, a fire giant from the planet below, Jin finds herself in protective custody and things are getting hot.
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Her mouth was dry, her skin sore and her soul called out for water. Jin struggled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. The large tub was a surprise, but she opted for the shower out of desperate need for water.
She shed her clothes out of convention and stepped under the water. Jin could almost hear her skin sigh happily as the water sluiced over her and was absorbed.
The down side to being an elemental was that she could not only manipulate the element, but she was dependent on it. Without water, she would die in very short order.
The burns on her bluish skin were healing as the water coursed over it and she groaned and stretched her sore limbs while basking in the fluid that kept her whole.
She kept herself under the water until she reached her saturation point. With a reluctant sigh, she turned it off and exited the shower.
Slow applause turned her skin a hot pinkish purple. Ragnar was in the open doorway. “You are truly stunning.”
“Why are you watching?”
“You seemed disoriented, so I came to see if you were all right. If we weren’t above a hot spring, you would have just used water for a month in these lands.”
She pulled her hair forward to cover her breasts and turned so that he was getting a side view only. Jin winced at the tangles in her hair, but she couldn’t do anything about it until he left.
He disappeared for a moment and she started breathing again. Her damp skin was drying rapidly in the heat of the fire-giant realm, but there was enough moisture in it that she was not uncomfortable. Her senses told her that there was indeed a spring nearby.
Ragnar reappeared and she yelped. “Quiet, Jin. You packed it, so you obviously need it. My people simply heat off the water.” He wrapped her towel around her and she blushed furiously.
Her hands were now pinned to her sides by the fabric, so he took advantage of her confinement to press his lips to hers in a kiss that set her blood on fire. She didn’t need to look down to know that her own body was now heating off the surface moisture. She could see the steam rising.
He nibbled at her lower lip, laving it with his tongue before using her gasp to gain entrance to her mouth. He groaned when he tasted her and she shook in his arms as he held her tightly against him.
Ragnar slid his thigh between hers and pulled her forward until she straddled it. With his mouth pillaging hers, he worked her against his thigh until a spiralling heat emanated from deep in her belly. Her cry was swallowed by his lips and she shook at the steam coming off her flesh.
It went on and on as he rocked her against him, until she whimpered and slumped in his arms. “What was that?” Her voice was husky and weak even to her.
“Have you never had a climax before?”
She blushed, “Um. No. Dremarai aren’t really into that kind of thing. My mom tried to explain it once, but my dad chased her out of the room and told me that I would figure it out when it was time.”
