ARMOR [New World Book 2] by C.L. Scholey

Dasks smiled. There was nothing to
cover; he knew her sex was up inside waiting for him. She’s so thin. He
would need to make certain she was never hungry again. The feeling of great
protectiveness flowed yet again.
    With trepidation she came
forward, her arms across her luscious rounded bumps Dasks had learned were
breasts. They bounced a bit as she moved forward and looked large for her
slight frame. They were as white as the pictures of the snow Dasks had seen and
would shame an Effie flower by far in comparison. He had seen her dusty rose-colored
nipples and his mouth felt a sudden yearning to suckle one and tongue the bud.
    Amy lowered herself into the
steamy water. She groaned and Dasks knew it was a delighted sound. Lower she
sank until she was covered to her neck. The water began to fizzle around her
and swirled while it cleansed her. Round and round it swept over her body
making her giggle then gasp. She looked surprised and swatted at the bubbles as
they circled her creamy thighs.
    “Hey. What’s happening?” she
cried out as the intensity of the swirling motion increased dramatically and swirled
higher under her chin.
    Dasks pulled her against him
immediately sensing her concern. For some reason the water was frightening her.
“It’s all right. You’re being washed.” She felt so frail in his arms.
    “The water washes me on its
own?”
    She was incredulous and Dasks
felt her rise to her tiptoes trying to escape the intrusion.
    “Of course. What else would
you use?”
    Amy gasped suddenly, a small
“eep” escaped her lips and she held very still, her eyes widened. “I’ve been
violated by water; it went in my…it went up my ¼ Oh my
God!”
    Dasks chuckled when her legs
clamped together. “Lucky water. Now under you go so the water can finish and
you can eat. Take a breath.”
    Amy took a shallow breath and
Dasks thrust her under. Amy flailed about but Dasks kept her still as the water
attacked her matted hair. The strands came to life as they whizzed around her
head. He could feel her annoyance with him, but it wasn’t overwhelming and he
wasn’t concerned. This was in her best interest after all. Right before she
needed to breathe he released her.
    She came up and gasped in a
huge gulp of air. Her hands pawed at her nose and she sneezed a few times. She
then tugged at her ears.
    Perhaps he should have warned
her that the water would clean everywhere. Dasks pushed her down again. She
stopped struggling and soon enough the water calmed and swirled no more. Dasks
released her. When she came up, her eyes were open and she had the oddest
expression on her face.
    “Dasks?”
    “Yes.”
    “The water, um, shaved me.
Um, all over.”
    “I’m afraid Castian males
have no hair except on their heads. It would tug or get caught on the armor.
The water must have seen it as dirt.”
    Quickly Amy reached up to
feel her head. Her hair was longer when not matted and much darker. She
breathed a sigh of relief. “Why do you have hair on your head, but not on your
body?”
    “Something from before olden
days,” he said, shrugging. “I believe it’s the equivalent of humans having
wisdom teeth. At one time they were necessary, but nature just can’t give up
its hold on them. I hope you weren’t too attached to having hair in those
places. It won’t grow back.”
    “Ever?”
    “No.”
    “How do you know?”
    “There are a few human
females on Dargon. Cobra’s son, Rask, mated with one and he explained a few
things to other warriors before we left. Once our healing waters cure you, you
will never have the same ailment again.”
    “You mean Lisa will never
have a cold again? Like a vaccine?”
    Dasks knew the word and
nodded. “Yes, nor will Leah ever suffer from the same sickness. Although,
healed bones can be broken but are fixed easily enough by a mate or grown
warrior aiding a child. You will never grow hair on places human females might
normally again.”
    Thankfully she didn’t