CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Brokk
I thrust into the velvet heat of my mate, the base of my cock tingling with the need to knot her. The same ache she feels hollows my chest, the mating bond demanding we complete it.
Soon. Very soon.
But not before I show Lara how much she means to me.
“I love you.” I thrust into her, then repeat the motion. “I love you so much.”
She moans, her little heels digging into the backs of my thighs as her body strains upward toward mine.
My stud, already split into tentacles, strokes over her, filling her ass and teasing her sensitive nub.
Her whimpers of need drive me wild, her hands clutching at my shoulders as if I’m the only stable thing in the world. I love it. I love it when she turns off that busy brain and loses herself completely in pleasure.
By the goddess, I wish I had ten mouths so I could kiss my sweet mate everywhere at once, her pussy, her clit, each of her pretty nipples, her neck, her mouth, and a million other places. I can’t get enough of her.
I’ll never get enough.
I plunge forward again, her inner muscles gripping me with the most delightful feeling of pressure. “I love you, Lara.”
This woman I never expected to find, this mate who’s my perfect companion in every way. I’d cross a million realms to have one second of this bliss.
“You’re such a good girl, taking my cock so well, letting me fill you so full.”
Lara whimpers, her breaths coming faster. She’s close again, so deliciously responsive to me that it’s utterly bewitching.
I thrust again and again, hitting deeply each time, loving the way she opens for me, loving the flutter of her eyelashes as she fights to hold my gaze with her beautiful brown eyes.
“I love you, Brokk.”
It’s my turn to groan. Were there ever more beautiful words spoken in all the history of the realms? No. There could not be. Her words are perfect. She is perfect.
She is mine .
The base of my cock tingles furiously. I will not be able to hold off the knot much longer.
I plunge forward, the need to bury myself inside Lara overwhelming.
I don’t even know exactly where we are, but that doesn’t matter. She called this our home, and so it will be, because she’s here.
There was no doubt in my mind where the Door of Dreams would take me. As much as I miss my home in Faerie, Lara holds all of my heart. I can be nowhere but here, with her, forever and always.
“I love you, my mate, my good girl.”
“Brokk!” she gasps, her hands stroking over my shoulders. “Oh, god!”
“Come for me, my sweet Lara.” Electricity zips down my spine. I grunt and thrust. “Come all around my knot like a good girl.”
She shatters on my cock, her muscles milking me in a flash of ecstasy.
My hips snap forward, and I roar out my orgasm, the pleasure going on and on as my knot swells, gripped tight in the intoxicating heat of her pussy.
“Oh!” Her eyes widen as she clenches around me and moans. “Oh, god, that feels so good.”
“It’s not too much?” Aftershocks of pleasure course through me.
“It’s wonderful.” She squeezes again and sucks in a sharp inhale. Then her eyes fall to my chest. “You’re hurt! I thought you said it was just your arm!”
I rub my fingers over the darkened skin, feeling no injury, wonder filling me with awe. “It’s not a wound—it’s a mate mark!” I push her ponytail away from where it’s wrapped around her chest. “You have one, too.”
Two pointed marks, about two inches from each other.
“What are they?”
“They’re orc tusks. They’re the ancient mate marks of my people.”
“What do they mean?”
“We were truly fated.” My fingers kiss the skin of her mark. “Ours is a special mating.”
She smiles up at me. “I could have told you that.”
I grin back, slide a hand under her ass, and roll us until I’m on my back with her lying on top of me.
Her inner muscles clench as she wiggles on my knot with a little moan. “Is it going to continue to feel good?”
“Yes.” I smirk, bucking my hips so that my knot moves inside her, tugging at her entrance. “For hours and hours.”
At her delighted expression, I laugh and arch my back to take her mouth with mine.
She strains into the kiss hungrily, her fingers tangling in my hair as she clings to me. Goddess, I’ll never get enough of this woman!
I wake her the next morning, licking between her thighs until she comes all over my face with a delighted little scream.
Then I carry her into the shower, where she drops to her knees and sucks my cock like a good girl until I come all over her face as well.
Afterward, she pulls on a huge pink T-shirt that hangs to mid thigh. It slips off one of her shoulders in the most alluring way that makes me want to mark her smooth skin with my tusks.
It would look much like the mate marks that already cover her heart and mine. The mate bond sings between us, tethering our hearts. I’ve never felt so complete. I am made whole by her and her love.
She finds me a pair of large, stretchy gym shorts to wear while she throws my pants in the wash.
Then we scour the kitchen for breakfast. Original wooden cabinets fill it, stained a warm honey brown that’s reminiscent of the heart tree cottages of home.
“I’m famished,” I say. The refrigerator is empty of anything perishable, but I find bacon in the freezer. While it thaws in the microwave, I turn on the broiler and ready a pan.
“I feel like I should be helping.” Lara flutters around me.
I smirk at her. “I think we’ve already established who should do the cooking in this relationship.”
She laughs and makes hot tea when I admit I prefer it over coffee.
While the bacon broils, I prepare oatmeal, adding frozen blueberries to it.
We eat at the small kitchen table, the old wood of it lovingly refinished, and talk about our future.
“Everything Steve’s been doing for me must be something you can do,” I say. “I can keep modeling to bring in money. I’ll also cook and do things around here, and whenever you go to conventions, I’ll be your bodyguard.”
She smiles at me. Then her expression falls as she draws complex shapes in the top of her hot cereal with her spoon.
I reach over and cover her hand with mine. “What is it? What’s bothering you?”
“I really can’t hide anything I’m thinking, can I?”
“Nope,” I say.
She gives a soft laugh, then shakes her head. “I’m just worried this isn’t going to be enough for you. What about your home in Faerie?”
“Ever since I joined the king’s guard, my parents got used to not seeing me more than a few times a year.” I shrug. “Now that the doors of Faerie are open again, I’m sure we can find one that will allow me to visit.”
She leans forward, her face glowing with excitement. “And take me!”
“Of course.”
Lara throws her arms around my neck and kisses me.
I pull her onto my lap, slipping that T-shirt farther off her shoulder to nip at her skin until she squirms, the scent of her arousal perfuming the air.
The stretchy shorts are easily pushed out of the way, and I lower her onto my cock. Staring deep into her beautiful brown eyes, I rock up into her.
“There’s nowhere in all the realms I’d rather be than here, loving you, my sweet mate. You are my heart, my home.”