Chapter 30

Conall was tearing at my clothes the moment we got back to the RV. He got both of us naked, then pulled me to his little nest.

"You're going to be gone for who knows how long," he started as he kissed my chest and made his way up to my ear. "I want you to fill me with your cum so you're still with me while you're away."

"You're gonna end things really quickly if you keep saying things like that," I groaned and twisted so that he was under me.

Conall smirked and palmed my already throbbing dick. I had to concentrate to not blow my load right then and there, but the fucker only smirked and said, "It's okay. We have all night. I'm curious to see what will do a better job at opening up my hole. Lube…or your cum?"

"Fuuuuck."

The curse was long and drawn out. I squeezed my eyes closed, hoping that if I didn't have the visual of the too-fucking-sexy Conall, then I could last a bit longer. It worked.

I heard the sound of a bottle cap and opened my eyes to see Conall lubing up his fingers. "What are you doing?" I asked as I snatched the bottle away.

"Getting ready," he said, blinking at me innocently, then added, "You're being too slow."

A deep rumble came from my chest as I pushed his legs up to his chest. Conall cried out in shock at the sudden movement, but I couldn't care about that right now. My face was already in his ass, tongue drilling into his hole and soaking in his sweet taste.

He thought I was taking too long? Then I'd give him fast. My spit helped my finger guide inside his ass alongside my tongue. I got him used to a digit, then added another.

It didn't take long for me to find his prostate and for him to start crying out in moans. "T-too fast."

I pulled myself up so that I was above him again. "Is it too fast or too slow? You're giving me mixed signals here, Conall," I said with a smirk.

The low noise he made was full of frustration as he pulled my head down to give me a bruising kiss. It was messy with tongues and teeth clashing, but it showed me just how much he wanted me.

I was still working him open and had just gotten four fingers in when he broke our kiss and demanded, "Enough with this, Tidun. I want you now."

"Anything for you," I said with a grin. I lubed up and lined myself against his hole. Our eyes connected, not leaving each other's as I slowly pressed past each ring of muscle. Conall's lips parted with a tiny gasp that had me stopping, but he held on close.

"Don't stop," he whispered.

I didn't stop until I was fully seated inside him, then paused to give him time to adjust. He was impatient, pushing against me and grinding his leaking cock against my stomach.

"Fuck," I gritted out as I thrust deeper inside him, closer, until we were one. Conall's moans echoed in my ear, loud and so fuckingsensual. He cried out my name, his other words turning into babbles as if the only sense he tuned into was me.

I was the same. Nothing else existed at this moment besides this man under me.

"Conall," I called out again. I loved saying his name. I loved everything about this man. I loved telling him that too. "I love you."

He broke out into a huge smile. It didn't matter if he was covered in sweat from our workout. It didn't matter if his soft hair was flung around messily against his face. He would always be fucking beautiful.

"I love you too, Tidun," he replied softly.

That was all it took to do me in. My head landed in that sweet spot in the nook of his neck. His honey scent overtook me as I emptied my balls inside of him.

Conall moaned his orgasm in my ear. Warm liquid splashed on our bellies. His hole contracted so deliciously that another round of cum spurted out of me. He felt so full inside that I was surprised his stomach hadn't bulged from all the sperm I'd released inside of him.

Once we'd come down from the high of our pleasure, Conall held me in an octopus hold with my body on top of him. My softened dick was still inside of him, plugging him up to keep my essence from spilling out.

"I'm definitely gonna be finding you everywhere for a while," he muttered as he looked at the trail of cum dripping onto his floor. It seemed I hadn't done as good a job of plugging him up as I'd thought.

"I guess that's mission accomplished, then?" I replied. We stared at each other for a minute, snorting in laughter.

Right here, right now, just holding him and enjoying all the little things together. It was perfection.

I might have to leave tomorrow, but I sure as hell was going to race back to this. Back to him.

Having to be away from Conall for an entire month was pure torture. The only silver lining was that video calling existed, and we'd made it a habit of staying on the line until either our phone batteries died or we woke up the next morning.

And while it sucked being away from him, we were both doing our best for our future.

Conall started streaming his art online shortly after I left for my trip. It was mostly his in-process works, but he also offered virtual one-on-one classes to teach people who wanted to get into charcoal art. He'd been ecstatic when he'd gotten his first student last week.

I was also able to complete what I'd set out to do. After traveling all over the world to the different whale shifter kingdoms, I'd used my charm, as Conall called it, and brought ten of the whale shifter leaders on board to my idea of forming an alliance. It wasn't all of them, but it was a start.

They were hesitant at first, as expected, but we managed to work out all the details one by one. The only big setback was deciding where we'd hold the meetings.

Everyone agreed that the meeting place had to be neutral grounds to avoid one species gaining an advantage over another.

Conall was actually the one who helped me on that front. He helped me get in contact with Seven, who'd agreed to let us use the circus grounds as our meeting place as long as everyone took a magical oath that prevented them from talking about the circus or doing any harm to it. The others felt it was fair, so we all took the oath, and that was how the Whale Gam was formed.

Our first meeting was next month, and I'd send them the traveling circus's location closer to the date. But all that meant was that my mission was complete.

And I was finally able to return home to Conall. I'd messaged Aisha asking for the circus's current location in order to surprise Conall. So here I was, outside his door, ready to see the person I'd been missing for an entire month.

Before I could knock, though, my phone dinged. Worried that it was an important message from someone within the Gam, I pulled out my phone. My finger must have slipped on the screen since my phone was already on and opened to Ether, where I saw a new post.

The artist I'd been following since joining Ether had an update and my heart did double time when I saw the sketch he uploaded. It was a picture of me. In whale form.

In the caption he'd written, ‘I miss my whale.'

Anyone could have drawn this, but it made so much sense that it was Conall. I didn't know how I didn't piece it together in the first place. No wonder his drawings looked so familiar the first time I saw them. It was because I had seen them before. I'd been following his work this entire time.

I chuckled, thanking the goddess and fates that they set Conall in my path. And I wasn't ever going to give him up.

Liking the picture, I commented, telling him to open his door. Anyone else reading the comment might think nothing of it, but as I'd expected, Conalls door popped open, and he appeared in front of me.

"You're WhaleofFortune!" was the first thing he said as he cannonballed himself into my arms. That was a thing with us, and I loved it.

I smiled and replied in the affirmative.

"You're my…number one fan!" Conall squeaked, causing me to laugh.

He was too fucking cute and sweet and all the good things in the world combined into one. All this time apart from him taught me that I hoped I never had to spend another day without him again.

"If I have it my way, I'll be your number one fan for the rest of our lives," I started. While still holding Conall, because I would never want to not hold him, I used my other hand to dig out the item I'd prepared. It'd taken the better part of the month to make, but it was finally done.

"You've already let me claim you in the whale way, so will you let me claim you in the human's as well? Marry me," I said, holding the ring out to him.

Conall's eyes got big and round, and I was afraid he might burst out in tears. The whole point of this was to make him happy, not to make him cry. Maybe it was all too sudden, and this was a mistake.

I was about to tell him to forget it when he kissed me hard. Our teeth clashed together, but he still didn't pull apart until we were breathless. I was surprised I hadnt tumbled backward and sent us both crashing to the floor from the force.

"Yes, hell yes. I want to be claimed as yours in every way possible," he exclaimed and held his left hand out to me. "Hurry, hurry!"

I laughed and did as he wanted. The ring slid on, fitting perfectly on his slim finger. Conall held out his hand in the light, a wide smile stretching his face as he looked at it.

"It's a storage ring too," I said. The reason the ring had taken so long to make was that it was a lot more complicated to make a magical item usable for humans, but they'd done it, somehow.

I taught Conall how to access the storage space and showed him the items I'd already placed inside. It was mostlysouvenirs from the places I'd visited as well as some local art supplies I'd thought he'd like to try.

"Fuck yes! Pretty and functional. You're the best fiancé ever," he said, plopping a loud kiss to my cheek. "This will make packing easier the next time you have to go on a business trip. Then I can come too."

"You'd really want to go with me? What about the circus?" I asked in shock. Conall loved the circus. It was a part of who he was, so to hear that he was willing to leave it for me was so fucking precious.

"I'll miss the circus, but I realized I'll miss you more. And we'll always come back," Conall replied, cocking his head like his words were a no-brainer. I laughed again, loving how easy Conall made everything. Or maybe it was just being with him was effortless because we made so much sense together.

"Then it's a good thing I don't plan on leaving again for a long time. There's just one thing though," I said, then paused with dramatic flair. He shifted in my arms, his arms slung around my neck as he came closer.

The smile that tickled his lips told me he saw right through my antics. "What?"

"Please tell me I can get us a bigger, magically spelled RV?" I said, half-begging, half-whining. His RV was nice and all, but I would love to be able to sleep in the same bed with him. And in an actual bed, not his nest.

"Deal," he said with a laugh, then sealed it with a kiss. "That was my plan too."

"See? We're in sync. We're perfect for each other."

"We really are," he replied.

He laughed again, so bright and beautiful, and dear goddess, I hoped to see his laughter many more times for the rest of our lives.