Chapter 27

Paige

V arek undoes the ties on his leathers and pushes them down, his thick cock springing free.

My mouth waters as I enjoy his physique. Even after a grueling week down in the mines, he looks like a God—untamed, primal, and mine.

Varek grabs my thighs and spreads them wide as if staking his claim. His intense gaze holds mine and my cheeks burn red under the weight of his attention. My body trembles when the head of his cock presses against my slick entrance, teasing me with slow, deliberate strokes. He grinds lazily against me, his manhood sliding over my clit, stoking a fire that only he can ignite.

“Make love to me,” I beg, my voice a desperate whisper. The spot between my legs throbs with need, my womb aching for him to take me, fill me.

Varek leans in and crashes his lips against mine, devouring me as if he’s starved. I arch as he plunges his tongue past my lips and tastes me.

God. I love him.

I need him.

And I don’t know how I didn’t realize what I was missing before. My heart races as he reaches between us and lines himself up. With one powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside me.

I cry out in absolute ecstasy, but he swallows my voice. His cock spears me open in the delicious combination of pleasure and pain only Varek can pull off.

The heat between us is unbearable, his body screaming with the primal need to breed, to claim me in the most absolute way.

“You were made for me," he growls against my lips, his voice a rumble that reverberates through me. His hands tighten on my thighs, holding me open, vulnerable, and ready to receive him. "I’m going to breed you, fill you so full, there’ll be no doubt who you belong to."

His words send a thrill down my spine. My body responds to his every thrust, my hips arching to meet him, desperate to feel all of him inside me. My fingers dig into his broad, muscular shoulders as he moves with a slow, deliberate rhythm that has me keening in need.

He pulls back just enough to meet my gaze, his eyes burning with something primal, something that tells me he’s been dying for this just as much as I have.

“You’re mine,” he growls, his voice a low rumble that reverberates through my body.

I’m his. Utterly and completely.

His feral gaze meets mine, burning with the knowledge that we’re bound—by fate, by desire, and soon, by the life he’ll put inside me. He thrusts harder, deeper, as if already laying claim to the future we’ll create together.

"Take it," he growls, his hips snapping forward. "Take all of me, Mate. I’m going to breed you until you’re full with my seed."

His pace quickens, and I’m helpless against the wave of pleasure that crashes over me. My nails scrape down his back, my legs locking tight around his waist as he thrusts relentlessly, each movement driving me closer to that edge. My pussy clenches around him, desperate to keep him deep, to milk him for everything he has.

Suddenly, I’m no longer in control of my body. I arch into him, my muscles straining to get closer, to feel every inch of him inside me. My hands fly up to his shoulders as I hold on for dear life.

The heat coils tight inside me, unbearable, and I know it’s coming—the release that will leave me breathless, shattered, and claimed. His breath is hot against my neck as he kisses and bites his way down, the sharp sting of his teeth sending shivers across my skin.

"I can feel it," he grunts, his voice low and possessive. "You want my seed. You want to carry my children."

His fingers dig into my thighs, holding me wide open for him as he thrusts again, harder this time, deeper.

My head falls back against the furs, my lips parting on a breathless moan. His pace is unrelenting now, each movement dragging a new wave of heat and pleasure through me. I’m caught between wanting more and feeling like I’m already going to shatter.

“Varek,” I gasp, the sensation overwhelming, my hands scrambling to find purchase on his broad, muscular back. He responds with a deep, possessive groan, driving into me harder, each thrust making my body sing with pleasure.

The heat between us builds to an unbearable peak, and I can feel it—everything coiling tight, ready to snap. Varek’s breath is hot against my neck as he kisses and bites his way down, the sharp edge of his teeth sending shivers across my skin. He grips my hips, anchoring me to the furs as he moves faster, the slick sound of our bodies joining making my cheeks burn with desire.

“Your cunt feels so perfect,” he mutters, his voice strained with the effort of control. “I could stay inside you forever.”

My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer, my own need spiraling out of control. I can’t think, can’t speak. All I know is that I need more of him. “Don’t stop,” I whisper, my voice breaking, my legs wrapping tighter around his waist to pull him deeper.

I cry out his name, my vision blurring as my pussy pulses around him, desperate to keep him deep inside.

And then it hits—like a wave crashing over me, my body arching as the orgasm tears through me, hot and blinding.

“I’m swelling,” he grunts.

His body tenses, his muscles flexing beneath my hands, and with a final, deep thrust, he lets go. His bulb swells so thick that my vision goes blurry, locking us together as he claims me completely, leaving no doubt that I belong to him. My pussy pulsates around him, dragging him deeper inside. I feel him pulse inside me, his breath ragged against my ear as he groans my name, and the sound of it makes me fall all over again.

We stay like that for what feels like eternity, our bodies still joined, the air heavy with the scent of sex and the weight of what we’ve just shared. His hand rests protectively over my belly, a silent promise of the life we’ll create together.

“You’re mine, Mate,” he murmurs against my lips, the words a promise, a vow. “And nothing will tear apart our family.”

I smile, my fingers tracing the strong line of his jaw. “And you’re mine.”

There’s no more fear, no more uncertainty. Just us—wrapped in the furs, the world outside forgotten.