Chapter 29

Larkin

Iwas gasping for air as my orgasm peaked for long seconds before finally tapering down. With one more slow drag of his tongue through my sensitive pussy, Odhran gave my clit a kiss, growling, abasing it so the vibrations had me gasping, and then he moved up my body to lie behind me.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back so I was snuggled against his chest. A sigh of pleasure spilled out of me at the contact.

"What about you?" I murmured sleepily, sexually sated and content in the protective arms of my mate.

He kissed the side of my throat, right where his mark was, and I shivered in response.

"What about me?" His voice was muffled against my skin, deep and rough and filled with all the pleasure and love he had for me.

I could feel his massive erection digging into my bottom and squirmed, grinding myself against him until he growled and gently bit my earlobe.

"What about that?" I popped my ass out and felt his cock slip between the crease of my bottom.

"Mmm, this was about ye. I wanted tae get ye off. Ye know how good it makes me feel when I taste my female's orgasm."

I closed my eyes and made an embarrassing noise of pleasure, one that had a very satisfied male chuckle leaving him.

We sat there in silence for a little bit, with Odhran running the pads of his fingers up and down my arm. Goose bumps formed along my flesh and I snuggled in closer to him, loving that his big, warm body was like my own personal heated blanket.

He had one of his thighs thrown over both of mine, his bicep hanging over my chest. He was big and warm, a solid wall of hard flesh. And he was mine.

I still had nightmares, ones that occasionally tore me open and had me gasping for breath as I woke with a start.

But I was learning to work through them on my own. I was learning to deal with them and center myself to bring reality back and push out the fear.

And only when I gathered myself did Odhran hold me. I knew he needed it as much as I did.

"Do you ever think about your family?" My words were low and it took him a second to answer, but when he did, his voice was soft.

"I haven't for a verra long time." He was silent before he continued. "But when they first passed… Yes. I thought about them a lot. I missed them a lot."

I ran my hand over his hand that was splayed across my belly.

"But then time moved on, life kept moving forward, and I accepted that this was the way of things. I grew, became stronger, fought for the king and protected my kind… then felt that bone-deep loneliness consumed me of no' having my mate."

My breath caught at the emotion in his voice.

"And then I found ye, sweetheart." He kissed the crown of my head. "I found ye and I lost the only thing that meant more tae me than the waking sun."

"Odhran—"

"I love ye," he whispered. "I love ye so much that I'll never let ye go, never stop making sure ye know how much ye mean tae me."

"I know. Gods, I know and I love you so much for it. You've been there so I could heal, have helped me go in the right direction to get better. You've taken care of me, never rushed or pressured me."

I saw this look of pure wonder on his face.

"You've helped me realize I'm stronger than I've ever given myself credit for." I was silent for a moment just to catch my bearings, catch my breath. "You never made me feel like I was a burden, like my trauma held us back. And I know it's not just because we're mates and you're bound to me by fate."

I felt his heart beating steadily behind me, pounding against his ribs, loud and hard and spearing right into me.

"It's because you're a good male. And fate chose perfectly for me." I looked over my shoulder and our gazes locked.

His erection, which had gone down once we started talking, was hardening against my ass once more the longer we stared at each other.

His gaze dipped to my mouth, and I slowly dragged my tongue over my bottom lip. Emotions were running high again, the room filled with the scent of our combined desire, and the gruff sound he made right before his eyes flashed blue had my own carnal need rising up almost violently.

"Odhran—"

"I know what my girl needs." He ground his now rock-hard erection against my bottom and I moaned. "My female needs me tae make love tae her, doesn't she." It wasn't a question.

I made a desperate sound of my approval and felt him slide his hand down my outer thigh, his fingers curling under my knee.

He lifted my leg and placed it over his hip, his mouth licking and sucking at the side of my throat as I felt his hand go between our bodies, then felt the tip of his erection notched at my entrance.

I was so wet I couldn't stop moving, trying to impale myself on him. He groaned and gently bit my shoulder as he pulled back, gripping my waist to pop my ass out more, and then thrust inside of me in one fluid push.

My back arched, my nipples beaded, and I closed my eyes as pleasure rained down on me.

His groan mixed with mine.

"Tell me what I want tae hear." His voice was distorted, vibrating against my skin as his thrusting was intense, never-ending. His fingers sank into my hip as he pulled me back at the same time he thrust upward, burying all those thick, hard inches into me.

Even after all this time, my body was still so unused to his penetration, at the feeling of stretching, of that incredible sensation of burning alive, of being filled. It was ever-present.

I bit my lip hard enough I tasted blood, a tangy flavor across my tongue. His other hand was suddenly gripping my chin and turning my head so he could kiss me. He plunged his tongue into my mouth, then sucked mine into his.

We both panted and groaned, his hips pistoning back and forth, the wet sounds of my body welcoming him… sucking at his cock loud in the room.

And then I came so suddenly, I saw stars and cried out against his mouth.

"That's it," he groaned, his lips still pressed to mine. "That's my sweet girl. Ye make me feel so fooking good." He groaned, grunted, and snarled as he pushed forward. "Do ye like when he's here?" Another hard thrust upward.

I made a strangled noise of pleasure.

"Do ye like that I share ye with my feral beast?"

I couldn't answer, couldn't find my voice. I curled my hand around his thickly corded wrist, which rested on my waist, holding me still as he claimed me.

"That's it. Show me again how much ye like it." I gave him the sound he wanted. "Thatta girl."

And then I was climaxing once more. He bit the side of my neck and buried himself fully in me as he went over the edge, coming long and hard and filling me up. I felt his seed, hot and thick, setting off another orgasm within me.

When we were both sated and panting, he stayed buried inside me and brushed the hair off my sweaty forehead.

"Mine," his wolf growled.

I smiled and closed my eyes. "Yes. I sure am."