My cock throbs at the thought of taking her, but when I slide my cock through her wet folds, I hesitate.
Tansey’s hands lock onto my biceps and squeeze. “Has it been so long you’ve forgotten what to do?” she teases, making me want to swat her bottom. The idea makes my cock pulse harder, but I don’t enter her.
A small hand runs along one of my tusks as compassion and concern fill her eyes. “Are you okay?”
I’m on Kovos. With another female. Living a different life from the one on Orcos.
Tansey twirls her fingers in my hair, keeping her eyes on mine, as if she understands. I tilt my head, breaking the connection, but nuzzling my cheek against her hand as she lowers it.
Her hand moves over my shoulder to my neck. That feels so vekking good, and for the first time in years, I feel…complete again.
Forgive me, Haaka.
“It’s okay, Verig,” Tansey whispers. Her hand remains on me, holding me secure as if she knows breaking the connection will break me.
I lock my eyes on her as I ease into her. Her sheath grips me. She’s tight, as I expected of a human female, but she’s taking me. And that expression on her face, the way her mouth opens into a circle and her lids half-close…Such beauty there.
“You are mine, Tansey,” I say as I sink into her heat, enjoying every exquisite sensation as her walls mold to me. No doubt remains. This female was made for me in so many ways.
Perhaps the gods have forgiven me.
“Yours. For tonight,” she says.
“More than tonight,” I correct her, even though I wonder if she will consent to risha with me. Many females do not like the ritual. If we have a youngling first, there would be no need for risha. A youngling would bind us.
I withdraw slowly and thrust faster, harder, watching her throw her head back as she takes me.
“Hmm,” she releases a very feminine moan. “Maybe tomorrow night, too.”
I lift her legs up high to rest against my chest and allow me to drive deeper. Her moans spur me to move faster, harder. The need to conquer her, to make her mine, quickly takes over. I trap her legs with my arms as I thrust into her, pressing her into the furs.
“Scream for me, female. Let me hear you.”
“You…first.”
Obstinate female. She is a challenge. One I revel in. And I will make her scream.
I pull out, flip her over, and lift her hips, thrusting into her while pressing between her shoulders with one hand. The bed creaks, but I won’t relent, even if it breaks beneath us.
With my free hand, I roll a nipple between my fingers.
“Oh, god,” she screams. Her walls clamp down on me, setting me off. I shoot my seed inside her, marveling at the release.
I close my eyes, enjoying the euphoria. Slowly, her muscles relax, and I remain in her, waiting. My cock fails to knot inside her.
My eyes spring open at the naked female face down on my bed.
Without a knot, there can be no youngling.
No way of keeping her. Not without risha to bind us.
I guess the gods have not forgiven me after all.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
VERIG
Aheavy fist pounds on my door, waking me instantly. Tansey stirs slightly, but remains beneath my arm, under the furs.
