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Mated to the Warrior Beast

Chapter 111
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111 A Promise Honored*

~ TARKYN ~

Harth’s weight in his arms was a delicious gift.

Choosing the span of flat rock that was nearest the sleeping platform, he walked her to it, still kissing, holding her high and whispering how beautiful she was until they reached it.

Wary of hurting her on the hard surface, he flattened a hand to the rock just before he pressed her against it, giving her head a softer place to land. But her shoulders hit and she gave a little grunt. For a moment he worried he’d harmed her, but Harth came alive, writhing against him, her kiss frantic, desperate for him.

She devoured his mouth and her legs tightened around him, pulling him against her as she rolled her hips.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Tarkyn marveled at her-so open and willing, so eager, and for him. Only for him! But the thoughts were soon blown away when she opened her mouth on his throat and sucked.

Overwhelmed with desire, Tarkyn tried to warn her. “Hold onto me-” he croaked.

But she took his mouth, leading with the flat of her tongue, whimpering with need.

With a guttural moan, Tarkyn slid both hands to cup her, take her weight, and spread her. There was a unique and devastating moment of pleasure as he rubbed himself against her, finding her, positioning himself. Both of them tensed as the tiniest of movements sent waves of pleasure through flesh.

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“Harth... oh fuck.”

“Please, Tarkyn!” she gasped.

He found her then and with a guttural moan, he pulled her down onto him as he thrust, bracing her against the wall.

Harth’s mouth dropped open and she gave a breathless cry into the kiss, but Tarkyn didn’t stop, sliding his hands to her thighs, gripping her too hard, but he could barely control himself, holding her high enough to pull out almost all the way, then using the leverage of the wall to brace her against his thrust.

Harth’s head fell back in a silent moan. Her eyes were closed, but she clung to him, pulling him closer, always closer. She met him, thrust for thrust, pressing against the wall and clinging to his neck and shoulders as they rocked together again and again.

Tarkyn couldn’t close his eyes, he had to watch her. His breath shuddered with the mingled pleasure and awe as she became nothing but a conduit for desire. And the deeper they fell together, bodies entwined, souls alive, the more the bond hummed, jangling in his veins, drawing more and more.

Something passed between them. Something he couldn’t explain.

She’d put herself completely in his arms. There was nothing fighting him-nothing protecting herself. She was open to him body and soul. Tarkyn was humbled even as his body responded and he fought for control.

Then, as their skins prickled and bodies writhed, he worshiped her. Fingers in her hair, tongue on her skin, bodies joining again and again... The fizzing, sparkling joy in his blood sang-and called to her, and hers to him.

It was as if they shared one heart. He could feel her pleasure as well as his own, and they built on each other. He didn’t know what was happening, only that it was beautiful-she was beautiful-and he never wanted it to end.

But his body screamed and plunged deeper into the abyss.

The hard wall behind her and his body before her, she had nowhere to go, so every slide, every thrust between them only increased the bliss.

Harth didn’t even speak, she barely breathed, her breath coming in tiny pants. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, fisted in his hair.

Then she began to pulse around him and Tarkyn groaned.

“Tarkyn!”

“I’m here, beautiful. I have you.”

“Tarkyn! I-” she stiffened, her back arching, but he held her close as she came apart, calling for him breathlessly. He kept her there, curled between him and the wall, and he took her again, and again, giving her no break, wringing every ounce of pleasure available to her until her breath rushed out of her and cried out in joy, going liquid in his arms.

“Open your eyes, Harth!” he rasped.

Her eyes flew open and their gazes locked-and the final burst of pleasure shivered through him.

Neither of them spoke into the room, but their minds linked and he shoveled every ounce of wordless love and joy at her as his body shattered.

Her jaw still slack, she cupped his face as he fell apart, her face almost pained with the sheer joy of it all.

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He knew the feeling.

And as his body was washed in bliss, he showed her through the link just how beautiful she was to him. He roared her name and it echoed through the cave as he shuddered, gripping her so tightly, holding her in place with his weight, until they were finally both still, bodies trembling.

Tarkyn slumped, his forehead on her shoulder.

Both their chests heaved.

His entire body trembled until he wondered if his knees would give way. But as they gazed at each other and the impossible beauty of it all threatened to overwhelm him, he pulled her away from the wall, carrying her back to the sleeping platform.

“Hold onto me,” he rasped as he leaned forward, one arm at her back, and crawled up the bed, still holding her to him.

Then they lay together, stunned, and staring at each other. She kept combing her fingers through his hair and Tarkyn wondered if there had ever been a more perfect moment.

Something was building within him. It seemed impossible that they could be closer than that moment, and yet... he could feel it within him. Something more.

When they’d finally caught their breaths, he traced the hair back from the side of her face and behind her shoulder.

“Harth,” he said, his voice a bare husk. “There’s something I want to ask you.”

Her throat bobbed, but her smile climbed. “What is it?”

Tarkyn blew out a breath. How to explain? “I want to make you truly mine.”

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