I run my hand up her spine and into her blonde hair, wrapping it around my fist, not yanking, just holding. She moans and pushes back against me as I tighten my grip and pick up the pace.
“You’re going to take everything I give you,” I growl.
“Yes,” she gasps into the sheets. “Yes, give it to me?—“
I lean over her, my chest on her back, lips at her ear. “I’m going to fill you up,” I growl. “Every night. Until you’re carrying my heir. Until this whole kingdom knows their Queen is bred by their Wolf King.”
She shivers and then pushes back harder.
“How does that sound?” I growl.
“Like fucking paradise,” she cries out. “Do it.Please.”
I straighten up and give her exactly what she’s begging for. Hard, deep, relentless thrusts, my hands on her hips pulling her back to meet every powerful drive of my cock. The fire roars. The headboard hammers. Her moans get louder and louder until she’s screaming loud enough for the whole kingdom to hear.
Another orgasm rips through her, shaking her to the core. She screams into the silk sheets as I fuck her through it, relentlessly driving my hips into her pulsating pussy. Her body shakes and her pussy grips my dick so hard my vision whites out at the edges. It’s enough to unravel me.
I squeeze her ass, bury my cock in her, and cumhard.
A savage roar rips out of me as I come apart completely, emptying hot cum into her in long shuddering waves.
Mine, my wolf howls in triumph as I fill her womb with my seed.
Ours, I correct.
Once I’m sure every last drop is inside her, I collapse onto the bed, pulling her trembling body against my chest. We’re both wrecked and breathing hard and excited to quickly recover so we can do that all over again.
I slide my hand onto her stomach and picture my heir in there, already sparking life.
Now that she’s bred, I can relax a little and just focus on the pleasure. My work is done. This is just for fun.
We have weeks locked in this room…
Which means a whole lot of fun and an endless amount of pleasure.
And it’s just getting started.
Epilogue
Calista
Ten Years Later…
“Axten, get down from there!” I shout as I look up at the crow’s nest. “Sorry, Isen!”
Isen’s wrinkly head pops out over the edge, somehow looking even wrinklier than the last time I saw him. “No harm done, Captain! Axten here is going to make a fine lookout one day!”
Axten pops his little head out and waves at me with the biggest, cutest smile on his face. He’s six years old and growing larger every day.
“A lookout?” Kieran grumbles as he watches his boy having the time of his life. “I was hoping he’d be a lord or a knight.”
“I just want him to be happy,” I say, smiling as I watch his head disappear. “Like us.”
I turn to my mate and slide into his embrace. He wraps his warm arms around me and I moan in happiness.
These are my favorite days. Once a year, my old crew picks us up and we sail away for a few days, just living on the water, fishing, telling stories, and occasionally, fighting Sea Wraiths. It’s always a blast.
Briallen took over the ship and it’s all the same crew—Edrik, Petr, Drakor, Isen, Valther, and Zephan.
