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It struck me hard, at the same moment her body rose above mine and every cell of me wanted to protest. Fuck. Sunny was mine.
The ache in my chest was not a foul mood but the mating bond, weaving tighter, tying me to the woman now riding my cock like her next breath depended on the act.
My mate.
The purr rose up in my chest, as loud as a roar, even as my head spun in alarm.
"Sunny, I—"
"Fuck, Khell, I love this," she gasped, mouth open on a long moan.
I'd found my mate, her lush body soaking my cock, her hands digging into the muscles of my chest. I'd mated a client, broken the contract that protected the professional boundary meant to exist, and destroyed my career with MSA.
I'd met the woman meant to warm my bed, to give meaning to waking in the morning, to build my life with. I sat up, reaching for Sunny, and her arms circled my shoulders, equally eager to twine together, sinking down to the hilt of my cock and rocking there, already starting to flutter around me as my stav pumped to the beat of my drumming heart.
I clasped the back of Sunny's neck to draw her mouth to mine, to kiss her breathless and lay my claim first with words and then with the fucking she deserved.
"I can't believe I nearly went my whole life without this," Sunny murmured before diving forward, tongue meeting mine eagerly.
I groaned against her, my arms gripping her tighter at the same time that my heart seemed to crack in its cage.
Sunny had come to me, not for an emotional connection, not for the binding relationship of a mate, but to discover a part of herself—a part she'd trapped in a relationship she'd only barely ended. She was my client. She was young. She'd come to be set free, not bound. Well, not like this.
The words were on my tongue. Could she taste them?
"Sunny," I growled, but my throat seized and choked what wanted to follow.
"Khell," she gasped out, arching, starting to flutter along my length as she bounced. "Thank you, thank you for this."
For this.
For this week. For this experience. For being paid to be with her.
Sunny was lost in the throes of her rising orgasm and my body was tight, muscles coiling, trapped in the moment, the contract. I snarled as Sunny cried out and gave into the beast inside of me, rising up on my knees and then falling forward, my claws digging into Sunny's ass as I lowered her to the ground beneath me, onto the cloak she'd dropped earlier.
The moonlight was dressing her in pools of silver now, bared to my gaze, her expression torn with pleasure as she clamped down on my cock. My mate. My Sunny. She would always be mine now. I was permanently entwined with her. Would she feel it as orcs did? If she did, the bond would call her back to me, but if she didn't…
I threw my head back and roared with frustration, my hips slapping against her wet sex, refusing the siren call of her orgasm, demanding that she return to that precipice and fall again for me.
Sunny howled, gasped, her eyes growing wide and searching mine. Was I being too rough? No, my little mate could take me—she'd proven as much.
"Oh fuck, Khell, don't stop!"
I bared my teeth in a snarl of a grin, lifting her hips from the ground, driving deeper, harder, watching Sunny's breasts bounce with my force. She was mine, and I couldn't claim her. Not with words. But tonight, like this? I would mate her as an orc ought to claim what was theirs. My claws scratched the globes of her ass, my thumbs digging into the muscle of her inner thighs to spread her wider, to fit myself closer.
Sunny came again with a scream, her own hands flying into the grass and dirt and crunching leaves, back lifting off the cloak, throat flexing and swallowing hard. And still I thrusted and bucked, gritting my teeth against the rising heat in my spine, the swollen throb of my stav begging to release seed into my mate. Not yet. I wouldn't let this end yet.
And as if we were of one mind, Sunny's sweet and tender and exhausted body began to squirm in my hands, forcing herself against me in that same brutal beat I'd chosen, fucking herself, her brow furrowed with focus.
My mate. And yet not mine.
Say it, my thoughts snarled. She will choose you, another voice soothed. When she's ready, came a warning whisper.
"Khell!" Sunny gasped, her eyes wide, almost frightened, legs shaking and trembling.
She lifted a hand from the earth, reached for me, and I fell upon her. I took her lips without consideration for my tusks on her fragile skin. My arms wrapped around her back, crushing her to my chest and knowing she could bear my strength. I buried my hips as close to hers as she could take, stretching her to her limits as my stav expanded painfully in my cock, and then my orgasm exploded into her.
It was obscene, filthy. Sunny was crying out, her voice swallowed by my mouth, shaking in my arms as I filled her with burst after burst of seed until it was splashing against us both, spilling out between us onto the cloak. A mating's worth of cum, painting Sunny in my scent to warn others away, to mark her as mine.
