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By the time I’m crying out and wriggling underneath him, I’m a rigid coil of desire ready to burst open, and I want nothing more than to feel him unleash everything. Lo’zar leans down so his lips are on my earlobe, and breathes against me. “Rimi,” he says, rolling my name over his tongue.I’m going to give you all of it.
I nod, and say his name back to him out loud, over and over. He gasps and sinks deep inside me, and then the dam breaks. I cry out, gripping him as tight as I can as he releases it all inside me, thrusting once more for good measure. When he’s finished, Lo’zar wraps my legs tight around his waist and leans over me on his elbows.
There, he says with satisfaction.I can’t wait to see how big your tits get.
Lo’zar!I bop him on the head.You’re not trying to get me pregnant just so my boobs are bigger, are you?
No. Notjustbecause of that.His smirk is so self-satisfied.I also want to see you big and round with my whelps. I want to raise many smart, sweet ones. Just like you.
I bury my face in his neck, trying to stifle the bright heat in my cheeks. I want that, too, whatever kind of life we end up with. I want to have children I can love, who would feel loved.
All right, big guy, I tell him. I can already feel his insatiable cock rousing itself again.You’d better get to work.
My charming troll grins down at me, mouth cocked to one side.With pleasure.
Chapter25
Lo’zar
When we make landfall in Eyra Cove, I set out to learn who’s in charge and where to find them. It’s not hard to pick up a little thief sneaking around behind the shops. When I follow him into a dark alley and stop him, he’s convinced I’m going to turn him in to the guards.
“Take me to your boss,” I growl. “I want to speak to them.”
I’m surprised to find not only is there an underbelly in Eyra Cove, but it’s a mix of human and trollkin, too. I run a few small errands for the orcess who rules over the clan to prove I can be trusted. My sweet human mate is the perfect partner, standing prettily and making smalltalk with a merchant while I take what I need behind his back.
We never know where Gusak’s eyes might be, so we stay hidden, too. It’s good practice for Rimi, who has never learned to move quietly, without being seen. But she is light on her feet and her mind is always a step ahead of me, and it isn’t long before we secure the big boss’s interest. We have a talent, to walk the lines between human and trollkin, and that is invaluable to her.
Soon, I’m made aware of a shipment that needs to reach the human lands untaxed. After we talk it over, Rimi agrees that we should do it. I can wear the amulet, and she’ll handle the communication. It’s a good first test to see how she takes to it—a lifestyle of always moving, running missions that can sometimes be dangerous, and talking her way out of a pinch.
If I have to go be a farmer and wear this damn amulet every day, I’d do that for her. But I’d rather not.
We take a skiff, using my last necklace to barter, and head off into the channel. It’s a difficult trip but we get to the other end, our cargo disguised with boxes of dry goods. Rimi talks to the guards at the docks in the human city, and even displays some of the fake cargo to convince them we’re doing nothing untoward. We pass through without fuss, and take the river to the drop-off location.
The humans don’t seem to mind that I’m mute, because Rimi is charming and beautiful and clearly quite good in her own language at saying what needs to be said. It helps immensely that we can communicate with one another in perfect silence, without anyone hearing us. We’re paid well, and before we can decide where to go next, our contact asks if we can do some more work for them hauling rare artifacts. Rimi arches an eyebrow at me.
What do you think?she asks.
I think we should do it.
* * *
While we’re out on the ocean, sitting side-by-side under a clear blue sky, Rimi picks through the crates of gems and sculptures and trinkets while I fall asleep to the sound of the lapping waves.
A short time later, though, Rimi taps me on the hand.
“Look.” She’s learned a little Trollkin, and I’ve picked up some Freysian as we work, which comes in handy. There’s a broken rock in her arms that looks like it was cracked off of a much bigger one.Recognize this?
She turns it so I can see the symbols carved into it: one half of a human’s face and one half of a trollkin’s, so close together their noses are almost touching. There doesn’t appear to be any magic in it, but when she gives it to me to hold, the purple mist inside the amulet starts to glow.
Did we do what we were supposed to do?she asks me.Whatever that pyramid was trying to tell us?
I glance around at the open ocean, and listen to the peaceful squawk of distant seagulls.
I think so,I say.But does it matter? I get to live my life with you. I don’t care what some old rocks wanted.
Rimi just laughs and shakes her head at me.You wouldn’t, would you?She sits down beside me, taking my big, four-fingered hand in hers. We tap our fingers on the side of the boat, making a delightful little melody.
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