Page 56 of The Highseer's Mate

His lips pull into a soft smile, one that crinkles the edges of his gorgeous amber eyes. “I had to. It was the only way you would open yourself up to this.”

My lips tremble and he pulls me in for another passionate, searing kiss. The world seems to tilt as his warmth spreads through me, tickling down my spine. I grip his broad shoulders and anchor myself against the emotions rocking between us. What happens if the council decides to split us apart? If they send him away?

If they send me away?

I want to lose myself in this moment, soak him up, and cherish every part of him. His gentle touch. The way he grips me so possessively like he can’t bear for there to be any space between us. His mouth devours mine and before I know it, even my skimpy leather tunic feels too constricting.

Our lips part just enough for me to speak. “Undress me,” I whisper.

Varek pulls us apart, searching my eyes for something.

I lick my lips as my body burns up, an ache settling between my legs. It’s stupid, to want him so much at a time like this when I feel like I’m going to break down from all the uncertainty, but I can’t help myself. He’s the only thing that takes it all away.

His nostrils flare and his eyes roll back. He must scent my arousal.

“Troublemaker,” he grits.

“I need you,” I groan, rolling my hips forward onto his thickness. We’re separated by too many layers of clothes. “I need you.”

Varek doesn’t wait for me to ask him again. He undoes the ties of my leathers, tugging them down my waist and then lifting me to my feet to pull them off completely. They are gone in a matter of seconds and as I sink back down onto his lap, I’m fumbling with his leathers.

“Glows,” he grunts when I pull him free. His thick cock is burning against my palm, hard as a rock. When I give it a squeeze, the veins light up and glow just like his chest.

A current of heat courses through me and I’m soaking wet as I work him in my palm.

The ridges on the top of his cock pulsate as I run my thumb along each individual bump. His grip on my hips turns painful as he lifts me onto my knees. I take that as an order. He’s ready.

I line up his cock, a slick of his seed beginning to bead at the top. I slide it around his thick head and then line him up.

“Fuck,” I whine as I slide down onto him achingly slow. He’s too damn thick to go anyway but slow, splitting me in half with each delicious inch. My cunt takes him in, sliding down over every bump and ridge, sheathing the glowing veins of him as he holds steady.

His lidded eyes watch me, bouncing from my eyes to the place where our bodies meet.

Pleasure tickles and licks across my skin. He fills me just right, taking away the ache between my legs. My thighs shake as I slow and roll my hips, working him in as best as I can. This angle is…

His grip on me tightens and he spears into me the rest of the way, knocking the breath from my lungs.

“Mate,” he growls as his chest flares like a blinding light. He’s so damn deep. His cock pulsates powerfully through me, somehow settling even deeper and I can barely see straight.

I’m breathless. A bead of sweat trickles down my spine as my body stretches to accommodate him. Varek doesn’t move. Instead, he draws soft circles on my hips and kisses my neck, nipping and licking down to my collarbone until I’m whining for more.

The intensity of our bond is… almost too much.

I roll my hips and suck in a sharp breath. The decadent pressure of his cock inside me caresses in all the right places.

Our bodies move together, slowly at first. I cherish the way we fit together and as he pulls me close to his chest, he hits the perfect angle that stimulates my pulsating clit.

“Oh, God,” I groan. “That feels—”

“So good,” Varek finished the sentence. “Your cunt feels perfect.”

I let him direct my body, sliding me up and down on his thickness. My mind goes blank and all I can do is hold onto him, my nails digging into his skin as he fucks into me. I meet him every time, savoring the sensations rolling through me.

His eyes never leave mine, the glow of his chest pulsing in time with each roll of my hips. He’s watching every reaction, every gasp that leaves my lips, feeding off the way my body trembles against his.

We’re wrapped in the soft ball of light from his chest–the rest of the world dark around us. My heart swells as I ride him and let myself feel everything.

My thighs quiver with the effort, but I don’t stop. The stretch of him inside me is too intoxicating, the drag of his ridged cock along my inner walls sending bolts of heat to my core. The thick, slick connection between us is electric, and the coil of pleasure tightens deep in my belly.

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