Page 11 of Tara's Warriors

A chime came from the door, and Karwin sent a mental command to allow Phin access to all the security systems in his quarters.

The doors slid apart, revealing his blood brother, and Karwin’s heart gave a hard lurch while his cock began to fill.

Wearing a brown sleeveless shirt embroidered with green around the edges, Phin was everything he’d ever wanted in a mate. Tall, well built, with a broad chest and powerful arms, Phin exuded vitality and a quiet power. The bond between them pulsed with mutual attraction and Karwin allowed his gaze to slide down to the brown pants doing a poor job of disguising Phin’s erection.

“Please,” he said in a voice rough with lust, “be welcome into my home, mate.”

Phin smiled, his teeth white against the darkness of his well-trimmed beard. “Thank you.”

The doors closed behind Phin as they stood awkwardly before each other. Usually blood brothers knew each other well before they took the pledge before the Lord of Light that bound their souls together. It wasn’t unheard of for two Warriors to recognize each other as blood brothers on first sight, but it wasn’t common. When Karwin had imagined what it would be like to meet his mate, he’d always envisioned falling slowly in love with the other man.

But with Phin it had been an instant connection between their souls. Karwin had recognized him from his true dream, and the sight of Phin had sent elation through him. Proof that not only was his dream real, but that they had a Matriarch out there—somewhere—waiting for them. A beautiful, fierce woman who tasted of the sweetest wine mixed with succulent fruit. The perfect combination to tease and satisfy his senses.

Phin’s curious gaze went to the altar, and Karwin mentally kicked himself for acting like an awkward fool.

Holding out his arm, he said, “It is my honor to share my life with you, my mate. Please, take what you wish. Everything I have is yours so that together we may provide for ouralyah.”

Phin wandered over to the alter, his bond closed between them. Slowly, he examined the different treasures displayed before him, pausing to pick up a jewel and admire it in the light. This close, Karwin could smell his mate’s clean, herbal and musk scent, and it drove him crazy. His cock throbbed with the beat of his heart as he remembered the kiss they’d shared.

Turning slowly to face him, Phin gave him a rather wicked smile. “The thing I want the most isn’t on that alter.”

Blinking, Karwin swallowed hard as a sense of failure crashed over him. “Forgive me, my brother. I—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Phin stood before him, the smile gone from his face. “What I want is you.”

Karwin blinked again then released a relieved breath as Phin opened the bond between them. Though not as strong as his connection would be with their Matriarch, he could still feel his mates’ happiness, and it warmed him from the inside out. His unease disappeared, and he had to resist the urge to shred the clothes off Phin, to take hard and rough, to force the bearded man to climax as he rode Karwin’s cock.

Phin let out a soft, challenging growl. “What are you thinking, my brother? What has the lust roaring through your veins?”

Karwin thrilled as the fight for domination began between them. It was in the very root of their nature to brawl for control, to be the sexual dominant in the bedroom. That dominance was fluid—sometimes Karwin would hold the power, sometimes Phin—but it would always be arousing. Already his cock vibrated slightly, just the idea of fighting Phin for control making his seed gather.

“I am thinking about what it’s going to be like to hold you down and fuck you.”

Snarling, Phin showed a hint of fang. “Don’t think that, just because I’m a Healer, I’ll easily submit.”

Closing the distance between them, Karwin nipped at Phin’s lower lip before he said, “I hope that is true.”

They crashed into each other, their kiss a battle of lips and tongue that sent lust surging through Karwin. In a matter of moments, they’d shredded each other’s clothes from their bodies, muscles flexing and bulging as they strained for the upper hand. Phin had a soft, black pelt of body hair that drew Karwin’s attention, his mate’s nipples dark against his broad chest. Karwin was hyper aware, his body and soul glorying in the feeling of their mate.

Distracted by the sensation of Phin’s large, thick erection pressing into him, Karwin found himself flipped onto the soft gray carpet.

Phin laughed as he tried to pin Karwin, “That was too easy, my brother. Now wrap your lips around my aching shaft.”

Strength surged through Karwin’s limbs, and he reversed their positions. “Well, I can not disappoint my mate now, can I?”

They struggled and Karwin managed to pin Phin on his back, kneeling on the other man’s shoulders while he rubbed the tip of his leaking shaft against Phin’s full lips. “Open.”

Phin glared at him and struggled, but those struggles stopped when Karwin reached back and grasped Phin’s throbbing erection. Holding Phin’s gaze, Karwin began to slowly stroke him, feeling how much the other man was both suffering and loving every second of being teased. Soon, Phin moaned beneath him, his eyes closed, and his head arched back as he tried to thrust his hips into Karwin’s teasing grip.

“More, harder, tighter,” Phin growled out as his cock leaked sweet precum on Karwin’s stroking fist. “More.”

“Suck my cock and you will have more,” Karwin purred as he moved back a little.

Phin surprised him by bucking him off, flipping them so he was on top with his face over Karwin’s cock, and his dick rubbing against Karwin’s lips.

“Open,” Phin said with a smirk in his voice.

Growling, Karwin flipped them again, keeping them in the 69 position but this time with him on top. He didn’t bother to ask Phin to open, instead shoving his dick into Phin’s waiting mouth. The feeling of his brother’s lips on his so hard it hurt erection was bliss, and he moaned as he took Phin’s thick girth into his mouth. The pleasure within his soul doubled and he had to struggle against coming almost instantly.

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