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“I liked the kissing too,” he said and set down his plate before taking mine from me and setting it back on the small table. “Know what I really wanted to do?”

I shook my head, and the temperature in the room seemed to go up a few degrees as I waited to see what he’d do. He leaned in and his eyes met mine before he kissed me. But this kiss wasn’t the tentative kiss of earlier. It was filled with heat and want and so much passion. He made me want so much more than a kiss, and when he climbed onto my lap and straddled me, I pulled him close and kissed him hard, forgetting for a moment that he was human and fragile. I was about to pull back when he gripped the back of my hair and pulled me back to him.

“Fuck me, Gunnar,” he groaned, and for a moment I thought I’d heard him wrong, but when he ground down on me and rubbed his already hard cock against mine, I knew without a doubt he meant it. He stood then and I ignored his bulge while he held out his hand and led me to his bedroom. The bed was larger than the one in my tent and when he led me to it, I sat down as he stood in front of me. “Do you mind?” He tugged at my shirt which I pulled over my head making him gasp.

“Is anything wrong?” I asked and brushed at my chest.

“No, you’re absolutely perfect,” he said and glided his hand across my shoulder and down my arm. “I love your body.”

“You can touch my horns,” I said, and hoped he meant what he said because once he touched me there fucking would be all I would think of. Claiming him as my own. My mate. He reachedhis hand out, but I stopped him. “Touching them will make me want to mate with you.”

“I know,” he said and gently brushed his finger along one.

Chapter 16

FLYNN

Somehow, I knew once we did this, I would be tied to Gunnar forever, but no matter how much I wanted to resist and stop myself, I couldn’t. His horn was smooth with slight ridges that my finger caught on as I lightly touched it before gripping it in my hand making him gasp. My other hand moved over his muscular chest until my finger grazed something metallic. “You have a piercing?” I asked. “Always full of surprises.” I knelt in front of him, and he leaned down to kiss me and any doubt I had faded away.

“My Flynn,” he whispered. We kissed until we were both panting and if I touched my cock, it would be over all too soon. He pulled my shirt over my head and touched me in a way that made me feel adored and worshiped all at once.

“Please, Gunnar,” I pleaded. “Fuck me.” His lip lifted and he pushed me back enough to stand and after taking off his boots he stripped off his jeans, which was all he had on. His generous cock was right in front of me, and I reached for it without asking.

“What are you waiting for?” he growled never taking his eyes off me.

I gripped him and stroked his hard cock as his hips moved and his head tipped back. He was magnificent. Solid muscle with a pierced nipple and more abs than I’d ever seen before. His uncut cock was the biggest I’d ever seen, and I couldn’t wait to see how much I could take. I stroked him a few more times before he met my eyes.

“Take your clothes off,” he demanded, and I didn’t think I could get any harder, but in that moment, I was proven wrong. He watched as I kicked off my boots and stripped off my pants and underwear. As soon as I stood, he yanked me to him. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, mate.”

I melted against him before he spun me around and leaned over me. “Touch me,” I whispered. His hands were everywhere as he gripped me and fondled and probed my ass just enough to make me want more but not enough to give me release. I gripped his horn tightly and pulled him down for a kiss. My cock was against his and I couldn’t stop myself from trying to grind against him. He growled and gripped me, making me arch off the bed. When I was able to think again, I flung the lube—which I’d stashed under my pillow with hopes of this happening—at him.

“I will make you mine,” he snarled, but not out of anger, out of possession and passion and everything I never knew I wanted or needed. He squired lube on his hand and gripped me again before pushing my leg up and fingering my ass, never giving me time to adjust or prepare, but I was so turned on by then none of it mattered except getting more and more from him.

He slowly started to press into me, and I forced myself to relax when every part of me screamed he was too much, but the side me that was filled with lust screamed for him to hurry up already. Gripping both of his horns I pulled myself up enough to work him into me. His eyes slid shut and I started to ride that huge dick that filled me like no one else ever had. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard,” I begged.

“Mate, you do not know what you ask,” he said and wrapped his arm under me lifting me up as I continued to writhe on him. He adjusted and lifted me off the bed as he pressed one knee against the bed and kept the other on the floor. “You drive me to insanity.”

“You make me want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. My mate,” I murmured, repeating back to him what he’d said to me. “Fuck me.” He held me as his hips started to move and I let go of one of his horns to grip his shoulder. I gasped at the sensation as wave after wave of sensation washed over me. He was not gentle and started to pound into me so hard I worried if I’d survive it and hoped it wouldn’t end.

“My mate,” he growled before kissing me and fucking me even harder.

“Gunnar.” I knew without him even touching me I was close. His cock filled me and the harder I gripped his horns the harder he fucked me. My release hit me without warning, and I sprayed all over my chest just before he pulled out of me and stroked himself. He shot all over my chest as he roared out his release. We panted heavily as once again his eyes met mine before he leaned down and licked me clean from the mess, we’d both made.

“You are mine,” he said but now his words were full of something else besides possession, and as I released his horn, I felt the loss of that connection immediately.

“I’ll always be yours,” I whispered. He lifted me into his arms like I was a child and sat back against the bed.

“We are connected now in a way that no man will ever be able to break. You are my love, and everything I need in this world,” he said surprising me.

“I want to be honest. I’ve never been in love before, and I don’t know if I love you. But what I feel for you feels stronger than a simple emotion and I don’t think I could survive if you left.” I knew it sounded a little wishy washy, and also a little dramatic. But the words failed me for the emotions he made me feel and until I understood them, I wasn’t willing to tell him I loved him if that wasn’t how I felt.

“Mate, I will always want you to speak the truth to me. You may not love me, but our bond is strong. I can feel it in every touch.” He ran his hand gently down my arm.

“I’ll never lie to you,” I said, and meant every word. I’d been in relationships filled with lies and I was more than happy to never deal with that shit again. Gunnar was intense, and while I didn’t truly understand what it meant to be his mate, I was more than happy to try.

“Never did I believe I could meet my mate in the human world,” he whispered.

“Never did I imagine myself getting fucked by a troll and wanting more,” I said. He froze for a moment before I laughed. “I’m not kidding.”

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