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“I can see that,” he murmured, his gaze flicking across my naked chest. “And I missed ye. Ye led me on a mighty chase, Roxanna. Ye ken what that means?”
My heart began to pound, and when his gaze flicked to the spot at the base of my throat where my pulse flickered, I guessed he knew that.
“Ye ran from me,” he murmured, green flashing in the depths of his eyes.
My hold on him tightened as I nodded solemnly.
“I did. And you chased me.”
“Ihuntedye,” he corrected. “Ye ken what that means?”
Suddenly, I smiled, that joy once again filling my chest. “I am yours, Varkaan.” I surged upward once more to press my lips against his. “Mate.”
“Mate,” he growled against my mouth, as his hands untangled me.
And that same joy bubbled up through my chest and spilled from my lips as laughter.
Chapter 10
Roxanna
Varkaan made short work of his kilt, spreading the woolen plaid out over the grass. Eagerly I reached for his erect cock, but he captured my wrists and pulled me flush against him. Breathless I tipped my head back to hold his gaze.
“Ye feel that, my pretty little human?” he rumbled. “Ye feel how much I want ye?”
“Och, Mate…” I leaned forward and brushed my lips over his chest, the highest I could reach. “I can feel your cock. Iwantyour cock. I want you to claim me.” Another kiss. “Do you want that?”
He was unamused by my teasing. “Malla the Beginner kens how badly I want to make ye mine,Roxanna. Are ye certain ‘tis whatyewant? To be mine, to stay with me?”
“Varkaan…” Another teasing kiss, against his nipple this time, to make him squirm. “I alreadyamyours. Gelma explained ‘tis what thisknowingis, the way I feel about you. We are Mated, and you are my future.”
His brows had drawn down in what seemed like a wince. “Ye want that, Roxanna? For certes?”
“For certes, Varkaan,” I whispered, pushing myself up on my toes to brush a kiss over his chin. “I love you.”
He reared back. “How can ye ken that? I left ye in the village…”
“I knowyou.” The words spilled from me, from someplace deep within me, a certainty I could not explain. “I learned all about you, and what I know, I love. I want to be yours…if you will have me.”
“Fook, Roxanna,” he growled, moments before his lips lowered to capture mine.
Fook Roxanna, aye! The joy threatened to overwhelm me again, and then we were lowering ourselves to the plaid.
He rolled to his back and pulled me over his chest. It was natural to straddle him, to press the tip of his cock against my still-weepingentrance. Just being this close to my Mate was pushing my pleasure to heights I had not expected.
The Clinging Vine, I suddenly remembered. That’s whatA Harlot’s Guidehad called this position, with the woman on top while the man lay supine. I couldn’t help my grin; I wondered if the author of that book had ever straddled a male quite like my Varkaan.
His hands closed around my thighs. “Ye are certain, firebrand? I’m a large male.”
I had had his cock in my mouth. “I know,” I smirked, pressing backward until his cock spread my cunny lips. “I can handle you.”
He was breathing heavily. “Then get ready.”
“For what?” I asked, even as I slid down atop the length of his cock.
His cockwaslarge, larger than I had had in the past, wider than I thought possible. But thanks to his earlier ministrations, I was well-lubricated, and I took each of his ridges with gasps and moans of pleasure as he stretched me.
But to my surprise, as soon as I was fully seated upon him, another climax burst over me. I gasped again and arched atop him, legs stretched impossibly wide.
