Page 60 of My Orc Contract Husband
Mate?
I knew Harper well enough to know that she and Giza weren’t just married, they wereMated. It had something to do with orc biology, didn’t it?
As soon as we walked into our house—ourhome, because that’s what it was—after dropping a rattled Aunt Sharon at her place, I dropped my bag and turned to him. “Start talking,husband.”
Except, Tarkhan was stalking toward me, his eyes glowing green again, just like Harper had said. The Mating Heat, she’d called it. I could tell what he had in mind, and the rush of liquid heat to my core told me my body was very much on board with his plan.
But I wanted answers, so I put my hand up and shuffledbackward until my butt hit the couch. “Tarkhan! What did Harper mean?—?”
It was all I managed to get out before he was on me, scooping me up and burying his mouth against my hair.
“I’m so fucking proud of you, Sami,” he murmured.
Confused, I wriggled. “Uh-huh, and I’m proud of you. But what was all that mating business?”
“Mate,” he mumbled, and I could hear the reverence in his tone. “You’re my Mate. I have aMate.”
So maybe itwasa big deal. “Harper and Giza are Mates?”
He took a shuddering breath, squeezing me even closer if possible. “As kitlings, we’re told that the gods have chosen one person for us, and when we meet them, we’ll know them. I don’t know if marrying you forced the bond, or…”
Feeling a little more confident now, I snaked my arms around his middle. “We were meant to be together. The marriage was just an excuse. Now we’re marriedandMated.”
There is a knowing. That’s what he had said outside the sunflower maze.
A deep sense of knowing, of satisfaction, settled in my bones, and I sighed happily. “I love you, Tarkhan.”
“Gods below.”
He shuddered, and suddenly concerned, I pulled back to peer up at him. His eyes were squeezed shut, and his breathing was coming too rapidly.
“Tarkhan, what’s wrong?”
“I love you, Sami,” he groaned. “Hearing you say the same…”
Understanding slowly dawned, and I grinned naughtily. “The Mating Heat, hmmm?” He groaned in response, and I rocked my hips forward, catching his hard cock against my stomach. “Are you miserable,dkaar?”
My voice dripped with sympathy, but when he groaned again and dropped his head, my grin turned triumphant. “Youknowthe Heat is only so bad because you haven’t claimed me yet, right? That’s what Harper said.”
“Claim you,” Tarkhan repeated in a rasp. I wasn’t sure he understood.
“You, Tarkhan, need to put your cock inside me. Your Mate.” I used my hold on him to tip back so I could stare into his face. “And you need to do it now.”
His eyes flashed open, and I could barely see the dark centers, they were so green. “You’re certain, Sami? You’re ready for this?”
Oh Lord, he was still so hesitant, wasn’t he?
“Love, you’ve spent the last weeks making sure I was stretched and ready, and I’m already wet for you.” I didn’t even have to press my thighs together to know that. “Pleasefuck me with your cock. You remember what my shirt says?”
I saw the moment understanding dawned. “Shut The Fuck Up And Take This Dick Like A Good Girl,” he growled.
Licking my lips, I stretched up on my toes, dragging myself along his cock, to whisper: “Yes, Mate, I will.”
With a growl, he bent and scooped me up, yanking me against his chest as he strode for our bedroom. I don’t remember how he managed to undress us so quickly, but before I knew it, I was stretched out on the bed and he was hovering over me, kissing my skin as if he intended to taste every inch of me.
In the last few weeks, we’d learned that my breasts wereverysensitive, and Tarkhan made use of that knowledge now. When his tusks brushed against my areolas and his teeth caught my nipple, I damn near came off the bed.
“Tarkhan!” I gasped, gripping his head in place as I arched against him. “God yes!”
