Page 46 of The VaDorok's Unexpected Mate
Katie nodded, grateful that he wasn’t going to make a fuss about being the only human-VaDorok couple not breeding. After everything, even the thought of being pregnant so soon made her break out into a cold sweat.
Taking his hand in hers, she smiled and gave his hand a squeeze in thanks. He glanced down at their joined hands, and although he didn’t say anything or react, she knew he understood what she wanted to say. It was like a wordless thread of communication that she could feel anchored between them. As for Tev, she gave the female an apologetic smile and shook her head in refusal despite Tev’s wordless pleas. All she could do was not allow herself to be swayed or affected by them to any significant degree. Regardless, Katie was absolutely last person that anyone could hope to use in order to manipulate Kull. She knew from experience how terrible it was to have one’s own decisions and desires treated as inconsequential. She wasn’t about to let anyone just steamroll right over the boundaries he erected.
Instead, she turned away, giving her mate her full attention as he picked up a small piece of meat and fed it to her. His pleased purr at the way she ate from his hand rolled through her, heating her blood even as it brought a smile to her face about how ridiculously decadent it was to be feeding each other bits of food from their fingers. It really didn’t seem like something that would happen in real life but rather something that existed in old movies featuring lovers in moments of romantic bliss—like Cleopatra sailing down the Nile with Mark Antony feeding each other clusters of ripe grapes. Except Katie was wrapped in furs, sitting in the coldest and iciest location she had ever set foot on.
She smiled warmly at Kull and likewise offered him a piece of meat in turn. His lips curved in response seconds before they caressed her fingertips as he accepted what she offered. She took the bite that he offered next, her lips lingering on his fingertips in a kiss as she brought up food to his lips, ignoring conversation that hummed around them. It seemed that, despite Zalla’s very public chastisement, everyone was focusing on the manner in which Jegar returned to the gathering grounds. The consensus appeared to be that it served him right. Zalla’s dismissal from the gathering grounds and Borax forbidding her from returning without personal invitation from Kull was likewise considered just and well-deserved. The sentence was considered a severe one but one earned for attempting to endanger a member of the tribe—which Katie and all the humans were apparently counted as—in addition to plotting against another member of the tribe—her son.
Of course, that part was a bit harder to ignore. Especially when the female was escorted away wailing about how unjustly Borax was treating her. She would have been lying if she said that the unhappy look Tev gave her in parting, before following after Zalla to console her, didn’t bother her at least a little bit. Unfortunately, nothing would be resolved so soon after Zallamade such a big mistake, and, knowing Kull’s temperament, Tev should have realized that. Katie wasn’t going to be guilted into anything. Rather than wasting time and more energy worrying about them, Katie allowed herself to get lost in the affectionate interplay with Kull. They lazily fed each other bites of meat until all activity shifted back to the center of the gathering grounds. She wasn’t sure why they were all heading that way but not one to be left out, she stood and drew Kull along with her as she followed the other women trailing behind Sara, who was at the head of their little group.
Katie exchanged a curious look with Kull, but when Sara joined Vidok at the fire and the chief’s baby was brought forth for blessing, everything more or less clicked into place. Part of the gathering was a ritual for the baby—one that Sara appeared to be primarily leading with the assistance of her mate. She had to admit that it was kind of odd seeing someone as irreverent and carefree as Sara taking on that sort of position within the community.
“Naming ceremony,” Kull whispered to her unasked question. “They introduce the new youngling to the tribe and to the gods that protect us and care for us. As Vidok’s ulukska, this is now Sara’s leading role and one of many responsibilities that she will have as mate to the warrior-priest.”
Katie shook her head in wonder. “Don’t take this the wrong way—but I’m glad that you are a recluse. I don’t think I would want to be in the center of attention this way.”
Her mate chuckled and hugged her to his side. His tail curled around her hip, and its tip seemed to twitch there languidly as they watched Vidok walk around the assembled humans and smear some sort of blue pigment on their bellies. She was glad that she was able to skip that particular messy ceremony, though the intention of celebration and blessing was incredibly touching. She wrinkled her nose as the sloppy, goopy messpainted on the other women, and Kull laughed at her expression of disgust. She shuddered a little bit and clung happily to his hand when he reached out for her. Turning away, they began to head back to their own tent, but something possessed her to look back over her shoulder.
Her eyebrows flew up at the sight that greeted her. Messy as it was—especially evident by the way it was quickly transferred to the white fur of their mates—it also appeared to pack quite a punch in a rather fun way that she had not expected. Within very short order, every anointed human woman was practically climbing their tall mates within a sudden and unmistakable ardor. She would have said that they were high, but that wasn’t right... more like exceptionally horny. Katie regarded them curiously, her head cocking. Then again, wasn’t that the natural state of pregnant women? She would bet her bottom dollar that there was something in that pigment that boosted their natural hormones. At least their mates obliged them by carrying them off to their respective tents.
“Horny as hell,” she mumbled in amusement, drawing Kull’s attention.
The male scoffed. “The holy herb that makes the anointing paste has that effect. It brings the mated pair closer through pleasure. It is both celebration and support of their offspring.”
“Really? Huh. I wonder how good it is. Hopefully, it’s worth the mess that it makes.”
Kull smiled secretively and she jumped in surprise moments later when a cry of ecstasy broke through the air that sent a shiver up Katie’s spine.
“Damn, I change my mind, where can I get some of that?” she demanded, half turning.
Kull caught her arm and laughed as he gently drew her once more toward their tent. “You do not need it. I can make you scream without it.”
She paused and looked over at him, her lips curling provocatively as excitement stirred deep within her. “Remind me.”
Chapter 35
Katie hummed happily as Kull hauled her into their tent, her fingers reaching eagerly for the ties of his breechcloth at his hips. He rumbled against her lips with a distinctive sound of pleasure, his hands dropping to join hers as they pulled the ties and slowly teased the lacings loose as their mouths came together in a heated kiss.
Although they had already mated, it felt like the first time all over again. She savored his touch as he undressed her and stroked her skin with complete reverence and fascination. Every kiss was a prized treasure that she locked within her heart and let the joy from it spill through her. And when she finally tugged the lacings free from the material secured around his hips, and watched the long, embroidered length of his breechcloth fall to the floor, she was stirred with their mingled desire burning through her. This desire grew, scorching her with the intensity of its inferno, as she watched his cock extrude, the almost spiny-looking bulbous tip already swollen and ready for her.
Heat flickered through her at the sight of it, and she lowered herself to her knees and took the length into her hands. Kull dragged in a deep, ragged gulp of breath as if caught between surprise and a moan of pleasure as she rubbed a thumb against the slender, delicate bristles covering the head of his cock.
“What do you call this?” she asked.
He peered at her with a perplexed expression and blinked. “A... amitus,” he managed around a gasp as she swept her thumb in a circular motion over them.
“Amitus,” she echoed in fascination.
Outside of his cock being an ivory black color and possessing a pronounced bulge near the base of his shaft that ballooned to lock them together, this was perhaps the most alien feature ofhis otherwise normal looking cock. She had to admit that she found it pretty fascinating to look at it and tease with her fingers. And despite its odd appearance, she very much enjoyed the way it felt inside her.
Thank goodness she hadn’t got a good look at her before she experienced it.
Leaning forward, she teased the soft, slightly firm, bristles with her tongue, drawing another ragged sound of pleasure from him that deepened to a moan as she closed lips around his cock and sucked it into her mouth with a tiny, muffled moan of her own. His hips kicked instinctively, gagging her a bit on its thickness before she got her hand up between them to act as a buffer. She had to admit that he tasted good, however, and her eyes fluttered shut as she ran her tongue over the tip to collect his precum.
Kull’s large body suddenly quivered, and he growled deep in his chest before abruptly drawing away so that his wet cock slipped from her hand. He gave her a wild-eyed look and then he bent, and an excited gasp left her as he plucked her up into her arms and carried her to the pallet waiting for them. Stretching on the furs, Katie spread her legs eagerly for him, desire humming through her. He knelt between her legs, a reverential expression on his face as his eyes slid over her, the heat in their amber depths scorching her as she felt his longing as keenly as her own echo within her chest.
Her hand went to her heart in surprise, and he smiled in response. The tip of his cock jerked slightly, rubbing her in a way that made her shiver as he notched it into place against the opening of her sex. A low growl vibrated from Kull and into her as his hips pressed forward and his cock slowly opened her around its invading girth. Although he was focused entirely on her, she watched as his ears twitched slightly, shifting at every sound of the ongoing celebration of the gathering beyond thewalls of their tent. His tail curled around her side, and his large body covered her completely as if to form a barrier between her and everything else in the world. His head lowered beside her, cheek to cheek and dangerously close to one curling horn if she didn’t trust him as much as she did, and he whispered in her ear.
“What you feel is the ulukskinon. It drew us together with the dance of its inferno, and it has now completed the connection between us, binding us within its fire. In the ulukskinon, there is no you. There is no me. We are one united within the heart of it.”
