Page 11 of Wulver's Flame

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Perhaps if I put my seed-surge inside her, it would help.

With the scent of my mate on my lips and beard, I fisted my cock. I imagined it when I first pierced her cunt. When her heat allowed me to knot my mate. My husfreyja.Lady of the house.

My insides ached for air as I panted and stroked myself harder, faster. I gripped my aching knot and squeezed, imagining her around me, and my seed-surge poured forth with a long, low groan.

I caught every last drop.

When I eased a seed-covered finger inside her, it prompted another smaller surge, and I moved my cock over her red curls, watching my white seed coat her flame red hair.

Liùsaidh Flamehair, daughter of Donald.

I carefully took a large scoop and eased it into her. I froze when I felt her maiden’s barrier. This would need to be taken care of before her heat.

An idea formed as I continued to feed her my seed.

YES. YES. DO IT. Sköll rumbled with satisfaction.We need her heat.

Soon.

“Úlfa mín,” I whispered in our tongue.“Sleep while you still can.”MyShe-wolf.

I cleaned myself with a rag and blew out the lamp.

I pulled Liùsaidh into my embrace until I could smell my seed mixed with her honey.

Sköll purred, my chest rumbled, and Liùsaidh rubbed her sweet cheeks against me. Another new feat for my feral beast. This was not a sound he had made before.

She likes that. I told Sköll, and he purred louder.

I smiled against her wild curls, allowing the darkness to swallow us.

???

She moved against me, and I forced myself not to react, but I remembered last night, feeding her. My cock lengthened against her soft, hot flesh.

She froze.

A strangled sound escaped from her.

“You are still a maiden,” I whispered in her ear.

“This is a terrible dream? Wake up, Liù. Wake up, Liù,” she muttered to herself, her voice heavy with sleep.

When she realised it wasn't a dream, she tried to scramble across the bed. This time I didn't allow her.

“Mmm. Can't a man hold his newly handfasted bride?” I teased.

“Ye’r no ah man,” she screeched in her native tongue, squirming against me.

“The more you move, the larger it gets,” I said lazily.

She immediately stopped fighting me.

I chuckled and kissed the curve of her shoulder.

“I will get you some food. Don't forget anywhere,” I said, getting out of bed.

“Taranis, split the earth beneath this monster!” she cried into the pelt, striking the bed several times.