Page 68 of Elf Shot

"Wait, mating frenzy is a real thing?" she asked, brows shooting up.

Arne dropped his towel and gestured at his already hard dick. "What do you think?"

"Gosh," was all she could say in wonder.

Arne lowered himself into the water and ran his hands over her wet shoulders. "It's a leftover thing from our more primal days. The mating frenzy was to try and get a female pregnant as soon as possible."

"Thank gods for modern birth control. I can enjoy all the orgasms with none of the risk," Layla said, putting her arms around his neck.

"An excellent idea. Most mated couples are left alone by the clan for a few weeks, but I don't think we are going to get that luxury. The wolves have it worse. When their mating occurs, they get ultra-territorial. Usually, they are sent to a literal cabin in the woods until it passes," Arne explained. He began to massage her shoulders and a little moan escaped from Layla. Her shoulders were always so damn tight. "Gods, Layla, you have knots everywhere. Turn around so I can do this properly." With a happy laugh, Layla did, and Arne pulled her back into his lap. His big hands knew exactly where to press.

"That feels so damn good," she said, her eyes fluttering closed.

"You keep making those sounds, and I'm going to have to fuck you again," Arne warned her. His hands slid down her spine to cup her ass and squeezed.

Layla did moan then. "You aren't making it easier not to make a sound."

"I love all of your little sounds," Arne whispered in her ear, his hands curving around her lower back to brush against her stomach and up to her tender breasts. "Especially when you make them on my dick."

Layla rubbed her ass over the erection pressing into it. "You mean this dick?"

"I'm warning you…" he hissed.

"Oh no, not a warning," Layla mocked. She yelped in surprise as Arne surged forward. He lifted her over the side of the pool so only her legs were still in the water and her ass on display in the cold air.

"You are going to learn to watch that sassy mouth of yours," he said, spreading her. Arne made a helpless sound that made Layla smirk. She bit her lip as his fingers explored her, dipping inside where she was still wet and slippery from his release. "Are you just going to stare at it all night?"

Arne's hand came down on her ass, making her cry out in surprise. "I'll take my time to enjoy you as I wish, mate."

His hand smoothed over the mark, making heat and wetness run through her. She had never thought she would be into spanking, but nothing would surprise her if he was the one doing it to her.

The tip of Arne's dick pressed against her, and she tried to push back against it. "So needy already. I was worried about the mating frenzy being too much for a human, but look at you, pussy weeping for me already."

"Gods, Arne, please," Layla begged. She didn't care she was as desperate as she sounded. She wanted him to be in her, claiming her. She had never felt so wanted in her life, and she was greedy for him to use her the way he needed. The way they both needed.

Arne ran a soothing hand down her wet spine and slid his cock into her a little bit at a time before pulling back. Layla was losing her mind by the time he finally got in her. His teeth dragged against her shoulder, making her cry out.

"Does my mate want to be fucked gently this time? Or does she want me to pull her hair and ride her as rough as I like?" he growled, lips licking the water off her neck. Layla gasped as he rocked into her. "Speak, little mate."

"Fuck me rough. Do what you like with me. I'm yours," she said, cheeks flaming as she forced the words out.

Arne pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek. "There's my perfect mate."

He grabbed her messy bun, pulling her hair hard enough to make her scalp tingle, and slammed his dick into her. Layla was glad they didn't have neighbors because Arne was making her shout like a porn star. No one had ever been more attuned with her body, giving her what she needed to send her mad with desire. Arne really was all of her wet dreams rolled in one.

Layla screamed his name as her orgasm took her. Arne pinned her trembling body to the wood beneath her, their wet skin slapping hard as he fucked her through it without mercy before coming hard inside of her. Arne's arms held her tight up against him so she could feel his rapid heartbeat against her back.

"So fucking perfect," he murmured, kissing any piece of her that he could get his hands on.

"You read my mind," she panted.

Arne carefully lowered her back into the steaming water, holding her on his lap. His hand splayed against the mating brand over her heart.

"Thank you for choosing me, Layla. For taking the chance when I know it scared you, when I have a monster's blood in my veins," he said. Layla slipped around so she could straddle him. He looked so emotional, his eyes soft. She cupped his cheeks and pressed gentle kisses to his lips.

"You are worth all the love I can give you, Arne. Your blood doesn't make you who you are. By all the laws, I have the first claim on you now," Layla said, remembering Alruna's words. "You are my love. You belong to me and no other. No one is going to take you from me."

Arne pressed his forehead to hers. "No one will dare get between us, my fierce beloved." Layla pressed a kiss to his lips and rested against his chest. For the first time in her life, she finally felt like she was where she belonged.

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