At his erect cock, she turned her head to look at his hands and rubbed her cheek against the flared head. She smiled when she saw each of his fingers tipped with claws.
"Are you going wolf on me, Algar?" she asked breathily.
Algar pushed his hips toward her. "Only you bring out my wolf this way. By the Gods, Kamryn, you make me horny."
She rubbed her cheek against his cock again, causing it to jerk. "You always seem to be in that condition while I'm around you. I might have to start calling you a horn dog."
His chest rose and fell with his rapid breathing. "You can call me whatever you want as long as you put my cock in your mouth and suck on it."
"My, aren't we impatient today?"
"You're killing me."
Deciding she'd played with him long enough, and since her pussy had become so wet her juices had leaked onto her thighs, Kamryn took his cock in a firm hold and licked the bead of pre-cum off its tip. She prodded the slit with the tip of her tongue.
Algar groaned. "Kamryn."
She wasn't quite ready to give Algar what he wanted. Shifting her grip slightly, she licked him from base to tip, paying extra attention to the head, licking it as she would an ice cream cone. Algar's breaths grew choppy, interspersed with low growls.
He rocked his hips. Once she figured she'd worked him up enough, Kamryn opened her mouth and took as much of him as she could handle inside.
Algar moaned. His hand came up and cupped the back of her head. "Suck me, just like that." She moved to suck on the tip and used her tongue to stroke the sensitive spot under the head. "Ah . . . Gods, do that again."
She did it one more time before taking him deep inside her mouth. His cock grew even harder. Her pussy clenched, aching for what she had inside her mouth Algar pulled away. "Enough. I'll come if you keep that up. I would much rather have my cock buried in that sweet pussy of yours when I do."
Kamryn shifted to the middle of the mattress and lay on her back. She put the flat of her feet on the bed and let her knees fall open. His gaze fell to her pussy. He had to be able to see how wet she was for him. "Then come and take what you want."
He slowly climbed onto the bed. "I intend to, but first I need the taste of you on my tongue."
Kneeling between her spread legs, he ran his hands up her inner thighs, opening her even more. He shifted his hands to her ass and lifted her to his mouth. At the first stroke of his tongue, she clutched at the sheets beneath her. She let out a whimpered moan when he lapped at her clit. The way her pussy clenched while he used his lips and tongue, it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge.
Kamryn lifted her head and watched Algar pleasure her. The sight of his dark head between her thighs increased her arousal. His eyes, already turned, lifted to meet her gaze. Keeping their gazes locked, he took her clit between his lips and sucked hard enough to send her into a climax. Kamryn's head fell back on the bed. Her gasps of pleasure filled the room.
Before she had a chance to come down, Algar rose between her thighs and sheathed his cock deep inside her. He lifted his upper body on his straight arms, pumping his hips, riding her hard and fast. Kamryn clutched at his biceps and held on.
His movements became frenzied while he strove for his orgasm. She tightened her inner walls around his thickness, feeling another climax build. When she reached the point of no return, he let out a strangled howl and surged into her one final time. He didn't lower himself on top of her until his cock had started to pulse deep inside her and swell.
Both out of breath, they panted. Once speech was possible again, Kamryn said,
"Well, I have to admit that was a great way to wake up in the morning."
Algar chuckled and lifted most of his weight onto his elbows. "Just think, we'll have an eternity of mornings like this one to look forward to."
She reached up and brushed a lock of hair off his sweaty brow. "When are you going to talk to Tiw?"
"It depends on you."
"On me?"
"Yes. Becoming immortal has to be something you really want. I would never force you to do it if you weren't ready. And I don't want you to do it because you think it's what I want."
"It is what I want. I would never do something as life changing as that on a whim. I love you, Algar. I've never had feelings this strong for another man before. I want us to have that eternity. What's the point of being mates if I was to stay mortal?"
He gave her a slow, tender kiss that had her toes curling and then smiled down at her. "I love you, mate. And I'm very glad you want to be with me forever." He put his arms around her, rolled them to their sides, and looked over her shoulder at her back. "I think after I've gone hunting tonight, I should talk to Tiw."
"The mark?" she asked. "It doesn't look like a bruise anymore?"
Algar kissed the top of her shoulder and gently ran his fingers over her skin where Tiw's mark would be. "It definitely doesn't look like a bruise. We have matching marks now."
Kamryn squirmed in his embrace until he let go. His cock had softened enough to allow her to pull away and slip off the bed. She went into the bathroom en suite and turned to view her back in the mirror. She could now see the two stylized wolves with the stylized man standing between them on the back of her right shoulder. It was identical to the one on the cap of Algar's left shoulder.
He came into the bathroom to stand behind her and put his arms around her waist. "I guess you're stuck with me now."
She looked at Tiw's mark one final time before she turned in Algar's arms to face him. "No, we're stuck with each other."
"Since we're officially mated, I guess I'd better start looking after you. The first thing in order—a shower. And to make sure you do the job right, I'm going to wash every inch of you."
Algar scooped her up in his arms and stepped into the shower. By the time he'd finished washing her, he'd given her two more orgasms and they'd used up all the hot water in the manor.
That evening, Algar had been reluctant to leave Kamryn to go hunting. She'd had to shove him out the door with the other warriors after she'd kissed him goodbye. He had a duty to perform and she didn't want to be the distraction that took him away from it. Only the reminder that they would soon be leaving for the States, and he would then have lots of time off, had Algar no longer trying to come up with excuses to stay.
Since Raed had gone out hunting with the others, Kamryn spent the night watching TV with Lexi. They ate chips—or crisps, as the British called them—and watched a romantic comedy. Kamryn could easily see her and Lexi becoming fast friends, which was good since they were the only two women living in the manor. It would have been an awful strain if it turned out they couldn't stand each other.
When the movie finished around eleven , Lexi started to yawn. She covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head. "Well, that's it for me. I'm not much of a night owl these days with this baby bump. Sorry I'm being such a party pooper."
"No need to apologize. Being pregnant is draining."
Lexi shifted to the edge of the couch. "What about you? Will there be a baby bump in your immediate future?"
Kamryn furiously shook her head. "No. Not that I don't want kids eventually, but I'm not ready to be anyone's Mommy just yet."
"Are you sure you're not pregnant? The only reason why I'm asking is that Raed and I didn't exactly plan this. It just sort of happened. I'm guessing because of what happens when we make love. Since it's the same way with you and Algar, I just thought I should give you the heads up just in case."
Kamryn hadn't really thought about what the consequences would be with the way Algar came while they had sex. "I'm almost positive I'm not pregnant. I'm on the pill."