Her inner muscles squeezed my cock in the most delicious way, milking me, pulling me deeper into her. I wanted to stay like this forever, feeling her pleasure erupting around me. I wanted to fill her, to bring her pleasure over and over again, to claim her.
To ensure she never forgot me.
“Shhh,dkaar,” I whispered against her temple. “Let it go. Let it happen.” She bucked against my hips, her spasms slowing. “You did so well, sweetheart.”
Brooke’s heart was beating too fast, and the part of me that wasn’t marveling at how amazing I felt right now was impressed I was attuned well enough to her that Icould feel that.Hearthat, perhaps. But after a million hours—all too soon—Brooke slowly straightened, blinking up at me in the darkness.
“Wha…?” she managed to murmur, and I grinned.
“A bit of orc evolutionary biology. My cock is designed to make you climax as soon as I enter you, to ease the way for our Mating.”
“Whoa,” she whispered, eyes wide. “Good cock.”
I had to chuckle. Then, shifting my hold on her ass, I began to move, slow strokes in and out that caused my ridges to slide over her sensitized folds, causing her to groan loudly. I wanted to make her scream my name, I wanted her to?—
“Brooke? Sylvik?” I stiffened when I heard Riven’s distant call, and felt Brooke do the same. “Are you out here?”
I couldfeelBrooke’s sudden panic, and knew no matter how much I wanted to bring her pleasure, our interlude was over.
“Brooke?” her sister called again.
And in my arms, Brooke stirred. “Uh, yeah!” Could Riven hear how awkward she sounded as she called back? “We’re just taking some…”
“Measurements,” I supplied, flexing my hips once.
Brooke twitched in my arms, then melted against me. “Measurements,” she giggled against my chest, and I felt myKteerpreen that she’d enjoyed herself so much with me.
“We’ll be there in a moment,” I called to Riven, then heard the door slam.
“Oh my God.” Brooke had her forehead pressed to my shoulder. “I can’t believe we did this.”
“We didn’tdomuch of anything.” Still, I rocked against her, causing her to moan. “But we’d better get inside. I promise you, Brooke, the next time we do this will be so much better.”
“So much better?” She looked up, and I could see her rueful smile in the starlight, even beneath the cold gazebo. “I might die.”
I cupped her cheek gently as I pulled out from her perfect pussy. “Then you’re willing?—”
“God, Sylvik, I’m not going to be able to concentrate until you put your dick inside me again.”
It wasn’tI love you, but it made me feel pretty damn good.
Chapter Eight
Brooke
“Merry Christmas!”my sister announced joyfully as I pulled the front door open. “The bride is here!”
I burst into laughter, even as I reached forward to hug her and take the tray of pastries from her arms. I asked Abydos, “Has she started leaning into her Bridezilla era yet?”
His expression was carefully blank as he juggled bags and bins. “I don’t know what that means, and even if I did, I would never insinuate my Mate is using her status as a wife-to-be to finagle special treatment.”
Holding the door open with my butt, I snickered and took the wine from Abydos, leaving him in charge of the big bag from Cole’s Seafood. I’d been looking forward to Riven’s salmon all day.
I peered behind them at the dark SUV parked on the road in front of Mom’s house. “Where’s Sylvik? He’s coming separately?”
When my sister and Abydos exchanged a confused glance, I felt my stomach clench in embarrassment.
“We didn’t invite him,” Abydos confessed.
