Her thighs opened, sliding around my hips. Her fingers danced down my spine to my buttock so she could squeeze the meaty muscle. Harder, her nails pricking my skin, as she lay back against her other Blood and pulled me toward the cradle of her body.
My heart ached, swollen and tender as if her ice giant stomped me into a bloody smear on the ice. I fought the urge to fall on her like a ravenous beast. The others?—
Leaning up, she sank her fangs into my throat with surprising force, drawing a heavy groan from my throat. The polar bear nearly clawed my spine in half.:Stop comparing yourself to anyone else and ravage me. Because you’remyravenous beast.:
Her words drew a roar out of my throat, the bear on the verge of slipping free.Chill, I whispered fiercely to the beast.She won’t want to fuck a bear.
The bear snapped and thrashed inside of me, huge paws swiping and tearing toward freedom.
So I’d best hurry. Not that I had much stamina in that regard, either.
I sank into her, rocking her back against her alpha. Again. I pulled her hip up higher, tipping her pelvis so I could get deeper. My spine burned, my skin prickling with the shift. Desperate, I gripped her shoulder in my jaws, fighting the bear for control of my own damned body.
Her blood cascaded like effervescent joy through me. Black swallowtails swooped and danced through my mind, distracting the bear momentarily. Letting me revel in the feel of her bodybeneath mine. Her hand squeezed my ass, pulling me in harder. Encouraging me to grind on her. Thrust harder, like I meant to drive her through her Blood and the earth into the molten lava beneath the ice.
She pulled hard on my blood, sucking on my throat. Each swallow of my blood drove me mad. Stirring the beast inside me to a fevered pitch.
I squeezed her shoulder harder in my jaws, keeping my fangs buried in her flesh, even though that slowed the flow of blood. I’d never last if I had the full fountain flowing through me.Feel her. Climax. Wait. Please.
Though she’d already climaxed with her other Blood. Bigger Blood. Endowed with unique equipment I couldn’t?—
Her nails dug deeper into my butt cheek, sharp enough to rattle the thoughts out of my head. She released my throat—and bit me again. My chest. Again. Bites burning. Sweet agony. So good. Licking through me like hot flames, color and light rippling across the northern sky. Calling me home to the arctic ice.
She cried out, first moaning against my skin but then tipping her head back. Her body bowed toward me like the graceful curve of the longship. My blood glistened on her mouth. Chin. Splattering her chest. So fucking beautiful. More beautiful than anything I ever saw in my life. But it couldn’t compare to the sound of my name on her lips as she came.
“Gunnarr.”
White blasted through me, wiping away the flowing aurora borealis in my mind. Blowing snow. Fur. Wet with blood. My queen’s blood hot on my tongue.
For a moment, I feared I’d ripped her shoulder off. Panting, I tried to get up. Pull my teeth out of her at least. Not fangs. Full-on polar bear teeth.
Fuck. I’d shifted again. The full weight of a massive polar bear crushed her. But my fucking paws wouldn’t cooperate. My legs were disconnected from my teeny tiny brain.
She laughed, her hands stroking through my fur. “I’m fine, Gunnarr. I quite like your weight and your fur. It’s so soft and warm.”
Something moved beneath me. It took an embarrassing long time for me to realize I trapped not just my queen but also her alpha’s legs beneath my weight. I tried to apologize but it came out like grumbly growls.
“I tried to keep you off the frozen earth, my queen,” Dörr said. “If you were cold, we should have moved inside.”
“I’m not cold, exactly.” She buried her face against the thick fur of my chest. “You just feel so good, Gunnarr. I think I’m going to need to cuddle with you like this, if you wouldn’t mind.”
:Mind? I would fucking love to cuddle with you. I could carry you on my back if you’d like…:Though I tried not to sound too hopeful or excited by the thought. Dörr always carried her, and rightfully so. He was the alpha.:Once I remember how to walk.:
She laughed. “I’d fucking love that, my bear.”
And so I found myself shambling along the beach and winding up the steep cliffside trail with my queen draped on my back. Of course, Dörr walked on one side and Lokken the other, while the two dark alfar flew overhead. For the first time in my life, I didn’t mind company. I’d never mind anything again, even if I had no purpose in her court other than giving her thick fur to touch.
How could I, when I got to feel my queen’s hands in my fur and her bare pussy pressed against my back?
20
HELAYNA
Two large black SUVs waited in front of the house for our trip to Reykjavík. I wasn’t sure how long we’d be there, so Lokken had helped us all pack a few clothes to take with us. Though Clara assured that Kathleen’s team had been working around the clock since they’d left and had many more items waiting for us.
Pàtair was coming to supervise the staff in the old Ironheart court, along with Arnar and two young women I hadn’t met yet. Evidently the security team doubled as drivers. Even Bjørg wanted to go with us. On my lap, she stared out the darkened windows, her eyes bright with curiosity. None of my Blood had wanted to ride in the other vehicle, which meant Gunnarr was crammed into the back row with Myrk and Svar. Dörr and Clara sat in the middle with me, and Lokken rode in the front with the driver.
“It’s not quite three hours to Reykjavík,” Clara said. “It’ll be dark before we get there, but the city has a vibrant nightlife if there’s anything you’d like to do before we reach the house.”
