His hands gripped my buttocks tighter but a moment later, he used that grip as leverage to pull me off him.
His cock slipped from my body and I felt the loss of it. Frustration rose inside me.
“What are you doing?” my husband growled.
Chapter Forty-Five
Vokkinghell, I thought.
Didn’t she know how little control I already had when it came to her?
“And I would ask you the same thing,” she rasped, still trying to rock her hips over me.
“Neffar?”
I couldn’t think. She’d pulled all reasonable thought from my mind.
“Mina, stop,” I groaned when I felt the heat of her cunt find the head of my cock once more. “Kakkari, I’mtryingto be good and you dothis.”
She let out a little cry of frustration.
“Are you denying us both because you still want to send a message to the horde?” she growled. The first time I’d possibly ever heard that tone from her andvok, if it didn’t make me even harder.
Until I registered the words coming out of her mouth.
I frowned, bewildered. “Neffar? What are you talking about?”
“The furs!” she exclaimed, as if that would clear up any confusion in my mind instead of adding to it.
“Wife,” I growled. “When you have your mate underneath you with a cock so hard it feels like avokkingboulder, do not speak in riddles. I can’tvokkingthink right now!”
Her lips parted in surprise.
Our breath heaved as we stared at each other and mydevawere still throbbing from that brief memory of sliding deep into her cunt.Vok, if it didn’t take every bit of my self-controlnotto fuck her right then and there. I’d felt the tension slowly building with each passing day and the only thing that cured it was remembering that I’d hurt her the first time. That I’d made herbleed.
Then she said, “You’ve been spending your seed all over the furs each night instead ofinside me. Ever since that first morning. So that when our furs were washed, the rumors circulating through the horde would be silenced. So that everyone would know we shared our bed again, that we’d mended the tear between us.”
I blinked, disbelief running through me.
“Is it true?” Mina asked. “Because I think the horde got the message. They don’t need any more.”
“You think that I’ve been fucking the damn furs each morning and night because I need to send a message to the horde?” I asked, my tone low and dark.
“Well…yes,” my wife said, her expression bewildered. “Hukri said—”
“Vokkinghell,” I cursed, only imagining what herpikihad to say about this. “That first morning you made me so crazed I would’ve come anywhere. I wasn’t thinking of sending a message to the horde when I was too busy eating out your cunt, believe me,sarkia.”
Mina blinked. A look of pleasure crossed her face, briefly, but it gave way to confusion as she asked, “Really?”
“Sending a message to the horde was an afterthought. A convenient one, but that was the only time it was intentionally done.Thatmorning,” I said, running a hand down my face.
“Thenwhyhaven’t you been…” she trailed off, her cheeks reddening.
“Fucking you?” I growled, eyeing her.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Do you not want to?”
I would have laughed in disbelief at the sheer ridiculousness of her question…but her tone was vulnerable. Embarrassed.
