“Monqilcolnen…” Wyn stopped.
“Your career is as important as mine. If we can survive months apart, then we can survive longer,” I reasoned.
He gripped the hair at the nape of my neck. “I don’t want to be away from you.”
The smile on my face had to make me look rather foolish, but I couldn’t help it. I loved every time Wyn claimed me, no matter how small. It made me feel certain in my feelings, in my instinct, in my inner fire, in our fate together.
“Nor I you.”
He sagged, face tucking into the crook of my neck. “Then what do we do?”
I held fast to my mate, breathing in his scent. “I don’t know.”
Wyn leaned back enough to catch my eye. “Are we simply fooling ourselves about this relationship working?”
“No,” I replied with complete confidence. “We’re not.”
“We’ll be fine, no matter the distance, right?”
“Right.”
“And we can figure out what we want to do as each situation arises,” Wyn continued.
“A reasonable decision.”
Running his fingers through my hair, Wyn gave me a soft smile. “I’m glad you think so, because I’m not ready to say goodbye.”
I swallowed, soul throbbing. “Do you have a time when you will be ready?”
“That is the question,” he muttered, stroking the line of my ear. “One I don’t have an answer for.”
I leaned into Wyn’s touch. “Neither of us needs the answer yet.”
“Not yet,” Wyn said, harkening me back to my inner fire’s long cry. Not yet, indeed.
Chapter 33
The passionless experience.
We were entering the end of the second session of our experience, and our clans had finally agreed on the negotiation of our mating after a good amount of prodding from Monqilcolnen and I. Now, we were entering a tent, which had been set up by my clan. Our tent. This was the first session where fucking would be possible, and I wanted to so badly.
It had been a few days since Monqilcolnen’s and my schedule synced up, and we hadn’t spent much time together, let alone had time or energy to fuck. I was becoming rather desperate for him and hearing Cencay go on and on about him didn’t help. It stoked my jealousy while also providing much-neededinformation on Monqilcolnen. Also, I believed Cencay rattled on because they knew how much I was missing the commander.
I didn’t need to miss him now. Monqilcolnen was right in front of me, and I hoped he would wish for us to fuck in this scenario as much as I did.
The option always existed for us to say no, and the story would progress without us actually fucking. And if Monqilcolnen needed that, I was fine with it. He would always come before my physical needs. But from the hot way his golden eyes dragged over my body, I didn’t think that would be an issue.
My options popped before me, and out of the four, I selected the first, the choice to fuck, and held out my hand. Monqilcolnen moved toward me and slid his much larger hand within my grasp. More options appeared, one after another. From the options that kept popping in front of me, it seemed as if I was meant to lead this, which wasn’tmyusual, though an odd thrill of commanding the dominating Monqilcolnen rushed through me. This was my scene to run, and my soul pounded at the chance—one I wasn’t going to waste.
Wyn pulled me close, and I didn’t fight him. I wanted this; I wanted him, no matter how I could get him. It had been days, and I’d only had passing glances of him—that wasn’t enough. My instincts screamed for me to stay close to him, to never be apart. He yanked me close, and I pressed into him. My options had been silence, refusal, and passionless sex. I couldn’t imagine anything with Wyn being passionless, but I wanted to feel him close to me, in any way possible.
“Get undressed,” Wyn ordered.
A thrill went through me at him telling me what to do. My reaction slightly shocked me. In the past, I’d always preferred being in charge, but it seemed that had changed, or more likely my interests had expanded. Or it was merely Wyn. I did love when he was bossy in bed, so perhaps I wanted to surrender to him completely.
I stripped all my clothes off. The overlay technology failed when the tech plate came off, but we both ignored it, as there was no way around the flaw. Once I was completely bare, I stood in front of Wyn, my chest heaving and cock throbbing. I was fully hard and leaking for him.
He smirked and stared down at my cock. “I can see you know your place already.”
