“Oh, yeah.” Her hands caressed my shoulders, my chest. “Think you can manage that?”
And I, grinning, made a show of sighing, even as I settled her into position. “Work, work, work…”
I made her come five times before she called for a break and fell asleep on top of me. I let her rest for a few hours before my Kteer’s demands became too much to bear, and I flipped her over and licked her from behind until she came twice more. I slid into her, allowing her to come on my cock again, before withdrawing and settling between her legs again.
It was like I couldn’t get enough of her pleasure, of bringing her to climax. As many times as I came, it was her pleasure my Kteer demanded.
I don’t think she got much sleep that night. But I got even less; my Kteer kept me awake, even just staring down at her in my arms. It was insatiable, like a song that kept cycling back to a chorus it hadn’t finished yet, and I decided this sensation—of more more claim fuck mine mine more now—was even stronger than the Mating Heat I’d experienced so long ago.
Once, Kesha stirred, her eyes opening in the dark. I didn’t think she was truly awake, but she hummed. “Your eyes are glowing.”
“What?” I startled.
“Your eyes are green,” she mumbled. “Again.”
Again? I frowned. “Sometimes that happens when an orc is in the throes of some sort of emotion.”
Her lips curls as she snuggled closer. “What kind of emotion?”
“I’ll show you,” I growled, lowering my lips to her skin.
Her fingers curled in my hair as she sighed, “I love you, Korrad.”
Yeah, that emotion.
I loved her so much that my eyes were glowing? I’d never heard of that before, and made a mental note to ask Giza, the older male who lived in town, if he’d ever heard of it. The only other time my eyes had glowed was when I was first Mated to Sharra…
Kesha mentioned it again the next morning, and after I fed her, licked her pussy until she came twice more, and tucked her in for a nap, I studied my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Yeah, my eyes were glowing, and I couldn’t explain why. The sight made my Kteer growl, a strange reaction I couldn’t place. My whole chest felt itchy, like something was out of place, something wasn’t finalized…
I realized my claws were digging into my skin, as if I could scratch that itch away. But I couldn’t—my whole body felt on edge, confused. As if I was missing something important.
Something to do with Kesha.
Shaking my head, I went back to her. We still had a few more hours, and there were a few places I hadn’t fucked her yet…
By Sunday afternoon, we were both worn out. My cock could barely twitch, but my Kteer still wasn’t silent, urging me to claim her again. I was frustrated with the damned thing, but it didn’t seem to matter.
Kesha was dozing on my chest when my phone rang. I picked it up to check the time. Three-thirty. In ninety minutes I’d go get the boys, and our little vacation from reality would be over.
“Who’s calling?” Kesha murmured.
“Brak. Probably has a question about the boys. He’ll text.”
I went to put the phone down again when it buzzed—a text message.
CALL ME ASAP. CAN’T FIND THE BOYS.
I sat up so fast I dislodged Kesha, and my fingers shook as I clicked his number. As soon as he picked up, I barked, “You’re on speaker. Tell us everything.”
I could hear my brother’s stress through the line. “The boys were supposed to be back here thirty minutes ago. They said they were going to their fort, and you let them go all the time.”
Kesha’s nails were digging into my forearm—I could feel her panic, matching mine. “We do. That’s where they said they were going this afternoon, right?”
“Do you know where it is?” Brak snapped. “We don’t. Joss is searching the beach, I’m in the woods.”
“It’s behind our house, that’s all I know.” I glanced at Kesha, who was already pushing herself to her feet.
She leaned over the phone to say to my brother, “We’ll meet you in the woods in five minutes.” Then she met my eyes. “I’m going to get dressed. Don’t even think about telling me to stay home.”