Wrecked | By : Wildfaerie Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 6016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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AN: So, I finally have a clear idea of where I want both my stories to end. Hopefully it won’t take me forever to get them finished. I have no idea how many more chapters there may be, but thank to those who have stuck by me. Here’s to hoping the wait isn’t too long for their completion.
Disclaimer: I do not own Blizzard and all Warcraft references belong to them. Though as usual my characters are my own. Well, Sen and Taylin belong to each other :P
Chapter 10
Straining her ears, Kreeva had attempted to eavesdrop on the two in the other room, her curiosity momentarily getting the better of her before her conscience took back control. She had already resigned herself to let them come to her when they were ready to explain everything. Besides, there were things she truly didn’t want to accidentally hear between her brother and his new mate, especially with that mating being so fresh. With a sad smile, Kreeva remembered her early days with Aaron and just how enthusiastic young love could be. Leaving the pair to themselves, Kreeva looked for something to occupy her mind.
Deciding to make herself useful, she had started to put together a simple lunch of sweetened coconut rice and baked bananas. She figured the last thing on Taylin’s mind at the moment would be cooking.
Once she had finished cooking the rice, Kreeva cast a very contained frost shock over the pot, instantly cooling it down. The cold rice and warm bananas would be a nice treat in the warm midday sun of the humid jungle. As she was carefully pulling the clay pot that held the bananas out of the ashes near the fire, Kreeva heard the couple exit the hut. Glancing up at them, she saw that they both held a small trace of a blush across their cheeks. Though her brother seemed to hold an air of frustration around him. Inwardly she grinned. She could only imagine what the young elf may have denied him to have gotten him to come off so flustered.
Smiling at the two, “Lunch be readeh if ya hungreh.” “Thanks, Kree. I’m starving,” Taylin happily answered. Wrapping the clay pot in a thick cloth to protect her hands, Kreeva was about to head inside when Taylin’s words halted her. “Wait Kreeva. It’s such a lovely day, why don’t we eat here by the fire? Besides, I’m sure you’re dying to know what happened yesterday and it’s a long story. It would be more comfortable to relax out here while I, er... we,” Taylin gestured between her and Sen, “have a lot to explain.” Sen’krii threw his hands up, shaking his head, “Oh, no mate. Dis be ya storeh. I be havin’ mah fill o’ talkin’. I jus’ ‘ere fo’ moral support. An’ fo’ da food,” he chuckled out the last bit.
Taylin glared up at him. Though truth be told, it really was her story. Mostly anyways. “Fine, but when I get to the part about us, you better help explain or,” here she lowered her voice to a whisper only Sen would hear, “I tell Kreeva how my shirt ended up shredded.” Taylin gave him a wicked grin. Sen’krii blanched. “Alrigh’, alright’ ya win,” he grumbled. With a large smile, Taylin turned back to Kreeva. “What can I do to help?” she asked.
Glancing back and forth between the two, Kreeva couldn’t help but smile at them. Things seemed to have sorted themselves out and her brother actually looked happy. “If ya jus’ get da bowls, forks, ‘n cups, I ca’ get da rest,” Kreeva answered. With a nod, Taylin headed back into the hut. Sen’krii made his way to the log of driftwood and settled himself on the sand, his back resting against the worn smooth wood. He watched as his sister placed the clay pot she was holding on a small stump they used as a simple worktable, then headed back inside.
Bringing a knee up to rest his arm on, Sen’krii let his mind drift while he watched the girls get lunch put together. He found he was content, and more at peace with himself than he had been in a long time, if ever. Sure, there were some worries about the future that still flitted through his mind, but right now, those worries held little power over him. They would get sorted eventually. Right now, in the home he shared with his sister and now his mate, Sen was truly happy. And it was all thanks to that beautiful Night Elf he had stumbled on upon the shore almost five months ago. A Night Elf he now called mate. As if sensing his thoughts, the Elf looked over to him and smiled before returning to her work. ‘Guess you were right, Kree,’ he thought to himself. She had told him that he would never be able to understand how she saw the world until he found someone that he truly loved. He used to scoff at her. Thinking she was being foolish, especially since he never had any intention of ever looking for a mate. He smiled at that thought. His mate had come to him.
The bowl in Taylin’s outstretched hand brought him out of his musings. With a thanks and a smile up at her, Sen took the offered food. Taylin was about to sit on the log behind and to the side of Sen, when she felt a tap to her calf. Thinking he meant for her to sit in the sand beside him, Taylin began to lower herself down. However, she let out a small squeak of surprise when his arm snaked around her hips and tugged her down into his lap. She wound up in the sand, sitting snuggly between his legs. Placing a swift kiss just behind her ear, Sen’krii leaned back and began enjoying his lunch, ignoring the now blushing elf seated in front of him. Sauntering out of the jungle, Tanga padded her way towards her master and his new mate. Flopping down against her master’s side, she curled against the two, lazily tossing her head onto Sen’s knee. Taylin couldn’t help but give the large cat a good scratch behind her ears. Purring appreciatively, Tanga swept out her long tongue and gave Taylin’s arm a rough lick. “Even’ ol’ Tanga be approvin’ o’ ya,” Sen said, grinning. Sen gave the large cat an affection pat to the head before refocusing on his meal.
Kreeva couldn’t help the small giggle that passed her lips as she watched the flustered elf. She almost took pity on Taylin. Newly mated trolls were incredibly protective of their mates, not to mention incredibly physical. Sen wasn’t going to be able to keep his hands off her for very long during the next month or two. Chuckling to herself, she remembered many times when an exhausted Aaron had told her to calm down after they had marked each other. Settling herself against the large stone near the fire, “So ya twos gonna start explain’ or ya jus’ gonna forget bout ol’ Kreeva?” She grinned when she saw them both jump a little at her worlds. Apparently, they had forgotten about her.
Sheepishly, Taylin looked over to Kreeva. “Thank you for lunch, it’s delicious,” she said as she took another big bite. Once her bowl was empty, she sat it aside. Looking back at Kreeva, she began, “I guess I should first start with how and why I vanished yesterday during Sen’s story.” And with that, Taylin hunkered down and told Kreeva everything of her past. Kreeva would occasionally interrupt with a question or a comment, but mostly she sat entranced by Taylin’s story.
Finally coming to a close, Taylin learned heavily back against Sen’s chest. All the talking, explanations, and the emotional roller coaster was taking its toll on Taylin. Sensing his mate’s fatigue, Sen wrapped his arms snuggly around Taylin and pulled her more firmly against him. It was time he kept up his end of the bargain, Sighing, he looked over his mate’s shoulder at his sister. Once he felt Taylin relax within the comfort of his arms, her head falling back to lay on his collar bone, he began. “Ahm sure ya figured it out by now, but yes, I claimed Tay as mah mate,” he said with a soft smile and a light blush.
Kreeva couldn’t help the large smile that slid across her face. She was genuinely happy for her brother and for the elf she had already come to think of as a younger sister. ‘Though she’s probably older than Sen and I put together,’ she mused. So many questions were vying for her to ask, but one burned heavily on her tongue. “I be seein’ da mark on Tay, but not on ya. Why?” she asked. With as protective as he already was and how he had been even before claiming her, Kreeva couldn’t believe they hadn’t made a complete bond. There was no way Kreeva could see her brother walking away from or being unfaithful to the girl he held so protectively in the circle of his arms.
A blush rose full force across Sen’s cheeks. There was no way he could answer and keep his mate’s modesty intact. Now sensing her mate’s discomfort, Taylin ran her hands lightly along his arms and gave him an almost imperceptible nod of consent. She knew he was struggling to answer without embarrassing her. But Kreeva was family to him and now to her. She deserved an answer. Seeing Taylin’s approval, Sen answered, “I lost myself ta mah instincts when I claimed her. Didna even realize I ‘ad marked ‘er til aftah I woke up dis mornin’. But I alreadeh explain everyting ta ‘er an’ we gonna be completin’ da bond. She be da onleh one I evah gonna want.” Sen’s eyes had drifted from his sister to the beautiful Elf in his lap. He couldn’t help the love filled smile that lit up his face.
“Den con.. con..,” Kreeva stuttered, grasping for the common word. “Congratulations,” Sen supplied for his sister. “Yah. Tanks. Congratulations ta da two o’ ya. An’ welcome ta da famleh,” Kreeva said with a heart-warming smile. Taylin flashed her a huge smile of her own. “Thank you, Kreeva. And thank you for welcoming me both into your home and now your family. If you hadn’t, I don’t think this arrogant and extremely stubborn mate of mine would have given me the time of day.” Taylin tried to stifle her giggles, but Sen’s huff of indignation above her head, had her bursting into a fit of laughter. Kreeva couldn’t help but join in on the infectious laughter as well. “Yah fo’got pig-headed ‘n ovah bearin’, “Kreeva added through her tears of laughter.
Rolling his eyes, Sen glared at the two females in his life. Something told him that from then on, he was always going to be outnumbered. “You two ah jus’ ‘illarious,” he said with a growl, but couldn’t help the upturn at the corners of his mouth. The girls just looked at each other and started laughing even harder.
Tears were starting to steadily stream down both their faces. Wrapping her arms lightly around herself, Taylin had finally started to catch her breath. Slowly she wiped the tears off her cheeks. “Consider that payback for when you set Tanga on me that first night after I woke up. Besides, you know it’s true. You are arrogant, stubborn, pig-headed, and overbearing,” she had ticked them off on her fingers. “But you’re also smart, loyal, kind, protective, and sexy as hell. And I wouldn’t have you any other way, mate,” she said looking up at him with love shining in her eyes.
Sen rolled his eyes again. “Women, an’ all dey pretty words. But tanks, I tink,” he smiled back at her. “I seem to remember you saying some very pretty words in the bath this morning.” Taylin giggled out. “Hush mon. Ya gonna ruin mah reputation,” he said with a smirk. “Sides, dat be onleh fo’ mah mate’s ears.”
Lost in her thoughts as she watched the couple, Kreeva couldn’t help but wonder, “Ya know, wit’ da way ya fates so entwined, I be tinkin’ dat mebbe ya be true mates.” Resting her chin on her right fist, she continued, “I dun tink Sen bein’ da one ta kill dis Leidan was chance. Den ya endin’ up ‘ere o’ all places? No, I tink da Loa be bringin’ ya tagedda.” At both their confused looks, Kreeva explained, but in Zandalari. “Sen will you translate for Taylin?” At his nod she continued, “There’s an old Zandalari legend that says when two soulmates find each other, they will be forever bound to each as true mates. When you complete the mating bond you should both be able to sense each other’s feelings when they’re strong, no matter how far apart you may be. You’ll also probably be able to share in each other’s power. Taylin will most likely receive your regeneration abilities and possibly be able to feel a bloodlust herself. As for you, Sen, you’d probably be granted an exceptionally long life to match hers, as well as some of her race’s grace and natural ability to meld with nature around them. Most trolls still believe true mates are just a myth. But they are just very, very rare. You probably don’t remember him, but our uncle, Sen’jik, had a best friend that was part of a true mate pairing. Their names were,” here Kreeva closed her eyes, searching her memories for their names. “Our uncle’s friend was named Zolzan, and his mate was Malini. You were still a baby when they used to come by. I only met them a handful of times, but I can remember Malini telling me the story of true mates. As a young girl, I fell in love with the romanticism of it all. One night, Malini took me aside and showed me something incredible. She made me swear to never tell another soul for it could put her and her mate in mortal danger. You see, Malini was a warrior skilled with sword and shield while her mate was an immensely powerful priest. They were a powerful pair and were often sent on many missions for the Horde. However, being true mates had gifted them some unique abilities that they kept hidden, fearing the more power-hungry higher ups would want to use them for personal gain, or worse, try to deconstruct the bond between them so it could be manufactured for others. Though she was a simple warrior, Malini had slid her hand across her shield and a barely perceptible priest bubble had formed around it like a second skin. Malini had gained some of her mate’s priestly powers. Needless to say, I was in awe, and she once again swore me to secrecy.”
As Sen finished his translation for Taylin, they both stared at Kreeva completely dumbfounded and in shock. Their minds were racing down near identical thought pathways. Thoughts like, ‘What did that mean for them? Could this be true?’ Then their thoughts suddenly diverged. Sen’s mind had turned to awe. ‘No wonder I’ve been so drawn to her. Even going back to being unable to leave her on the beach all those months ago. And even further back to being the one that landed the final blow on that bastard Leidan,’ he thought grinning. She really had been made for him. He thanked the Loa for putting her on his path and for their blessing. Though there were some new fears cropping up within his mind, he believed their future would be a good one and all worries were currently set aside. Besides, even he couldn’t deny her beauty, intelligence, and abilities. Yes, the Loa had blessed him with an incredible mate.
Meanwhile, Taylin’s overly analytical mind had begun to pester her with questions. ‘Would they become targets like the couple Kreeva had spoken about?’ she wondered. They already had so many hurdles ahead of them being from not only different races, but from opposing factions as well. Could they manage one more challenge? Was this really a blessing or, perhaps, more of a curse? Another thought struck Taylin that made her heart clench. Glancing up at Kreeva from the spot in the sand where her eyes had drifted while she was lost in thought, she asked, “Does this mean our thoughts and feelings weren’t our own? That the only reason we love each other is because it’s what the God’s want?” Worry and fear had permeated each of her words.
In her haste to answer the distraught girl, Kreeva had continued speaking in Zandalari. Thankfully, her brother had quickly started to translate. “Absolutely not! The feelings you two have grown for each other are your own. Your paths may have crossed thanks in part to the God’s, but the love you share came from the two of you. It’s like coming across two paths in the jungle. The world may have put the paths in front of you, but it is you who ultimately decides which road to take. Besides, the mating mark wouldn’t have been possible without some real love in your hearts. Even one-sided marks aren’t possible without some mutual trust and feelings between the pair.”
Kreeva’s words sank deep into Taylin’s heart and mind. Taylin didn’t know why she had questioned her love for Sen’krii, but the thought of her not having true control over her life, when not long ago she had been so lost and vulnerable, had struck a chord within her. She never wanted to feel that helpless again.
“You’re right, Kree. My decisions and feelings are my own,” Taylin said, her smile reaching her eyes. “Den I tink I be ‘eadin’ down ta da beach fo’ a bit. All dis talk ‘bout da past ‘as stirred up old mem’ries. I be back jus’ befo’ sunset,” Kreeva said with a knowing smirk and a wink at the couple. Standing, Kreeva made her way to the shore to be alone with her thoughts and the ghosts of her past.
Sen and Taylin both blushed as they watched Kreeva’s departing back. Gently, Sen turned Taylin in his lap so he could look upon her face more easily. Ghosting his fingertips over the mark at Taylin’s neck, but not actually touching the skin, “If dis not be wha’ ya want, I won’t force ya Tay.” His words were soft as he searched Taylin’s eyes. Taylin gave him a dazzling smile. “Of course, this is what I want. You’re what I want, ya silly troll. I just didn’t like thinking I had no control over my life. But Kree was right. This,” she tapped his chest over his heart and placed her other hand over her own heart, “this is ours. No one can take that away from us. I worked too hard to break that icy exterior of yours to give up now.” She giggled slightly and placed a quick, chaste kiss to Sen’s lips. “Now enough talk. I believe we have a mark to finish, and I’m sure we’re both curious on if we really are true mates. Not to mention what may happen if we are.” Taylin gave a little waggle of her eyebrows before getting to her feet. Holding out her hand, she started to help Sen to his. Before he could get fully to his feet, Taylin had shoved him back to the ground and took off running into the hut. Her echoes of mischievous laughter ringing in Sen’s ears. Sen landed with a hard thump. “Oh, you be gettin’ it now,” he grinned wickedly and sprinted after her.
Taylin had barely made it into Sen’s room, when two strong teal arms caught her about the middle. With a squeak, she started to half-heartedly struggle against her captor. Giving a stinging nip to the tip of one of her long delicate ears, Sen effortlessly tossed the struggling elf up and spun her around, crushing her against him with his powerful embrace. Hungrily, he slammed his lips to hers in a forceful kiss. His hands slid under her ass, pulling her higher and tighter to him. Taylin immediately responded by wrapping her legs around his waist and tangling one hand in his rich mohawk, while her other hand found purchase around a tusk, holding on for dear life. Their mouths raged war against one another. His fangs nipping harshly at her bottom lip until she opened her mouth for his probing tongue. Keeping his hands firmly on her rear for support, he continued to plunder her mouth as he allowed his primal beast within to surface. Biting down hard on her lower lip, his sharp canines punctured the soft flesh. Coppery warmth filled his mouth as he swept his tongue over the wound greedily. The lust sparked blood only adding fuel to his desires. With Taylin’s moans spurring him on, he pulled her lip between his and gave a long hard suck. Drawing more of the tangy liquid down his throat.
Suddenly, he pulled her away from him and tossed her onto the bed. She landed with a bounce; her arms braced behind her for support as she watched Sen through surprised yet excited eyes. Licking her lips, she cleaned away some of the blood as her eyes followed Sen’s movements. Sen quickly shut the door, then began prowling around the bed like a predatory cat stalking his prey. Their eyes locked on one another. Hers heavy lidded with hunger and need, his rimmed with crimson lust and passion. “Always gotta rile meh up,” he all but growled out. “Can’t help it. Your primal side excites me,” she purred. Sen stared at her like she was the prize of a hunt. His instincts on overdrive. “Dat so, mate?” his eyes now slits as he continued to stare down at her. “Strip fo’ meh ‘n mebbe I let da beast come out ‘n play,” he smirked. He pulled tighter at the reigns of his primal instincts. They demanded he take her, but he needed to punish his mate for her earlier challenges to his dominance. His control fraying at the edges when she submissively, yet teasingly, started to slowly peel off her clothing.
Blushing, Taylin did as she was told. His dominance had heat pooling between her legs. Once she had tossed the final scrap of clothing to the floor where it landed in a heap with the rest of her clothes, she leaned back on her hands, presenting her naked form to his hungry eyes. Sen devoured the sight of her. His eyes trailing up and down every inch of her exposed flesh. Taylin felt as though his heated gaze left scorching trails across her skin in their wake.
When Taylin had locked eyes with his and subtly spread her legs, as if beckoning him, his last shred of control snapped. Instantly, he had shed his clothes, and, with a deep growl, he pounced atop his submissive mate. Taylin’s heart pounded in her chest when Sen gathered both her hands within one of his larger ones and pinned them above her head. This time she didn’t struggle. This time, she completely submitted beath her powerful mate. She threw her head back baring her throat. Instantly, Sen had his jaws around her throbbing artery. Her life literally held between his sharp teeth. He bit down just enough to confirm his dominance over her, her pulse quickening and his teeth leaving small bruises. Roughly, he dragged his tongue over the tender flesh. While his mouth was busy at her throat, Sen’s free hand had slid down between them and was slowly torturing her swollen bud.
His intensity and his actions had Taylin gulping for air. Her entire body was afire as the flames of desire licked across her sensitive flesh. Trailing his rough tongue from the hollow of her throat to the side of her chin, he growled at her to look at him. Complying, she strained to open her eyes against the onslaught of his fingers between her legs. When she finally locked eyes with his, he roughly thrusted a finger deep within her tight passage. Taylin bit back a moan as her eyes clenched shut. Sen immediately withdrew his hand and placed his damp fingers around Taylin’s jaw, forcing her to face him. “I said look at meh,” he hissed. Her eyes having once again found his, Sen nodded and released her jaw. “Dat’s mah elfie. I wanna see ya come undone. Den I wanna hear ya scream mah name when I take ya,” he purred into her ear almost menacingly. His hand resumed its place between her thighs, his finger pumping a harsh rhythm. She kept her gaze locked on his as she felt that familiar tightness start to build. However, when he pushed a second finger inside, she had to fight like hell to keep her eyes open. Her body was trembling, and her breathing was becoming increasingly ragged with every thrust and stroke of his fingers. That crest was so close. Sen could sense it too. Thrusting his fingers deep, he curled them at the same time he brushed his thumb over her sensitive clit. Stars exploded behind Taylin’s eyes as her body clamped down tight around Sen’s hand. Incoherent moans streamed past her lips as her body shook. Sen slowly withdrew his hand and removed his other hand from her wrists at the same time.
Reaching over to the nightstand, Sen grabbed the comb from earlier. Placing it in her hands, still above her head, he wrapped her fingers around it. “Ya ‘ands stay dere,” he commanded. Weakly, Taylin nodded. Her body only starting to calm down. Aggressively, Sen began to pepper her chest with hot kisses and drag the cool bone of his tusks across her heated skin. Grabbing her breasts with both hands, he roughly kneaded the soft globes, his calloused thumbs brushing over her peaked nipples. As he pinched and pulled at the pert pebbles, Sen momentarily worried he was being too rough with his precious mate, but Taylin arched into his touch, moans of pleasure escaping her parted lips. ‘Apparently she meant it when she said my primal side excited her. His little elf liked it rough.’ He was glad for that because he would never want to cause her true pain. Clearing his head of all remaining thoughts, Sen allowed his instincts to fully take over. He kissed a trail down her body til he reached the apex of her thighs, giving each inner thigh a harsh nip, leaving red welts from his teeth. Glancing up Taylin’s naked form, he watched her reactions as he slid his tongue up the entire length of her dripping sex. The taste of her arousal heavy on his tongue.
Taylin’s hips bucked at the contact. Her body burned from within, and Sen’s touch was only stoking the flames. Her fingers clenched around the comb, causing her knuckles to turn white. When Sen’s tongue slid between her folds and circled her clit, a rough moan tore from her lips, but when he flicked just the tip of his rough tongue across that sensitive bud, she threw her head back and loudly moaned Sen’s name. She was rapidly coming undone again.
Grinning at his naked mate sprawled out before him, Sen’krii gave one last flick of his tongue to her center before crawling up her body. He almost couldn’t suppress his chuckle as she wantonly whimpered at the loss of contact. Rocking his hips, Sen slid his thick member between her damp folds, her juices coating him. He didn’t enter her. Instead, he teased her overly stimulated bud with the head of his throbbing member, toying with her. Taylin tried tilting her hips to pull him within, but Sen was having none of that. He was enjoying playing with her. That is until she began to beg. “Please, mate, please,” repeatedly fell from Taylin’s lips over and over like a mantra. She desperately wanted to feel him inside, for him to claim her. Bracing himself above her with one arm, he slipped his other between them and angled himself to her entrance. With one hard thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. Taylin screamed his name in both pain and ecstasy. Sen quickly swallowed her cries and moans with hungry open-mouthed kisses.
Recovering from the onslaught to her body, Taylin wrapped her legs tightly around Sen’s hips. At her encouragement, Sen’krii started to pound into her with full force. Her body was surely going to be badly bruised, but Taylin was in ecstasy. She tried to match her hips to his merciless speed, but as she felt that edge growing close, she relented. Giving him complete control.
Sen’s own release was fast approaching, but they still had something to do. Rearing back onto his knees, he pulled Taylin up with him. One hand gripped her ass cheek firmly while he snaked his other arm up her back and wrapped his hand tightly around the back of her neck. His hold both stabilizing her and forcing her to comply with the unrelenting speed of his thrusts. Taylin dropped the comb and her hands found purchase wrapped around his upper arms, her nails biting deep into his thick skin. Gravity was working in his favor as it pulled her further down his thick shaft. He penetrated even deeper, his head brushing against the back of her cervix. The sensation nearly pushing them both over the edge. Growling with his restraint, he pulled Taylin’s head forward and caught her lower lip between his teeth. Sucking hard, he reopened the wound from earlier. As soon as the coppery fluid coated his tongue, he released her lips. Sliding his tusks over her shoulder, he pressed her face into the bend of his neck and shoulder. His voice thick and heavy with his need and exertion, “Bite hard. Now!” He thrusted up painfully hard and deep as Taylin sank her small but sharp teeth into his skin. Warm blood filled her mouth as Sen released a loud growl that was more akin to a roar, releasing deep within her. She clawed at his back as her body convulsed and clamped around him like a vice, milking him for all he was worth. The orgasm ripped through them both as the double bond snapped into place. Heat raced through their bodies from their marks. Another smaller, yet no less intense, orgasm tore through them, forcing them both to arch in pleasure and pain.
Gently laying Taylin back, Sen’krii pulled himself from her wet depths and collapsed on his side next to her. They were both panting hard. Their bodies shuddering at each breath from exhaustion and sheer bliss. Taylin managed to find her voice first, “That was…” she trailed off. Not being able to come up with an appropriate word. Her mind was in complete disarray. Sen merely nodded his agreement, knowing he couldn’t come up with anything either. Idly, Taylin ran her fingertips over the mark at her throat. Hissing, Sen immediately grabbed her hand away. “Dun do dat!” he growled. “Why not?” Taylin asked, confused at his reaction. With a tired smirk, “Cause,” and with that he ran his fingers over her mark at his throat. “Oh God’s,” Taylin half yelled half moaned. It felt as though she was instantly at the edge of another orgasm. ‘No wonder Sen had yanked my hand away so quickly,’ she thought. They were both too spent to handle another immediate cliff fall.
“I be guessin’ we true mates aftah all,” Sen’krii said as he flopped to his back and threw his arm across his eyes. “I take it normal marks don’t cause that sort of reaction?” Taylin mumbled. “Nah. Dey be sensitive ta each otha, but not like dat,” Sen’krii said with a groan, his voice still husky from exhaustion and desire. “I’ve touched my mark before, and it never caused anything like this,” she stated, her fingers itching to touch the mark again. “I felt it befo’ but it was barely a’ echo compared ta dis. An’ da bond wasn’ complete. We trolls be hungreh tings. Da marks help get our mates in da mood. Doe it does work both ways,” he winked. Rolling to her side against Sen, Taylin raised up on her elbow to gaze down at her mate. Her other hand trailing idle patterns across his chest. ‘What if I…’ her thoughts trailed off with a grin as she brushed her fingers over the mark on his throat. Not only did heat sear through her, but it also seared through Sen, who had immediately flipped Taylin to her back and pinned her arms. “Ya be playin’ wit’ fiyah, mate” Sen growled against her lips, his tusks to either side of her jaw. His member already thick with need pressed along her inner thigh. Taylin licked her lips, her eyes full of challenge as she looked at him seductively. “Then make me burn. Mate.” She had overly punctuated ‘mate’, causing Sen’s instincts to rise at her challenge. The night had only just begun for the two of them.
Meanwhile, Kreeva had rolled her eyes as a flock of birds had been startled out of the trees. Even she had heard Sen’krii’s roar. Standing, she brushed off the sand dusting her legs. ‘I suppose I can head back. About time too, it’s getting cold,’ she giggled slightly. Slowly she made her way back to the home she shared with her family. As she neared the dying fire, she saw that the mess from lunch had been left untouched. Tanga had licked the bowls clean, including the pot that held the leftovers. “Greedy cat,” she scolded the lounging feline who was currently stretched out along the driftwood log, purring contently as the tip of her tail flicked back and forth. Sighing, Kreeva began to clean up. ‘Impatient young ones,’ she mused. Just as she finished picking up the last of the dishes and was about to head inside, her sensitive ears picked up certain sounds coming from Sen’s room. Kreeva rolled her eyes again as she dumped the dishes into the sink. She’d deal with the mess in the morning. With a glance over her shoulder towards her brother’s door, she made her way to her room. ‘It’s going to be a long night,’ she sighed.
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