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“Well, then. A fae living up to their kind’s reputation for cleverness.” He pulled her deeper into his side, leaning down to say quietly, “Don’t worry yourself over it. Whatever he asks, I’m sure it won’t be nefarious.”
Aislinn carded her fingers through Hakon’s hair, biting her lip as she peered down at him between her thighs. He always made such a delicious sight there, his brown eyes hot and hungry in his flushed green face, his big shoulders wedged between her legs or her knees thrown over them.
He settled himself down the bed between her thighs and looked content as a cat to stay there all morning.
He pressed his face more firmly into her flesh, lapping at her mercilessly. One of his hands circled over her thigh to spread her wide, and a fingertip began to play at her clitoris as his tongue thrust inside her.
Sucking in a breath, Aislinn palmed her breasts, plumping them and running her thumbs over her nipples as he went back to giving her a most thorough tongue-lashing.
Aislinn looked down at Hakon—only to find her betrothed grinning widely, with no intention of stopping. “We’re awake,” Aislinn called back, heart pounding, “but—” She clenched her fingers in his hair to get him to slow his infernal tongue. “—indecent.”
She tasted herself on him, and a fresh spark of lust began to burn in her belly. She spread her thighs for him, and he nestled his hips against hers, his cock burning against her mons. Aislinn gasped at the heat of him. “Put me inside you, vinya.
Keeping his gaze, she reached down to take him in hand. He burned her palm, spend already leaking down the shaft. She slicked her hand up and down in gentle, firm pumps, watching as he twitched and grew hungrier.
She guided his cockhead to her entrance, biting her lip to feel how their bodies sealed together. He wasted no time, pushing deep inside. His hips pressed forward, not stopping until he was fully seated inside her.
With his size, it was never a truly easy entry, but she loved the burn and stretch, loved how he opened her wide and made room for himself, demanding his place inside her body and heart and life.
“You’re going to feel me all day. Through every speech and ceremony, you’ll feel me here, deep inside you, and know whose mate you are.”
Their bodies met again and again in a litany of wet slaps, the sound and smell of sex filling the room. Noises escaped her lips, mewls and groans and pleas for more, harder, yes. She demanded everything and she received it, her halfling taking her with a relentlessness that left her breathless.
Slick and spend leaked from where they joined, easing his way. His thrusts grew quicker, his rhythm breaking apart.
“Come for me, vinya. Let me have this until I can strip you from your wedding gown tonight.” The image and the promise of it pushed her over the edge into perfect pleasure. She writhed with it, milking his cock and drawing him impossibly deeper.
“You were my friend first,” Aislinn said, tears gathering at her lashes. “You’ve always seen me for who I am. Your patience, your kindness, everything you are is a gift. One I will cherish all the rest of my days. Not everyone is lucky enough to marry their friend, but today, I’m a very lucky woman.”
“Although, perhaps my big strong mate might want to steal me away in the old way? For a day or two?” That got her a purr, his pupils dilating as his gaze turned hungry. His hand slid to her backside under the table and squeezed. “Orek’s told me about a cave, perfect for stealing away with a mate.”
And at the front stood Orek and Sorcha, surrounded by their family, their own new baby boy tucked safely in Sorcha’s arms.
Sharing their pregnancies had only strengthened the friendship between Aislinn and Sorcha, as well as Hakon and Orek. Sorcha’s son Fionn had arrived just two weeks before Rosie, and Hakon suspected they would be fast friends as they grew.
