We slow down.

He likes to slow down.

Collect himself.

Drag things out.

And I ache for him the whole time.

“My hunter,” he whispers against my skin, his tongue flitting out against my chest. “My mate. We will slay every Hyperborean that stands in our way, and we will bathe in their silver blood…”

“Yes,” I sigh. “Yes…”

“A trail of corpses will be all that remains when we’re through,” he says. “And then I’ll take you to the stars and we will scour the wilds of Wildervane. Sweet, deadly Fawn…”

He bucks into me like he can’t hold out any longer, and then he’s fucking me again. Hard and fast, he rails into me, the spines dragging at all the sensitive points in my ass, his scales rubbing against my clit, his other cock filling my pussy completely. I bounce on top of him, his eyes trained on my breasts, and he takes me into his mouth with sharp teeth.

I cry out at the pleasure and the pain and come as he explodes between my legs, hot arousal seeping into the water around us. I curl my body against him and lift my hips once, twice.

I try to bite him again and fail…

…I’ll have to mark him in some other way.

He’s coming down from his orgasm, oblivious to my actions beside where we touch. In one fluid motion, I reach for my hunting knife, and I knick him across the neck. Nyrik snarls and snaps his head toward me, but I’m already sucking on the wound, tasting his blood…

He groans and throws his head back, and he thrusts into me once more.

I pull back and run my fingers over the wound, making Nyrik hiss out a breath. I meet his eyes and chuckle.

“Humans have a saying,” I say. “All’s fair in love and war.”

“You are a creature of such violence,” he says. “Made for one such as me.”

“That’s right,” I tell him. “And you, for me. Now…we should probably get out of here before your friends from the Hunt come looking for us.”

“You’re right,” he says. “Into orbit—until the time is right.”

“Sounds good,” I say. “I’m looking forward to seeing space.”

Nyrik’s eyes warm, and I realize I’m starting to pick up on his emotional cues already.

He really likes me.

“I have so many things to show you, sweet Fawn.”

And together, we start our journey.

Our new hunt.

Our happily ever after.

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