“No. You don’t look like any men I’ve met on this side of the border. And no one would wear a t-shirt like yours.”

  “What’s wrong with my t-shirt?”

  His light blue t-shirt had a glass of beer with foam on top and the text, I make beer disappear, what’s your super power?

  “Alcohol is illegal here, but it’s not just your t-shirt. You’re too big and hairy and you have an accent.”

  “An accent? I don’t have a fucking accent.”

  “Yes, you do. All you Northlanders speak with an accent.”

  “Huh. You don’t sound that different from us when you speak, except that you pronounce all the words more clearly maybe. We have a guy on the News who speaks a bit like you. Real proper, you know?”

  “Take a left here.”

  Tyton, who was a bit ahead of me, complied and ran up the dirt road to my family home.

  Stopping in front of the entrance, he turned to me. “Is this a typical Motlander house?”

  “For this area it is.”

  Nellie was in the window barking like crazy.

  “The dog is old and a little grumpy, but she won’t bite.”

  “Don’t worry. I’m great with dogs.”

  “We’ll see. Oh, here she comes.” Using the dog door, Nellie came running out to sniff Tyton.

  “Hey, sweetie.” He reached down his hand and spoke to her in a soft voice. “I'll bet you’re confused. Devina told you she was bringing back a girl from the Northlands, didn’t she? And I’m probably the ugliest girl you’ve ever seen.”

  I smiled at his humor.

  “You didn’t think she’d bring home a large Nman instead, did you?”

  The moment he said it, I stopped and stared at him. “That’s not even funny. Think about how this would look to others! You’re an Nman and the first time I met you was a nightmare. And here I am bringing you to my house. People would think I’m crazy.”

  Tyton was squatting and stopped petting Nellie when he looked up at me. “Screw what others would think. What matters is that you know I wouldn’t hurt you. You trust me, right?”

  My chest rose in a deep intake of air. “Yeah, call me naïve, but I feel safe with you.”

  “Good!” He rose up to his full height and stood in front of me.

  Leaning my head back I pondered out loud, “Besides, if you wanted to kidnap me you would have done it the first time I came to the Northlands. I know from experience that you’re crazy strong.” Opening the door wider, I walked in and heard him close it behind us.

  Turning on lights, I walked through the house. “Told you it was messy. I’m packing and organizing everything.”

  “Wow, you weren’t exaggerating. This makes my place seem tidy.”

  In the open kitchen, I turned to him. “Would you like something to eat or drink?”

  “Just water.” He followed me and when I poured water into glasses, he was close behind me. “Are you still cold?”

  “Yeah. That ocean water was frigid.”

  “A day of extremes, huh? You’ve gone from overheating to freezing.” The edge of his lips lifted.

  “You could say that. All I want now is a warm shower and a bed.”

  A slow, mischievous smile spread on his lips. “That sounds amazing.”

  Oh, not again… Just like back in the meadow, butterflies took over my stomach and the sheer look of lust on his face made me want to do everything we’d done earlier today.

  His hand slid up my arm. “I could warm you up.”

  He already was, as heat was spreading in my body and my hands were shaking, so I set my water down and saw him do the same.

  “Look, Tyton, we talked about this…”

  The way his breathing picked up made it obvious that his heart-rate was racing just like mine, and when his eyes lowered to my lips, an electric impulse ran up and down my spine. The pull between us was stronger than my will power and when he kissed me, I kissed him back like it was a matter of survival.

  My hands squeezed around his waist, pressing myself against him while his hands were in my hair holding me in a tight grip as he kissed me with an intense hunger that matched my own.

  All the rational details of why we shouldn’t do this were washed away, and my sole focus was on feeling and tasting this massive man who made me feel so deliciously wanted.

  “Fuck, Devina. There’s no way I’m leaving here without claiming you. You’re mine!” His words were pure nonsense but at the same time the most arousing ones I’d ever heard.

  I was smiling as our tongues did another round of seductive dancing around each other.

  “Say you want this too.” His hands were sliding up under my shirt and it made every nerve ending on my naked skin feel like an erogenous zone.

  “My bed is upstairs,” I managed to get out between moaning and kissing.

  “I don’t have time for beds.” With a growl of arousal, Tyton picked me up and carried me to the dinner table. His eyes were hooded when he set me down and pushed me back with a strong hand on my shoulder. “I want you naked.”

  I watched in awe as he tore at my pants to get them off.

  Slow down. It was right there on my tongue, but the truth was I didn’t want him to take it easy. I wanted him as much as he wanted me and so I lifted my behind to make it easier for him to get the baggy boy pants off of me and was rewarded with another sexy growl when he tore them off me.

  A desperate need to touch him made me reach out to lift his shirt, indicating for him to take it off.

  With a hand behind my neck, Tyton raised me up to sit in front of him and then he pulled off his t-shirt and stood like an oven of body heat in front of me. He was broad-chested and while he investigated my body, I did the same with his. I registered his hands lifting my breasts as if he wanted to feel their weight, but I was busy sliding my fingers down his abdomen with deep fascination. There were six squares under his strong chest and a line of light brown hair that led from his navel down to his pants.

  “Gorgeous,” he muttered and leaned down to take one of my nipples into his mouth.

  “Take off your pants.”

  “What?” The word was muffled because he’d filled his mouth with my left breast.

  “I want to see where the line leads.”

  “What line?” He straightened a little and looked down at himself.

  “That line in the middle of your lower squares.” I pointed to the hairs under his navel.

  “Squares? You mean my six-pack?”

  I nodded to his pants again. “Take them off.”

  “Oh wow, who would have thought Motlanders could be so demanding?” His smile was cheeky when he opened his pants and pushed them down a little.

  My fingers trailed down the line until it hit more hair, but he would need to push his pants lower so I could see everything. “More.”

  He laughed. “You want more?”

  “Yeah. I want to see all of you.”

  “Then you do it.” His voice was hoarse with arousal and, biting down on his lower lip, he raised his hands. “I’m all yours.”

  It was like a challenge and moving further out on the edge of the table, I sat naked with my fingers pushing down on his pants.

  “Fuck, you don’t know how hot it is to have you undress me.”

  We locked eyes and then I tugged him closer to me. “I never got to see that part of you in the meadow.”

  “I didn’t know you wanted to.”

  “I’m a curious woman.”

  His fingers pushed a lock of my hair back and he gave me a lopsided grin. “But if nudity really isn’t a big deal to you, then you must have seen lots of dicks.”

  “Never one that was hard.” Without breaking eye contact, I slid his pants all the way down. He had nothing on underneath since he’d left behind his wet briefs on the beach.

  His lips were parted and he breathed faster when my hands slid over his naked and very firm behind.

  Slowly, my eyes lowered down his strong chest to his navel and along that trail of hair that ran all the way to his crotch.

  His penis was enormous and pointing right at me.

  “Don’t be scared,” he whispered and used a finger to lift my chin and meet his eyes again.

  “I’m not scared.”

  “Then why did your eyes just double in size?”

  “I was just surprised at the size, that’s all.”

  “Do you want to touch it?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  Kissing me and nibbling on my lower lip, I could feel him smile. “Go ahead then.”

  Tyton groaned with pleasure when I stroked my fingers up and down his long shaft.

  “You call your penis Dick? Is it normal for men to give that part of their body a name?”

  He pulled back to see my right hand investigate his erection.

  “It’s another word for it, not a name. I prefer cock or dick but there are a million words for it.”

  “Oh, I see.”

  Careful not to hurt him, I closed my hand around his shaft but he was too large for my fingers to reach all around.

  When I rubbed my hand up and down on his shaft, he closed his eyes with a sound of pain in his throat. Fearing I was doing something wrong, I let go.

  “No, don’t stop. It felt amazing.” Taking my hands, he brought them back and showed me how to hold on even tighter.

  “You sure I’m not hurting you?”

  “Yeah, I’m sure…” He pushed the words out and tensed his jaw and then he began rocking his hips back and forth while keeping my hands around the tip of his cock.

  His mouth was open and his eyes fixed on my breasts. And from the way his breathing became shallow and fast, I knew this felt good to him.

  “You like my hands on you?”

  “Uh-huh.” His answer was strangled, and I was fascinated at the redness that spread up his neck and the way his face tensed up.

  He dipped his head and kissed me while moving his hips faster. “Oh fuck, I should… Oh… this is… Devina… I…” Every syllable was pushed out like his brain was fighting a battle to communicate, and then his eyes squeezed and he moaned out in a long deep sound. “Ohhhh.”

  I felt something wet on my chest and looked down to see the head of his dick pumping out semen.

  Earlier today, I’d orgasmed in his arms and there was a warm sense of pride inside me that I got to return the favor.

  When he opened his eyes, I smiled at him.

  “That’s not how I wanted this to go.” He rubbed his face, but I kept smiling at him.

  “You gave me an orgasm and now I gave you one. That’s good, isn’t it?”

  His eyes fell to the semen on my chest and stomach. “I’ve jerked off a million times myself, but to feel your soft hand on me was divine.”

  “Divine, huh?” My smile grew bigger.

  He leaned in to kiss me again. “Devina and divine sounds the same anyway.”

  Reaching for some tissues, I dried myself off. Tyton took another one and helped, and soon we were back to kissing and exploring each other’s bodies.

  “You never asked me what position I wanted to try the most,” he mumbled.

  I was still sitting on the edge of the table and felt his fingers squeeze my hips only to slide down and lift my legs up. My heart beat faster with excitement.

  “There are two that I’m dying to try.” Tyton pulled back from kissing me. “Lean back.”

  Trusting him, I laid back, propping myself on my elbows, curious to see what he was going to do.

  With intense desire radiating from him, he lifted my legs up and placed them against his strong chest before aligning our bodies and using his thumb to rub over my clitoris. “This is one of them.”

  I bit my lip.

  “You’re so damn wet.” Using his fingers, he opened me up and inserted a finger inside me. I closed my eyes and moaned a little.

  “Open your eyes.” His tone was demanding. “I want to see the expression in your eyes when I claim you.”

  I smiled but now wasn’t the time to point out that claiming was a thing of the past. I was a modern woman and no man could ever... I didn’t have a chance to finish my thoughts on the matter before something much larger than a finger pressed against my core.

  “Look at me!”

  Tyton had his hands hooked under my knees, holding them up while I pushed up from my elbows to let my hands support the weight of my torso.

  “Are you seeing this?”

  “Yes.” I looked down to see him push against me. His cock looked enormous and I frowned, doubting that it would work.

  He intensified the pressure and the plum-shaped tip of his cock moved inside me.

  “Oh, Mother Nature.” This was like five fingers at the same time and somewhat painful.

  He pulled back a little, only to push in more, and when his entire crown was inside of me, he rocked back and forth.

  Lowering myself back to my elbows, I locked eyes with him again. “We’re really doing this.”

  His eyes were glowing with pride. “You’re mine now!”

  I closed my eyes taking in the sensation of being stretched by Tyton.

  He kept going and what had felt like too much at first became pleasurable.

  I followed his lead when he lowered my feet and pulled me to stand only to move me around and push me down over the table.

  “Lift your knee.” He touched my right hip and I complied, lifting my knee up on the table. “You look fucking gorgeous.”

  I held onto the edge of the table when he squatted down behind me and licked me like I was his favorite candy.

  We were back in that special place of ours where nothing else mattered. His sounds of hunger as he kept kneading my behind and licking me made it easy to relax and enjoy the sexual pleasure that I hadn’t known until I met Tyton.

  Squeezing the table harder, I closed my eyes, moaning out loud. “Yes, Tyton. It feels amazing. So good.”

  I was like clay in his hands and he kept pushing me higher and higher until my insides began contracting in that same delicious way they had in the meadow today.

  “Mmm…” My moans grew deeper and just when I was about to let go, he got up and pushed inside of me. It was an exquisite feeling of joy that overtook me as the table shook from his moving in and out of me.

  “Yes. Yes… oh, Tyton, yes.”

  His fingers were boring into my hips and we were both panting but I didn’t want any of it to stop. I was soaring above all worries and no grief could reach me this high up in our special place.

  “More… yes, Tyton… this feels so good.”

  “You’re mine now. Mine!” His hips slammed against my behind as he kept pushing in and out of me.

  My orgasm felt like a ball of fire growing in size until it exploded and spread as euphoria in my bloodstream. I couldn’t hold back the scream that followed. “Oh, yes, that’s it. Yes!”

  Tyton growled low, wrapped his arms around my waist, and held me in a firm grip. The guttural sounds that came from him sounded like “I’m coming.”

  He was coming inside me. I knew it and the romantic part of me welcomed it. This wasn’t what Nana had meant when she told me to get pregnant, but it felt right.

  As soon as I moved, Tyton’s hold on me tightened to an iron grip. It felt so primeval and in my state of post-orgasmic bliss I pushed back against him like a nonverbal assurance that I was okay with his filling me up with his semen.

  He leaned over me and kissed my spine with a deep sigh of satisfaction.

  CHAPTER 26

  Constant Stream of Letters

  Tyton

  Three weeks after my night with Devina, I sat against a tree in our garden with Lilo and Rocky lying next to me. The two Newfoundland puppies had been a gift from my dad to my mom now that she had no more children to fuss over, but I was the one who spent the most time with them and they were exhausted from running on our estate all morning.

  In my hands were the latest chapters to the book and once I’d made my last comment, I picked up the letter Devina had attached this time and read it again.

  Dearest Tyton,

  Here are the last three chapters. I’ve included the scenes you wrote and I have to say that I loved Mark’s inner thoughts on his relationship with Deidra. I cried when he spoke about his desire for intimacy. To feel her and to be felt by her. To dare being naked, vulnerable, and flawed. To find acceptance and safety and to be a haven of love for her. It was so beautiful when he admitted that the intimacy that he had found with Deidra was better than what he had imagined it could ever be.

  For Mark to be willing to live in the Motherlands in order to have a family is the most romantic thing ever and I think readers will love the dramatic ending to the book. I know I cried when I wrote it, so hopefully it will touch them as well.

  This morning I woke up wondering if Mark’s thoughts about intimacy were your own. Were those your thoughts that night we spent together?

  I wish I could see you again, but I stick by my decision that it’s better if we stay apart. Although often, when I’m in my bed trying to sleep, I come up with all sorts of crazy plots in my head to find a way for us to be together.

  Part of me wants to ask you to come here, like Mark did in the book, but we’ve been over this so many times and the chance we took by you coming here the last time was reckless.

  I couldn’t hide you in the house forever and once the authorities knew you were here, they would hand you back to King Jeremiah, who would kill you for breaking the law of never crossing the border.

  Even if we could beg the authorities to let you stay, we wouldn’t be together. I guarantee that they would submit you to long-term evaluation in a closed facility.

  I can’t bear the thought that you’d come to resent me in time for coming between you and your parents, siblings, nephews and nieces. You’re always so protective of me, but this time, I’m also protective of you.

  May your day be filled with sunshine and good thoughts,

  Love, Devina

 

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