Page 29 of Elven Oath

Pulling back to look into her hooded eyes, I grunt, “Cum for me, Sweet.”

Two more powerful pumps and she explodes, triggering my release as well. I swallow her scream with my mouth just as a blinding white light explodes around us once again.

Vevina

“Will it always be like that?” I ask as we make our way back to camp.

“Like what?” He asks, taking my hand with his own.

It feels weird to be holding his hand but at the same time, it feels exactly right. It’s like he’s an extension of me in some way.

“The light. It seemed even more powerful than last time.” I state, my face turning hot from remembering.

“I’m not sure. There’s not much I have found yet in the archives about mate bonds between our two peoples.” He answers. “Did you ever read anything about a bond in your own archives?”

“No. I was limited on what I was allowed to have access to. We all were. My father’s advisors kept everything hidden away from the rest of us. I’m not even sure if my own father knows what is in those books.”

“Really? Don’t you think that’s a little strange?” He asks.

“Yes, I do. It’s always felt like the advisors have some kind of strange hold on him.”

“If they control what the King does, I’m surprised they allowed him to marry you off to me.” He says and I raise my brows as I remember something.

“How fast was our wedding put together? Before you came to get me?” I ask quickly.

“Only a few weeks. It was kind of rushed in my opinion. Why?”

“My father’s main advisors have been gone for almost a month. They are due back next week.” I answer, rolling it all around in my head as I try to figure out what exactly is going on.

“So they may not even know about our marriage then.” He stops to look at me, his own questions twirling behind his eyes.

We stare at each other for several long moments until a twig snaps somewhere in the distance. We both turn, looking around us for any possible threat.

“Let’s get back to camp.” He says quietly and we turn to hurry in that direction.

When we return, Falkor and Drago have already started the fire with a hare roasting over it.

“Figured you might be too busy for hunting.” Falkor grins when we notice the roasting hare.

My face burns hot but I keep my head held high as we take a seat around the fire.

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