A Bounty Hunter's Bundle

Tension

Valkyrie just found himself being held back by a level headed glaring Lincoln. It took the warrior a moment to realize he had drawn his fighting swords and had lunged at Katarin. The man that he loathed with his very soul. The man who was out to ruin their lives and relationship.

"Calm down," Lincoln hissed, easing the swords out of the warrior's grasp, after he fought him back. Katarin didn't even flinch.

"What do you want?" he snarled at the man.

"Just checking in to see how our Lincoln is doing."

"Mine...." Valkyrie hissed savagely, putting an arm around Lincoln, and gently biting his earlobe in a possessive way. The Bounty Hunter snarled at him and elbowed him in the gut.

"I am my own fucking person, so stop being territorial fucking ass holes. And stop having damn stare downs, you remind me of dogs going to piss on everything!" Lincoln snarled.

"Have you begun cycling yet?"

"Fuck no!" he screamed, "And I still have half a year! So get out of my palace before I get the guards!"  

Katarin smiled blandly, "I'm staying for the week. See how things are going."

"You stay out of my sight. Out of my way or you will be sorry," Lincoln snarled, "Now I will have a servant show you around and to you temporary quarters."

"I came in peace and brought you war horses, over five hundred. I feel you should try some damn respect," Katarin snapped back but other than an angry voice, he  displayed no anger at all. Lincoln just rolled his eyes.

"Terrific thanks, try and buy me huh." He leaned in, a hand on either side of the arm rests, and snarled inches away from Katarin's face--close enough to feel his breath on his face. "I will never love you, so don't even try and buy me, just leave me alone until it's time."

"A soon to be pregnant Jarl, needs defense, especially when that baby is the king's." Katarin snapped back, not shoving Lincoln back or hurting him or bossing him because he knew he was in Lincoln's domain and king or not the Bounty Hunter had the upper hand.

"Get out of my sight," Lincoln hissed softly making a path, "I expect you gone in one week."

Katarin dipped his head and left--Valkyrie slamming the door behind him. He faced his little mate who had his hands on his curly head. "You okay?"

"Do I fucking look okay? That man is after me!" Lincoln snapped back, and Valkyrie winced. He didn't like how much stress that man was putting on his poor mate.

Lincoln suddenly sneered though, and approached Valkyrie. "I still suppose I'm up for a round of fun? Wanna carry me back?" The warrior gladly picked up his mate, bridal style and, carried him down the halls and to their rooms.

He lay Lincoln on the bed and purred at him, "Oh you are so going to get it for all the weeks you have made me wait."

"Oh, I know, the more the merrier," Lincoln purred right back, connecting their mouths, as they began the process of removing cloths.

Authors note!

Sorry guys for the short chapter, I promise I will have more fluff next chapter. Sorry for the long update too, I have been so busy, and will try posting more. Hope you enjoy and don't for get to hit the little star for a like or drop a comment!

~Kerenza :)