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“That’s why you’re acting like I’m made of fucking porcelain?” she demanded, tugging her hair into a high bun as she started riding me. I’d never seen anything more glorious in my life. She was a goddess, sent down from the heavens to save my undeserving soul.

She gripped my pecs, tightening her fingers as her hips whipped over me in a frenzy. She was taking her pleasure and fucking hell was I enjoying the ride. I was the one digging my blunted claws into the sheets now—struggling not to grip her hips in case it would hurt her.

Her breasts shook in front of me, jiggling with each movement. I was entranced by her—obsessed with her. My balls were drawing up again and my feet scrabbled on the bed, struggling to find an anchor that would stop the freight train that was about to slam into me.

There was nothing I could do. My female cried out, her movements stuttering as she came and I took over, grabbing her hip with one hand and her ass with the other, using her cunt to milk my cock as I came with her.

I bellowed to the heavens, thanking them for sending her to me, but I knew there would never be enough gratitude. Never be enough ways to thank them for her.

I pumped her full, feeling my cum spilling out. I turned us, pushing deeper inside, praying that my seed could take hold. That this time would be the time that I filled her with my young. I lay over her, shuddering as she moaned deliriously.

“That was amazing,” she purred, and I gave one last thump of my hips, making her squeal.

I pulled out, staring down at where we’d been joined and using my fingers to fill her with more of my cum. She gave me a dreamy smile and moan, her arms and legs spread like she was a starfish.

Without any warning, she tugged my fingers up from where they’d been stuffing her pussy full. My lips parted in awe as she sucked one into her mouth, humming with contentment.

“So sweet,” she whispered, referring to my cum that still coated them.

I don’t think I’m going to survive this mating.

“Did I hurt you?” I demanded instead, eyeing the bandage on her face.

She shook her head, pulling a pillow to tug under her head. “No, that was exactly what I needed,” she murmured, giving my other finger a hard suck. “And I can go for another round if you’re up to it.”

Since my cock had barely settled down from the first round, it perked up right away, eager for her attention. “Whatever my mate wants,” I said with a grin, before moving over her again.

Chapter Forty-Four

Penelope

I woke to the quiet murmur of voices, my eyes flying open with fear and adrenaline pumping through my veins. I looked around, my head throbbing, but it was just my parents and Becca sitting on the side of our bed at the hotel. I sat up, grateful I’d covered myself with a robe after our shower, since Dristan had torn apart my clothes from the day before.

The soft, relieved smiles on their faces told me they’d been waiting for me to wake up.

“Hi,” I murmured, taking their hands in mine and looking over at the door of the suite’s bedroom, where Dristan stood, his huge form offering comfort and protection.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Mom whispered, hugging me close. “We were so scared. When they took you—” she broke off on a sob, and I shook my head, unable to stop the tears from escaping. Dad bundled us close, a hard breath shuddering out of him. Becca joined in, tears falling down her face.

“I’m so glad you’re safe, Pen. I don’t know what I’d have done if anything happened to you.”

Dad turned to look at Dristan, murmuring, “Thank you.”

My male looked embarrassed, ducking his gaze as he nodded. “There’s nothing to thank me for.”

My throat was too clogged to speak—to refute his words. My mother gestured for him to come closer and his brow dropped in consternation. I was sure he wasn’t used to the level of physical affection my family doled out, but my love for him grew as he shuffled closer and allowed us to force him into the hug.

I flinched as the cut on my face stung and they all pulled away at once, the fussing starting up right away. “I’m fine,” I croaked, swiping my fingers under my eyes. “And those men were taken away, so we’re safe now.”

Dristan’s scowl crossed his face. “I don’t know about that,” he said, his gruff voice carrying a hint of annoyance. “We shouldn’t take that chance.”

I blinked at him, before widening my eyes. With all the sex I’d demanded when we got to the hotel, we hadn’t had a chance to discuss anything else. I shook my head. “We don’t have anywhere else to go,” I told him.

“You can come stay with me,” Becca argued, even though we all knew her apartment barely had enough room for her and her collection of books.

I watched my sweet orc glance at my family, and I could see him holding back the need to boss everyone around the way he loved to do. I hid a smile, biting my lip instead.

“I have accommodations,” he told us, choosing his words with care. “That I got for your parents so they could be closer to us.”

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