Page 41 of My Fated Orc Hero

“No, I mean yes, we will have a binding ceremony, but this is different. I mean in the eyes of the elders and in accordance with the old ways,” he says, his amber eyes dark with an emotion I can't quite place.

“Sure, if it makes you feel better.”

His brow furrows, “Zoe, it will bind us for all time. There will be no going back.”

“I said let’s do it. Claim away! Why would I want to go back?

"Zoe," he says, his voice low and husky. "Are you sure about this? About us?"

“Of course, I am. Didn’t I just say that?” I realize he doesn’t get that I am right there with him. Totally onboard. I reach up, cupping his face in my hands. His skin is warm and surprisingly soft under my palms. "Thokk, I've never been surer of anything in my life. You're it for me. My person. Er, orc."

He leans into my touch, a soft rumble emanating from his chest. It reminds me of a cat purring, if that cat was the size of a refrigerator and could bench press a car.

"Then let me claim you properly," he says. "As my mate."

I quirk an eyebrow. "That’s what I’ve been saying. But is it going to involve some weird orc ritual? There better be no sacrifices. I am an animal lover, that would be a deal breaker," I add.

Thokk chuckles, shaking his head. "As am I. No blood. Just this."

He leans down, pressing his lips to mine in another amazing kiss.

“Oh, I see,” I say, finally getting just where he is going with all this. “You know you don’t need to make up some big story just to get in my pants again Thokk,” I say teasingly.

“My aim is not to get in your pants Zoe Bennet, it is to remove them completely.” He breathes in my ear as he picks me up again and heads for his bedroom.

“Thank you for the clarification.” I plant a kiss on his neck.

But rather than respond he simply lays me down on the bed.

This time though I lay on my stomach as he does indeed pull my pants down. But he doesn’t stop there. With the shyness of our first love making out of the way, he is more masterful, more commanding. And I welcome it as I lift my butt up to him. He rewards me with a gentle slap across my ass cheeks.

I pause to pull of my top and panties before once again rolling to lay prone beneath him. He likewise is pulling down his own pants with haste.

The danger and excitement of the earlier events have raised our desire it would seem. Certainly mine. While those first few days of being his captive, even if it was just for show, were heady and intoxicating in a way, this newfound acceptance is unleashing a whole new level of desire between us. And perhaps celebration as well.

I feel my core heating up as his touch as he caresses my back for a moment before planting a kiss on my neck, and then on my lips as I turn my head back to him.

“Zoe, you are the most beautiful mate I could have ever hoped for.”

He whispers in my ear as he continues to run his large powerful hands over my flesh, from my shoulders down to my thighs.

“You don’t mind that I don’t have tusks.”

He pauses for a moment. “Do not repeat this in mixed company, but I have never been, um ... excited by lady orcs tusks as other warrior report.”

“Good, cause your stuck with me as I am. Oh and yeah, I won’t tell.”

“If you do, you realize I would have to punish you.” There is a new teasing quality in his voice now.

“Oh no, not that.” The sarcasm is heavy in my voice and he chuckles warmly.

Without hesitation now he grabs at my waist and in a moment I feel his hardness laid across my ass, though he only presses his hot pulsing flesh against me. Happily, I purr and press back against him as he begins to tease me. I am already wet and ready for him and I can tell he is eager to drive his shaft inside me.

“You are sure?” He asks again.

“Gods, yes, I am sure!” It seems I have already picked up his speech patterns.

And before I know it, I feel his cock pressing insistently against my pussy as I lift my ass against him.

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