Page 75 of The Widow and the Orcs

Pleasewas his hand flattening, resting just belowLouisa’scollarbone, above her jiggling breast.Andyes, please, please, and she clutched his hand there, held it there, making it speak for her, making them speak together, as her other shaky hand snapped up, and signed the rest of it.Fuckme,Killik.Fillme,Killik.Please,Killik.

Andgods, the wayKillik’slashes fluttered, his mouth groaning, his hips plunging fierce and furious.Somuch, too much, and nowUlfarr’shand was slipping downLouisa’sfront again, sliding so easy back between them, and… touching.Touchingher, stroking her just there, the way she’d taught him in the hayloft, whipping it harder and higher and hotter, her hands beggingpleaseKillikpleaseUlfarrplease —

Louisascreamed as the bliss crashed and thundered, charged through her in great sweeping torrents — andKillikshouted too, all hissing rasping words she didn’t recognize.Butthen he bore down, holding hard, so hard it hurt, mashing them together, so his swelling stabbing cock could spasm, and spray.SurgingintoLouisa, spewing out in sharp seizing bursts, filling her again and again with his hot slick seed, while she writhed and clutched it, milked at it, needing more, more, more.

Butthen — then, it was done.Done, becauseKillikhad already yanked himself out, away.Noteven looking at her now, just holding his gaze downwards as he swiped for his sagging trousers, and jerked them up.Hidinghimself, even as his slick liquid mess bubbled out from insideLouisa, sputtering all over the fur beneath them.

And, oh gods, what was she supposed to do with this, with howKillik’seyes were now carefully fixed across the room.Anddamn it, she was even still touching him, and…

Andwait.Wait,Ulfarr’swarm hand had followed hers, found hers, spread over hers againstKillik’schest.Wantingher hand to stay there, held tight against the uneasy truth ofKillik’sstill-pounding heartbeat.

“Good,Louisa,”Ulfarrmurmured, soft in her ear. “Thiswas all so good.AndunlessKilliktells you to stop, you may yet touch him, ach?Itpleases him, when you show him how much you wish for him.Andwhen you show him how thankful you are” — his voice dropped, as his big hand eased sideways, stroked slow and possessive upKillik’sheaving side — “for his hunger, and his wisdom, and his fealty.Forhis great, great kindness.”

Killik’srigid body betrayed a faint but distinct twitch, his eyes darting back toUlfarr’sface.Towhere a twinge of that darkness had passed acrossUlfarr’seyes, fading that hint of a smile on his mouth.

“Suchgreat kindness,Killik,”Ulfarrsaid, quieter. “Ihave not thanked you enough.”

Killik’smouth spasmed, and his gaze again flicked away as he shook his head, jerky and dismissive.Butthe look on his face, the too-bright glint in his eyes, said something else, shouted something else, and oh gods,Louisawasn’t going to weep, she wasn’t.

“Really?” her fool voice demanded, into the pulsing silence. “Kindness?Him?Notto question your judgement, sweetheart, but do you know how many times this stubbornSkaihas shouted and sulked and raged at me, and waved his daggers in my face?”

Andcurse her, what was she doing, what was she saying, snappingUlfarr’ssurprised eyes to hers like that — but wait, yes, that was relief onKillik’sface, maybe even gratefulness, as he bared his teeth toward her, and reached up to yank one of his daggers out of his topknot.

“Ach, for you are the most provoking woman to ever walk this earth!” he snapped, flipping the dagger in his fingers, pointing its tip at her nose. “Andyou never cease with your trouble and your meddling!YoukenIwished to have my peaceful life upended by such a spiteful ungrateful harpy?”

Louisablinked up at him, fought to shove down the instant’s low hurt in her belly — damn it, she’d started this, hadn’t she?Andwhat did it matter if he’d just fucked her like that, and then called her aspiteful ungrateful harpy…

Butbeside her,Ulfarrhad tilted his head, and oh, that was his warm gentle mouth, kissing again at her temple.Ashis hand kept strokingKillik, smoothing up and down his side, as if settling a wild frightened beast…

“Ach, my unruly pup is only barking at you, woman,”Ulfarrmurmured. “Andonly now seeking to play.Buteven when he falls into a temper, you ken this always passes as quick as it comes, ach?Thereis naught of true weight or danger in this.Whenhe is truly enraged, he shall smile and speak sweetly to you, even as he plots your doom, ach?”

Oh.Ulfarr’svoice sounded — fond, even affectionate, his hand still stroking atKillik’sside, his eyes warmer again, softer again, as they held toKillik’sunreadable watching face. “Andit is the same with his daggers, you ken,”Ulfarr’slow voice continued. “Theyare part of him, just as much as his claws or his teeth or his temper.But” — his stroking hand paused, gave a light pat toKillik’sflank — “he should never unwittingly cut you or catch you with them, no matter how close they come.Forhe is mayhap our finest weapons wielder, and if he truly wished to harm you, you should be screaming before you saw him move.”

Louisaswallowed, blinking between them, while her thoughts lurched backwards to that day withRikardin the forest.WhenKillikhad indeed givenRikardthat terrifying smile, and laughed asRikardhad staggered away.

“Well, he’s still an arrogant, infuriating tyrant,”Louisafinally managed. “Whocan’t even be bothered tohintat his bedmates that he might have enjoyed himself!”

ButKillikrolled his eyes at her, and again waved his dagger in her face, maybe just to proveUlfarr’spoint. “IfIdid notenjoymyself, woman,” he drawled, “do you kenIshould yet be here?Doyou kenIshould have put my strongSkaiprick anywhere near your grasping human womb again, let alone answered your pleas for my goodSkaiseed?”

Louisasputtered and glared at him, and then shotUlfarra wry, disbelieving look. “HowdoIsignfuck you?” she demanded at him. “Ormaybe,Ihope our wolf makesyouscream on his strongSkaiprick?”

Killikinstantly snarled, giving another furious flail of his dagger, but oh,Ulfarrhalf-smiled back at her, and then signed it, just as she’d asked.Gentlyjabbing two fingers atKillik’sbobbing throat —fuck you— and then a touch at his own chest, his hands pressing together as if in a prayer.Andthen one hand brushingKillik’sbare chest, and then reaching up to tug atKillik’smouth, while his other hand dropped to his own trousers, and made a very clear, very obscene stroking motion.Asif he was caressing a huge prick, and then aiming it toward…Killik.

Therewasn’t even an actual bulge inUlfarr’strousers — and maybe there hadn’t been, that entire time.ButasLouisawatched him sign it, watchedKillik’seyes sharply widen at the sight of it, it was still too much, too stark and strong, all helpless desperate yearning shouting in her chest.Andwithout at all meaning to, she turned towardUlfarr’stoo-close face, drew in a deep breath against his sweet-scented skin.

“Don’tthinkIfully got that, sweetheart,” she whispered. “Couldyou show me again?”

Killikvisibly twitched this time, even bared his teeth toward her, but he was still watching, too.Watchingwith almost as much raw, quivering longing asLouisafelt, asUlfarr’swarm, steady eyes looked back at him, and his hands easily signed those too-powerful words.Hisfingers touchingKillik’sthroat, then his own chest, then the prayer, thenKillik’smouth — and then that obscene stroking towardKillik, as if aiming at him, longing to be inside him…

Fuckyou.Ipray you scream upon my strong prick in you.

Killik’smouth opened and closed, his face now flushed deeper thanLouisahad ever seen it, and she could see the effort in his slow shaky breath, in how he drew the strength from the floor — and then darted his wide eyes towardLouisa’sface.

“You,” he said, hoarse. “Youare a scourge upon the realm, woman.Beforeyou, my days were peaceful!Fullof friendly spying and killing and fucking!Andnow you swan in and shower us with this!Rules, and loincloths, and weak flimsy chains!Andnow seeking to make sureIshall never walkagain!”

Buthe was — barking at her,Ulfarrhad said, wanting to play, andLouisadrew up her coolest, sweetest smile, and aimed it toward his disgruntled face. “Oh, rubbish,” she said, as lightly as she could. “Unlikesomepeople,Ulfarractually knows how to be gentle in bed, don’t you, sweetheart?SoI’msure you’d walk again,Killik.Eventually.”

Killiksnarled and gave another furious whirl of his dagger, this time between her andUlfarrboth. “Howgreat a fool do you kenIam?” he snapped back. “Ach, beforeIshould risk putting that cudgel of his anywhere near my rump,Ishould like to seeyoutry it first, woman.Weshall see how you walk after, and then,mayhap,Ishall ponder this.”

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