Page 41 of Lost to the Orcs

She is gorgeous. Her skin is beau’iful. Far more than Sumira’s e'er could. Her eyes an' hair are delightful, beau’iful in e'ery light. Little spots dot her skin like dust. She laughs with my tribe. My heart beats a bit faster. Harder. Ay must treadlightly. Ay must protect my heart. In case she does just 'he same as 'he last. Ay must protect my son. My brother. Ay weel no’ allow another woman t' hurt him as we were hurt. Ouer son still gets so sick so easily. My little Arawn is still so small.

She is beau’iful. Far more than Sumira e'er could be. Ay see that. An' Ay have taken measures t' ensure Ay weel ne’er be that vulnerable again. Ay learned t' read ‘he human tongue. Ay can write it. Ay ask questions no matter who Ay am askin’. Ay know 'he human tongue as if Ay were native t' it.

If she cannae take what we give, then she isnnae meant for us. But Ay weel no’ sacrifice ouer son in order t' get that. Ay weel know this woman first. Ay weel learn her first. Before she learns ouer son.

CHAPTER NINETEEN: ACCEPTANCE

Jaedason in daily life is quite reserved towards me. He is wary of both of our feelings as well as my intent. He seems unsure if I can hide it from him. I have honestly tried my best to share all that I am feeling with him in voice and through the bond because then he will know how transparent I am. I hold no ulterior motive. I will not abandon him. I couldn’t even if I did want to. But I don’t. I love the way he holds me when he thinks I’ve fallen into a lust sated stupor. But I’ve just been lost in my mind thinking about what I would possibly do without these amazing men.

But in the bed? He is the most free. He expresses his wants and needs from me in a rough growl that makes me quiver and ache with so much desire I’d bathe myself in blood if it got his rocks off. It sounds extreme, especially to my brain not hyped up on lust and the heady aroma of our sex, but it’s real. The emotions, the feelings that fill me, they are all so much more. And I love every single second of it.

I have had several couplings over these few days with both men as well as with just one at a time.

Right now, Jaedason has found me panting in the nest, cradling his pillow to my cheek and breathing in his scent while I touched myself. I wasn’t expecting him nor U’snar back for another few hours and sometimes if I have a really erotic dream, I’ll take myself with my own hand and tease myself until I’m ready to climax. Edging myself until I can’t any longer.

I didn’t know he was there; I was so lost in mypassion. Until a long slick tongue slid from my clit to the entrance of my cunt and began to fuck me with it. I squeak but before I could get up and shove the intruder away, his familiar growl reverberates onto my pussy lips and through my cunt, clenching my stomach and stuttering my heart.

“Jaedason.” I cry out as his tongue thrusts in and out. Tasting me, caressing my insides. Dipping, curling, thrusting. Again and again. I whimper and whine, his palms wrapped on either side of my waist, holding me down, unable to properly thrust back at him.

He rumbles a sexy hum within me before standing over my prone body. His cock sliding between my thighs, stroking my clit before sluicing through my folds, rimming my cunt, before standing at attention over my ass. I look at him towering over me and a fresh deluge of cream slicks my nether lips. His precum falls in drips over my ass and down to pool in a puddle of come on my mid back. I lick my lips. Wishing to taste him.

“Ay come t’ eat with my pretty mate when Ay smell ‘he most delicious scent known t’ an Orc. Ay see my mate on her hands an’ knees, touching herself, aroused an’ nibbling where Ay sleep?” He pulls a hand from my waist to glide his fingers through my labia. Collecting the slick sweetness on his fingers. “If you do this again, Ay will punish my little mate.” A thrill runs through me. Oh he didn’t.

“I probably will.” I breathe.

He growls and my stomach flutters as I squeak again. His hand still around my waist squeezes, his claws nicking my skin but not cutting me. He licks his other fingers obscenely of me. I moan and then gasp loudly when that hand comes down onto my bare ass. “Jaedason!”

He smacks it again. “Will Ay find you lying in ouer nest, begging for any Orc t’ sink his cock int’ you?”

I shake my head. “No. Just you. You or U’snar.”

He leans over me, his mouth against my ear accent thicker than the honey in his gaze, his hips pulling away from me to rest his cock against the entrance of my weeping cunt. “But was it really U’snar you were beggin’ an’ wantin’ t’ take you right now, little mate?” His words are a purr. A demand. A sensual reprimand.

I mew a complaint but he merely rubs himself against me. If I want him to ram that gorgeous cock inside me, I’ll have to answer him. “No. I wanted you to find me. I want you to fuck me and take meand fill me with your seed. I know I’m pregnant but I wish I could fall into heat again just so you can fill me again and again.”

His growl is loud and almost angry with the violence of it. “Why?”

I snap at him, nearly growling, “Because I care about you!” With my declaration, Jaedason enters me in one swift thrust. My mouth opens in a silent scream as my body convulses around him. He pulls me to his chest, his mouth on his mark. One hand clasping a breast, the other, my hip, as he pulls me up and down over his cock again and again and again. Using me like I were just some puppet to please his cock.

If I could, my body would be thrashing but he holds me so tightly to him that I can’t. As it is, his teeth graze me again and again on the mark, which we have found has become a damn good erogenous zone.

He takes and takes from me. While giving meeverything.He licks and laves at my neck. Nipping and biting at me. Demanding. As he moves me up and down on his prick like it is the only thing I’m good enough for.

I know he’s come at least once or twice since we began, I can feel his semen dripping down my thighs in little rivers, my climaxes occurring one right after the other. Something absolutely feral has taken over him. Something that is ravaging me of air, but it is giving me so much more. For even though we are here, fucking like deranged beasts, I know this isn’t about sex. I can feel the bond between us, bright and staggering, strengthening like a rope being threaded over and over again. All the fibers intertwining.

It is beautiful and it is warm. It is being caught in his honeyed gaze and falling. Falling for him. For this.

After what feels like an eternity, and he is finally sated, he lays us on our side. Our bodies still connected. “Call me Jae, pretty mate.” He licks the blood off my mark, kissing it for good measure.

My tears track silently down my cheeks as his acceptance burrows into my heart.

CHAPTER TWENTY: END OF AUTUMN

“Les go!” I frown down at Ys’ari as both him and Arawn urge me to go outside.

In the wee hours of the morning, Jaedason and U’snar were called away from our rooms. They told me why. But half asleep, I don’t remember exactly what it was for. Maybe more humans are raiding incoming Orc families. That would suck. We get more and more maimed Orcs and terrified mates and children by the day as they try to outrun winter. It’ll be here any day now.

“Are you sure everything will be fine?” I ask Warren. Warren’s eyes are narrowed as he looks at the bright morning sun. Not a cloud in sight.

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