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He grunted out a word I didn’t understand, his fingers flexing against my ass as he pulled me lower. My pussy fluttered aroundhim as I came hard when he finally filled me to the brim. I cried out, rolling my hips and riding out my orgasm, my vision going dark as pleasure filled me.

His hips jerked, giving one strong push as he threw his head back, releasing a bellow as I felt his cock kick inside me, spurt after spurt of cum filling me. I moaned, pleasure making me dizzy as I slumped against him. He ran his hands with reverent devotion over me, murmuring words in Orcish that I couldn’t understand.

“My mate,” he murmured in Common, his teeth giving my mark a nip. I yelped, smacking him on the shoulder before releasing a contented sigh and snuggling up to him.

I knew I should move. There was cum leaking out of my pussy and it would probably end up sliding down his legs to the chair under us, but I was boneless in his arms. And as his hands continued their foray of my body, I felt my eyes drooping closed.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Rok

I ran my palms between my female’s legs as she settled back against me. I’d fiddled with the buttons on knobs above the tub until it began filling. I’d covered the drain with my ass, blocking it long enough for it to fill with the warm water—that was almost like a waterfall as it flowed from the piping—until my female’s gorgeous body was floating in it.

I sank to the bottom like a stone, much like I did in most water, so I moved her until her head was tucked against my shoulder and she released a contented sigh. My hands roved over her body, using the soap I’d found to lather her luscious curves.

My cock was already hard again and I had to give it a stern talking to. She was exhausted and couldn’t have any more sex until she recovered. And there was no way I was going to do anything more than enjoy her body with my hands and fingers while she did.

She nuzzled against me and I tugged her closer to me, feelingthe silky skin of her soft pussy where I’d tucked my finger inside her. I didn’t want my cum to leak out of her any more than it had already.

I hadn’t scented any changes in her yet, but I hoped that soon I would be able to sense that she was carrying our youngling. Until then, I wasn’t going to waste a drop of my cum. It would all go inside of her.

No matter how much I love the feel of her mouth around me.

I swallowed as my cock swelled even more with that thought. Her agile mouth and tongue were magical. I thrummed my female’s nipple with the thumb of the hand that wasn’t buried inside her pussy.

“Rok,” she murmured with a sweet sigh, her arm coming up behind my neck to hold me close to her.

She’s dreaming of me.

My chest filled with pride even as I realized that I didn’t want to fall asleep. I was almost certain thiswasa dream. Nothing had ever been this perfect. Nothing in my life had ever come this easy.

I’d always assumed that my female wouldn’t accept me. That I was too hard and too rough for any female to want me to be her own. I’d been by myself for so long that I’d become stuck in my ways.

Yet my female matched me so well—with such ease—that I couldn’t bring myself to believe that it was reality. I pressed my face against her hair, breathing her in and closing my eyes to savor her scent.

Please, please let this be real. Never let me be separated from her.

Her eyes blinked open and she released the sweetest little yawn, turning herself until I was forced to tug my finger free from her tight pussy. The same moan of complaint left us both and her gorgeous eyes focused on my face.

Those lush lips that I adored curled in a smile and she pressed a kiss to my cheek before looking around. “Hey,” she whispered, the word low and intimate between us. “Bath time?” Her smile was happy and sweet as she settled against me, her soapy breasts pressed against my chest.

I swallowed hard as I nodded. I ran my hand over her back and down her hip, curving around her ass to cling to her, possessiveness filling me. There was no way I could ever let her go.

“Bath time,” I murmured, nuzzling my face into her thick hair that I’d released from the tie that held it up. It surrounded us, floating on the water along with mine, twining together in the way that I wanted us to be—inextricably connected.

“You look so serious,” she told me, her voice quiet as she stroked a finger down my cheek, her eyes still sleepy and languorous. “What’re you thinking about?”

I traced my finger down her cheek, my green thumb huge against her graceful face. “I was wondering if you’re pregnant,” I told her, not lying outright. A youngling would bind us together. If she was carrying my son or daughter, her life would be tied to mine no matter what happened.

Even if she realizes that I’m not worthy of her.

“I don’t think so,” she said with a small shake of her head, settling back against me and wrapping my arms around her. Her delectable ass was cradled against my cock and yet, I just wanted to hold her.

To stay like this forever.

“It’s not a good time for me to conceive,” she said with a careful look in my direction.

My heart sank at her words, but I tried again.

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