Page 47 of Guarded By the Orc

Something niggled at the back of my mind that this was extremely convenient. Everything was lining up perfectly for some reason, and I had no idea why.

“There’s going to be a next time?” I asked him, running my fingers across his chest and then wrapping my arms around his neck to keep him close “Because I’m pretty sure you’re being a bad boy and bad boys don’t get rewards.”

His grin lit up his face. “You like it when I’m bad.”

“Damn it,” I sighed, my head falling back as he dipped his head and latched his lips around my left nipple. “You’re right.”

“Are you comfortable?” he asked, his brow furrowing suddenly. “Is the water too hot? Are you—”

“Oh no, no,” I laughed, keeping him close and tugging his head back to my breast. “You don’t get to be a gentleman all of a sudden. Keep doing what you were doing.”

“I’m always a gentleman,” he muttered, miffed, but he latched on again, giving my nipple a hard suck that had me melting against him.

I murmured what I hoped was a “yes” but could very well be an alien language that I didn’t know, and pulled him closer, my legs moving to wrap around him. That was when I felt it. His strong index finger grazed my pussy, tapping my clit and then moving back to where I was leaking copious amounts of fluid that hadnothingto do with the water we were in and everything to do with the orc between my legs.

“I want to kiss you here,” he whispered, and I shook my head.

“Save the kissing for outside of the barrier,” I gasped. “Kissinglater. Fuckingnow.”

His laugh was husky and sensual, but he nodded. “Good idea.”

He leveraged himself onto the shelf of stone next to me, lifting me as if I was as light as a feather—something that made the female parts of me squeal with joy—and settled me over his lap. My thighs gave their usual protest when he was between them—because he was just sobigand I was just so out of practice, but I ignored that, grabbing his long hair and tugging his head back so I could mark his throat with my teeth.

The growl in his chest told me that he enjoyed what I was doing, but I knew he was holding himself back. As a race, orcs weren’tdominated.No, they weredominant, and I knew that my male was no exception.

I felt it in the tension of his arms, the way he fought with himself to keep himself arched for me. Grinning, I released his hair and tilted my own head to bare my throat to him. There was no hesitation. He latched on with his fangs as though he’d been waiting for me.

I cried out, distracted by him for a long moment. At the same time there was a solid nudge against my pussy, and I licked my lips, curling my nails into his shoulders.

Oh, fuck. This was going to be a doozy.

He washuge. I knew that going in, but now faced with the reality of it, I swallowed hard, trepidation filling me. Was he even going tofit? I’d only been with one other male before the bullshit with Veron had gone down, and he was a human.

Nibbling on my lower lip, my fingers flexed against his shoulders, and Rudgar ran his lips over my jaw.

“You can take me, Gul-ar,” he whispered. “You were made for me. We’re just going to take our time.”

I relaxed, easing against him, leaning my forehead on his and letting our breaths mingle. I fit so perfectly between his tusks, our bodies so different, but matched in every way. His hardnessagainst my softness, his big hands making me feel like I was tiny and delicate.

“I love you,” I admitted to him, needing him to know before we made this step. He froze under me, his big fingers tightening their hold on my ass and a shudder moving through his entire body.

He pulled back, searching my gaze for a long moment before he captured my lips with his. “Say it again,” he demanded and I grinned.

“I love you,” I repeated, clinging to him as he squeezed me against his chest.

I gasped as my slick pussy slid an inch down his thick cock, engulfing the head. He groaned, deepening the kiss and rocking my hips with his palms on my ass. “Gods, I love you, Gul-ar. I’ve loved you since the day I met you,” he said in a dark rush before kissing me again, not allowing me to respond.

His tongue slid against mine in an erotic foray, making my head spin as he pressed his hips up against me, his cock pushing in another inch before retreating—slow and careful.

The tenderness that had filled me with his words receded to allow a conflagration of lust like I’d never felt before. “Oh Goddess,” I cried, ripping my lips from his as he thrust up again, giving me another few inches. My head fell back on my neck and I stared up at the dark, protruding stalactites in the ceiling. The water dripping off of them glittered in the darkness and I was entranced by the sight along with the pleasure that was spiraling out of control inside me.

His finger found my clit and darkness encompassed my vision.

“Oh, oh!” I heard myself making sounds, but I felt separate from it. As if I was having an out-of-body experience. It was only when the pleasure converged, becoming a sweet point of heat before exploding inside me in the best orgasm of my life that I realized I washere. This was happening.

I’m finally fucking my mate.

Screams of pleasure echoed through the cave, and I slumped against Rudgar, pressing sex-drunk kisses to his cheek and bearded jaw. “Rud,” I gasped, as he lifted my hips, his throbbing cock slipping out of me before he pulled me down, taking almost half of him.

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