Page 71 of Bound to the Orc King

My bride picks up the hand I have stretched out in front of her, that arm running under her head to serve as her pillow. Pulling it to her face, she plasters it over her mouth.

My fingers flex, the tips digging into her cheek as I growl, “Minx.” Holding her like this, muffling her, while others wait on the other side of thin leather, is one of the most erotic experiences of my life.

I dive back into her clothes, stroking over her clit and making her body arch. My moon bound gasps against my palm, and our minds connect as a flood of her desire courses through me.

It’s so intense I almost come. Then I grab hold of my steely will and wrench my body back under my control.

May’s legs strain against the leather of her pants, trying to open wider and give me more access. Her voice fills my mind.“Fuck, I want these pants off, but I also don’t want this to stop for a single second.”

“Do you know how wild it makes me to feel you so responsive?” I shift my hips forward until she’s pressed firmly to my erection. “Feel that? Feel how hard you make me?”

Her muffled inhale teases my skin as she rocks back into me, rubbing against my cock.

I stroke her clit over and over, her pleasure ratcheting higher and filling my body with need.

She moans, licking my palm, her hips straining forward, begging for my fingers to slide backward and fill her.

I chuckle, loving the way the sound excites her. “Naughty girl, I didn’t say you could come yet, did I?”

My bride grinds against my cock.“I want to make him as wild as he makes me.”

“You do.” I lick the shell of her ear, then blow over it with my next words. “Never doubt you do.”

She pants through her nose, trying to get enough air. I’d be worried, but her thoughts make it clear this adds to her excitement.

The pad of my finger teases her entrance, picking up her wetness and bringing it forward. I make little circles around her clit, moving slowly inward as she writhes and bucks in my grasp. Her pleasure thrums through my body, joining the hot press of my cock rubbing against her ass.

Her lips move against my palm, the sound muffled by the muzzle of my hand. So she uses her mental voice.“Please, Aldronn.”She begs so prettily, my bride. My erection leaps.“Please.”

“Do you want this, May?” My fingers drift backward to circle her entrance. “Do you want me to ram my fingers so deep inside of you that you forget your own name?”

She nods so vigorously my hand almost slips from her mouth. Instead, it tightens. “Ah ah ah. We’re keeping you quiet like you promised.”

She whines high in her throat, the sound full of need.

“Goddess, what you do to me,” I groan, grinding my cock against her ass.

I shove two fingers deep into her core, feeling both the hot, wet tightness of her around me and her satisfied sensation of being filled.

She sobs against my palm, her entire body quivering with need.

“Come for me, May.” My thumb swipes over her clit. “Come now, my little queen.”

My bride obeys, pleasure exploding outward in a tingling wave of warmth that crashes over me through our bond. She clings to the forearm and hand over her mouth, screaming my name into my palm.

Finally, she falls limp and sated, the mental connection fading as she calms.

My hand slips from her face to turn her head so I can take her mouth in a hot and possessive kiss. Then I ask, “Feeling better?”

May nods and gives one last wiggle as I pull my hand from her clothes. The movement brushes against my erection. After rolling in place, she reaches for the front of my pants.

I catch her hands in mine. “It was enough for me to feel your pleasure.” And it’s true. I’ve never been a selfish lover, always ensuring my partners had a good time, but this is new.

This is the first time I’ve chosen to ignore my own needs for someone else’s.

Feeling her orgasm, knowing I caused it, thatIbrought her to her peak, is satisfying in an entirely new way. Yet it’s more than that. It’s recognizing that maybe I can do what Wranth talked about and put May’s happiness above mine. Is this love? I’m still uncertain, but it feels like a step along the path to love, whereas before, I couldn’t even see a way forward.

“Besides, we’ve lingered long enough.” I bring her hands to my lips and kiss her knuckles. The noises from outside make it clear to my keen hearing that everyone else is awake. “If we start anything more, we likely won’t get away with it.”

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