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He let out a guttural sound, his body tensing, his hips moving in quick, sharp thrusts. He was there, right on the brink with me. I could feel it in the way his cock swelled even more inside me, in the desperate pace he set.

My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, sweeping through my body, clenching every muscle. I arched beneath him, crying out as the sun and the moon and every single star in the sky burst behind my eyes.

Tark threw his head back, a deep, primal roar escaping his lips as he let loose. His body convulsed, his hips jerking against mine as he released everything he had inside me. The piping hot heat of him soaked me. His cock spasmed with his climax, and that prolonged my own pleasure, keeping me riding the wave of my orgasm.

Finally, he slowed. He collapsed on top of me, though he used his arms to keep most of his weight off me. His ragged breathing echoed above my right ear.

I held him, feeling his heart pounding against my chest.

We stayed like that for a long moment, our bodies connected, our souls intertwined.

Slowly, our breathing returned to normal.

He lifted his head, looking down at me with his eyes filled with undefined emotions. He brushed a strand of hair from my face, his touch tender. “That was beyond anything I could ever have imagined.”

I smiled up at him, feeling a warmth in my chest that had nothing to do with our physical connection. “It was perfect, Tark. You were perfect.”

“No,wewere.”

He rolled off me, taking me along with him in his arms.

I snuggled against his chest and dozed.

Chapter 18

Tark

The sun hung low in the sky, casting golden rays over the grass where we lay. Gracie pointed at the clouds, her fingers tracing the shapes she saw, sharing them with me.

“That one looks like a dragon,” she said, eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

“More like a dog.” I squinted at the fluffy mass. “Dragons have sharper angles than that.”

She stilled in my arms. “You've seen a dragon?”

“Haven't you?”

Her gaze sought mine where I lay in the grass naked beside her. “There are dragons in the orc kingdom?”

“A few. They hide. It's a challenge to find them.”

“Won't they eat you, breathe fire on you if you get too close?”

“Why would they do that? They're polite and friendly, but incredibly shy.”

“Dragons,” she breathed. “I can't believe they truly exist.” Her finger jutted up to another part of the sky. “I still think it looks like a dragon. My version of them, that is.”

“I haven't met your dragons yet. I'm surprised. They're big. It would be hard to miss them.”

“I'm kidding.”

Kid… “What do baby goats have to do with dragons?”

“Nothing if they're smart and don't want to be eaten.”

“Dragons graze like a sorhox. They'd never eat a goat. All that fur. Bones. The dragon would probably vomit.”

Her laugh rang out. “It looks like I have a lot to learn about your world. Simply amazing.”

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