Page 45 of Orc's Mate

I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and then her temple, savoring the taste of saltwater mixed with her skin. “It was my pleasure, my love. Always.”

I lifted her out of the pool and onto the side, then joined her, our legs dangling like before.

As the cool breeze danced over my skin, I savored the moment, wrapped up in the afterglow of her accomplishment.

Chapter22

Eleri

I’d never felt more alive in my life.

“The water’s so buoyant,” I said. “My leg doesn’t hold me back when I’m floating or swimming.” It had tired faster than the other, but if I kept practicing, would it grow stronger? “I’m going to swim every day until I’m the best swimmer on the island.”

“You’ll have a way to go to meet that, but I know you can do it.” He smiled down at me.

I leaned against his side. To think that I was worried about mating with an orc. Instead, I’d found my other half, the one person who could complete me.

He kissed me again, and I climbed into his lap, pressing my body against his. Our skin was slick with water, and we slid together, the friction making heat channel through me.

What would it be like to be with him completely? I had a feeling I was going to find out soon.

With a groan, he laid me down on the rock and continued to kiss me. It gave me the most amazing feeling. I’d only kissed one male, and his teeth were bad, and it tasted awful. Kissing Odik was like diving off a steep cliff or soaring through the air on the back of his vox.

His mouth grew urgent while his fingers roamed my body. He teased my nipples until they were ripe buds eager for his touch.

I wrapped my legs around him, holding tight, and a thrill shot through me when he pressed his stiff cock against my clit. He’d turned me into a demanding creature, but I sensed he’d give me everything I craved.

Leaving my mouth, he kissed down my neck, nibbling and biting, though not breaking the skin. Marking me as his own in a slow, simple way.

A moan wrenched from me, and when he looked up at me with hooded eyes, there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do or give to make this male happy.

He kissed down to my breasts, and while one hand stroked one nipple, he ran his tusks across the other. He sucked it into his mouth, and each pull sent shockwaves through me. I’d never felt anything like this before and never dreamed such a wonderful feeling was possible.

Leaving my breast, he kissed down my belly. His tongue was hot and wet against my sensitive skin, making me arch into him and gasp in pleasure. His hands held me steady as he moved lower, spreading my legs apart.

He’d told me he was going to taste me there, and I couldn’t wait to discover how it might feel.

My whole body thrummed with pleasure as he explored, running circles around my clit with his tongue before finally dipping it inside me. I groaned at the scratchy feeling of his tongue running across my inner walls. He seemed to know exactly what I wanted, and I began to ride the wave of pleasure that was building inside me.

He began with gentle strokes that made me arch into him, then his tongue moved faster, stabbing inside me while he rolled my clit.

My fingers tangled in his hair before I latched onto his horns, holding tight, keeping his mouth where I needed him most. My mind spiraled. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to be touched by him like this. He spread my legs wider, licking and sucking until I was trembling beneath him. His hands were everywhere—caressing my inner thighs, gripping my hips—and when I thought I couldn’t take any more without shattering into a million pieces, he pressed two fingers inside me and stroked them in time with his mouth.

I came all at once, my cry of joy echoing around us.

His strokes slowed, and he looked up at me as his tongue made lazy circles around my still trembling clit.

When my body finally returned to the rocks, he was grinning.

“You taste wonderful. You, my mate, plus the sea. I’m going to need to suck on you at least once a day. You know that, right?”

My smile widened. I could barely think. Speaking was beyond me. I was still coming down from the wonderful sensation.

Rising, he lifted me into his arms.

“Our clothes,” I said as he passed them.

“I’ll return for them later. Right now, you’re all that matters.” With long strides, he carried me to the stairs. He kept going until he stood beside our bed.

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