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I think about what he might say. How he might touch me. It’s been too long since we were alone together. I miss the days when he first came to the city.

Once I’m out of the shower, I change into my pajamas and climb into bed. I let my blankets swallow me whole, wrapping me up in a warm cocoon. But the sleep doesn’t come.

Instead, my head is swimming with everything I haven’t gotten to say to Uzul. We haven’t had the chance to talk about us. What we are to each other and what we will be moving forward.

I sit up straight in my bed as it dawns on me. Recently, Uzul has been staying with members of his tribe to help with the adjustment. Is that permanent? I guess I’d been assuming he’d still be staying with me. We haven’t had the chance to talk about it.

I hope he’ll still be staying with me. It’s what I want, is it what he wants? Of course, I’d understand if he chooses to stay with his tribe. But selfishly, I want him all to myself.

The door to my place opens. "Blair, I’m home.” I leap out of bed. In my haste, my legs get tangled in my blanket and crash to the floor. But I don’t care. I need to see him. He just called this place ‘home.’

I slide into my living room where Uzul stands, waiting for me. He looks just as exhausted as I did earlier.

“I think the Broken Maws Tribe is really getting the hang of this new life. Today, Rogar-” Uzul pauses as sees me. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re here.”

“Yeah?” In a new sight to me, embarrassment washes over his face. “Oh sorry. I just assumed I could still- You know what, I’ll stay with-”

“No, no. It’s good. I’m glad.”

Uzul smiles at me. Now is our chance. We should actually talk to each other. We need to discuss our relationship.

But what if he doesn’t feel the same way as me? What if I was just a fun distraction for a while and now, he’s ready to move on to a new lover. Surely there is some orc from his tribe that he’s had his eye on before meeting me.

What am I thinking? If that was the case, he’d be with them. He came back here. He came back to me. He just called my place ‘home.’ He said he was ‘home.’ That must mean something.

I just have to be brave. It’s time to say it. I need to put it all on the table. Get it off my chest. Hopefully, he feels the same way.

“So, other than that, I think the tribe is all set.” Oh shit, I have not heard anything Uzul just said. I was too in my own head. Hopefully, he didn’t notice. “Blair? Are you okay? It looks like you spaced out there, did something happen?”

“I fell in love with someone!” I don’t know why I’m yelling. I don’t need to be yelling. I just can’t help it. I need to get it all out.

“Oh…” Uzul looks away from me. I can see a flash of hurt on his face. My heart stops. Fuck. Why did I phrase it like that? It was too vague!

“WITH YOU! With you! I’m in love with you, Uzul! I love you! I love you! I love you!” His head whips back around to look at me with a smile.

“Blair,” he takes a step closer to me. "I have been in love with you since I first laid eyes on you. I’m just sorry it’s taken me this long to say something. That first night together, talking under the stars… I’ve never felt a connection with someone like that in my whole life.”

My face starts to heat up. I can’t believe I’m blushing. Twenty-four years old, and Uzul is making me blush like I’m a kid again. I take a step towards him too.

“Uzul, I’ve felt the exact same way. I-I didn’t say anything because I was worried you’d want to return to your tribe soon. I didn’t want to get hurt.”

Uzul grabs my arm and pulls me close. “I’ll never hurt you, Blair. I promise you that.” He bends down so we’re face to face, his hot breath licking my skin.

I get on my tiptoes to meet him the rest of the way for a kiss. We’ve kissed before, but this is the best one yet. Our tongues intertwine perfectly like matching puzzle pieces.

Our hands glide over each other’s body. My fingers trace the outline of everyone of his bulging muscles. Uzul grabs a firm handful of my ass. I can’t help but giggle in response.

This is what I’ve been missing. We can’t keep our hands off each other. I need him now, and I can feel that he needs me too. It’s never been clearer, we’re meant for each other.

As we kiss, I slowly start unbuttoning his shirt. My fingers run up and down his firm abs, Uzul shudders against the cool touch of my fingertips. Meanwhile, his massive hands hold me closer than ever.

I pull away from the kiss and whisper in his ear, “I was about to go to bed, care to join me?”

Effortlessly, Uzul sweeps me off my feet. I hold the back of his head and pull him back in for another kiss. He carries me to my, or our, bedroom and I never want him to put me down.

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