Page 58 of My Orc Nanny

And with each of her gasps and moans, and that remarkably arousing way she wriggled against my thrusts, myKteerhowled with pleasure until I knew I was ready to spill.

Hannah's breath hitched again, her body tensing as she rode me faster, harder. “Now, Aswan!” she groaned, rocking back to meet my plunges. “I want younow.”

Well, I wasn’t going to allow myself release without bringing her along with me, so I reached between us. My thumb found her clit, and I rubbed it gently, the way I knew she liked.

I could hear her heart pounding, her pulse racing. I pressed, circled, and her breath came in short, sharp gasps. “Come for me, Hannah,” I commanded, my voice barely more than a growl. “Let me feel you come around my cock.”

“Aswan!” she blurted, arching into my hold as her orgasm took her…and I allowed myself to let go.

With a groan, I thrust up into her pussy, spilling against her womb. I had come home.

And it wasremarkable.

Forget any other position.Thiswas my favorite position;my Mate milking me of all pleasure, my blood humming, myKteerat peace.

Yes, this was where I belonged.

Hannah collapsed over my chest with a satisfied moan, and I smiled, gathering her to me. “Such a good Mate,” I crooned, stroking her back and hair. “Taking your male’s cum like that.”

Smirking, she pushed herself up to kiss me again, and I could taste her perfection.

It was a sweet kiss, a satisfied kiss…but under it all, I could smell the scent of her arousal wafting through the room. Ready for me again, soon.

She was the one to break away. “I love you, husband.”

Husband.Mate. Daddy. When I’d made the decision to leave my restaurant and the home I’d built in Bramblewood, I had never believed it possible to find such happiness. But now? Hannah had completed me, given me all of this.

My hands spread across her ass. “And I love you,dkaar.”Beloved. “Wife. Mate.”

Her smile turned wicked as she bent down over me again. “Mine.”

“Yes,” I whispered, before I surprised a squeak out of her by flipping her onto her back and looming over her. “All yours.”

Laughing, Hannah’s arms went to my shoulders. “Now what?”

“Now, my love…” My lips found her skin as my fingers stroked her. “I’m going to make you scream my name.”

I kept my vow. It was, after all, my wedding night, and I was where I was meant to be.

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