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I shattered with a cry, my body clamping around his fingers, my thighs squeezing against his head to the point I worried I’d crush him. Wave after wave of bliss rolled through me, blinding, devouring me until I was panting, sagging back onto the counter with every bone inside me turned to mush.
Sel kissed his way along one thigh and then the other, easing me back down from the stars.
He lifted his head, his lips glistening, his dark eyes gleaming with a raw, almost reverent hunger. With our gazes locked, he slowly licked each of his fingers, groaning while he did it.
“You are incredible,” he finally said. “I hope you’ll let me do that again very soon.”
I tried to laugh, but it came out breathless and shaky. “You’re pretty incredible yourself.”
And damn, that was a big wet spot on the front of his pants. How much did orcs produce?
He smiled, almost bashfully, as if he couldn’t believe he’d pleased me so much. Then his expression grew more serious, more intent.
“I am going to taste you again.” Leaning forward, he kissed the tops of my knees, stroking his hands along my thighs in a way that made me wonder if I should see if he was up for round three.
With Sel, I didn’t only feel wanted. I felt adored.
I didn’t want to move. Didn’t want to leave the safety of this male’s arms.
Perhaps it wasn’t too late for a single mom to find someone new.
Because I was starting to believe in love again.
Chapter 20
Sel
Ifelt pretty proud of myself. When I asked her to waltz, I never dreamed it could end up like this. She. Tasted. Amazing. I couldn’t wait to stick my fingers and tongue inside her again, to tease her pretty little clit until it was throbbing and engorged and she came from my touch alone.
I couldn’t stop grinning. I’d made her come. Twice. From my fingers and my mouth.
My chest felt so full it might split open. I wanted to lift her up and spin her around again, show her off to the whole town. Instead, I settled for watching the way she smoothed her hair and straightened her clothes. It was all I could do not to stroke her flushed cheeks. As we finished closing the bakery for the night, she kept sending me sideways glances and smiling in a way that made my heart pound harder than any battle in the orc kingdom ever had.
The sky outside the bakery was deepening into twilight, the first stars starting to prick through. I scratched the back of my neck, trying not to gush. “We should head home.”
Home. She and her boy had been staying at my place, but it suddenly felt different. Better. Like they really belonged therefor always. Did I dare hope she’d one day feel the same? I still hadn’t claimed her in the orc way, and I wouldn’t until she told me it was what she wanted. May the fates send me that day soon.
I held the back door open for her, and we slipped into the alley that ran behind Main Street. The warm evening air smelled of wood smoke, sorhoxes, and the sweet, lingering scent of baked goods. I brushed my hand across hers as we walked to the end of the alley, itching to touch her again already.
We paused, and I called Zist. His thundering hooves echoed around us as he streaked in from our right, coming to a halt in front of us.
Holly shot me a grin, and I loved that she still seemed comfortable with me.
I lifted her up onto my sorhox’s back and leaped onto his spine behind her, wrapping my arm around her waist, tugging her against me. The gesture felt natural. Perfect. A nudge of my heels, and he started trotting away from town, heading for my ranch house.
The sun hung low behind the mountains, sending golden light across the valley. Sorhoxes in the pastures on either side of the road watched us pass with lazy eyes, their spiked tails swaying through the tall grass.
Holly leaned back against me and tipped her head toward a sorhox standing near the fence, its green fur ruffling in the breeze.
“You know,” she said, her voice teasing, “for a creature with fangs and a spiked tail, that one is pretty cuddly.”
I chuckled, squeezing her waist. “You’d think that until you tried to cuddle one and it rolled over on you. They’re heavy.”
She laughed, the sound lighting up the cooling evening air. “Good thing I have you to keep me safe, then.”
“Always.” I meant it.
She shifted a little, her hips pressing into me in a way that made my control fray on the edges. “You’re kind of like a sorhox yourself.”
