Page 25 of Bread with the Orc
“No.” I interrupted her with a short huff, perhaps a chuckle in another male. “Mate. You are my Mate.”
She unscrewed the thermos top, her motions contained and irritable. “So what does that mean? That we’re going steady or something? Exclusively fucking?”
“It means,dkaar, that I will never look at another female for as long as I live.” She’d frozen and was now watching me with wide eyes over the top of the thermos as I continued to explain. “When I was young, the elders told methere is a knowing. That’s how I felt when I joined with you, Laney: aknowing. I am with you, and I justknow.”
“That sounds…serious,” she whispered, the steam from the tea wafting around her face hiding some of her expression.
I reached over and pulled the thermos from her hand. Fortunately, she didn’t release it and came with the metal container. I lifted it to my lips, and she followed, pressing up against my side.
“You’re cold,” I murmured, wrapping my free arm around her after I sipped. “Here, warm up.”
She drank from the thermos as well, but her gaze didn’t leave mine.
“Do you know your eyes are still glowing?” she whispered, her nose inches from mine. “They’ve been glowing since…you know.”
Deciding to make her squirm, I raised a brow. “Since when?”
“Since you made me come. Since we started fucking.”
“Oh,dkaar,” I murmured, lowering the thermos between us. “What we’re doing isn’t fucking. I’m making love to you.”
Her lips formed a little“oh”of surprise, and I couldn’t resist the urge to pull her closer and kiss her until she was half-sitting on my lap.
When we finally straightened, I was breathing heavily, and her hair was askew. The sweet scent of her arousal perfumed the night air, along with the crackling of the burning logs.
“My body is still fighting the Mating Heat,dkaar.” I nuzzled her neck. “I need to claim you, and my eyes will glow until they do.”
“Claim me?” She leaned back so she could give me the cutest glare. “Does that mean…you know. Having sex? Or is this about your pleasure?”
“What?” I rumbled.
Her little hands pressed against my chest. “Dorvak, did you think I hadn’t noticed? For days now you’ve been basically dehydrating me with the amount of orgasms you’ve given me?—”
“I’ll bring some electrolyte water tonight,” I interpreted.
But she smacked my chest in exasperation. “I’ve come, like, three hundred and forty-seven times since last Friday?—”
“Is that it?”
“But how many times have you come?” She scooted back further to glare at me in the dying firelight. “Zero times, Dorvak. Is there something wrong? Is there something wrong withme? If being inside me doesn’t make you come, then that’s okay, we can try something—eeep!”
This last yelp was when I knocked the thermos aside, grabbed her legs, and swung one thigh over mine so she was kneeling in the sand, straddling me.
With our noses almost touching, I growled, “You think I can’t come inside you? You think being squeezed by your pussy isn’t the most amazing torture I’ve ever experienced?”
She blinked. “I mean…yes? You’ve had your cock inside me multiple times, and you wait until I climax, then pull out and cuddle with me until I’m ready to go again. I canseeyou’re aroused?—”
Her words broke off with a gasp when I grabbed her ass and pulled her up against me, so her core was grinding against my hardness.
“You can feel it too,” I growled.
Her hands fell to my shoulders in exasperation. “Then why aren’t you orgasming, Dorvak?” she blurted. “How come you haven’t given meallof you? If we’re dating—if we’reMated, then I want to bring you pleasure the same way you bring it tome.”
“You want to know why?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
My hand moved from her hip to press against her stomach. My fingers were big enough to stretch across her body, covering all of her abdomen.
