Page 74 of Claimed By Stone
As I led my mate down the corridor, I was filled with an overwhelming current of anticipation. This was something I wasn't sure would ever happen for me. The mating magic had been gone for so long, but it was back. Not only that, but I was about to complete the mating bond with the beautiful statue from my study, who was agoddesstrapped in stone. I almost pinched myself to believe this was real.
Yet when I looked down into my little mate’s eyes, which were filled with the same love and hope I felt, I knew the gods had blessed us and our clan.
"We are almost there," I said as I squeezed her hand.
"And we can stay here as long as we like, and people will bring us whatever we need?"
I nodded as a soft smile curved my lips.
"It really is a perfect custom."
"It is," I said as I stopped in front of our den.
As I opened the door, I could feel the magic thrumming through me. There was a very large part of me that wanted to throw her on the bed right now, push her to her knees, and claim her from behind. And we would definitely be doing that before we leave this den, but first, I must make her ready.
To my right was a large circular bed built into the ground, covered with blankets, furs, and pillows, perfect for claiming and rutting. To the left, there was a table and a cabinet that opened between this room and the hallway beyond. This was where people would bring us food and gifts and launder anything that needed laundering, but there wouldn't be many clothes to launder. We wouldn't need those at all, only blankets.
Once I had my mate naked, I planned on keeping her that way for a long,longtime.
But first, I wanted to take her to the back. As we walked further back into the den, we came to a hot spring.
A small gasp left her as she took in the wonderful pool of perfectly warm water before them. "This is amazing. I must admit, I had questions about how long we could spend here, but they really have thought of everything.”
"Mating is at the center of the orcs in Cridhe Clan. It is the source of our magic and everything we believe in. Of course, our mating dens are thought out."
I drew close to her. The delectable scent of my mate was far too tempting. I pressed a kiss to her head as she breathed in. "Now," I said low in her ear. "I'm going to undress you and bathe you before I claim you."
I began to press slow kisses down her neck as I began to undo the laces on her back.
"Is that necessary?" she asked breathlessly. "Can't you just claim me right now?"
"I could," I said as her dress dropped to the floor and I bent to pick it up, folding it nicely on the table. "But I'm going to bathe you and make you come in the water until you are panting and aching to take my cock. Then and only then will I carry you to the bed and bury myself impossibly deep inside this cunt," I said as I dragged my hand up her bare legs, cupping her sex and slippinga finger inside of her. She gasped and tried to grind on my hand, but I withdrew and slipped her shift from her shoulders.
She looked up at me with an impatient huff, but I just smiled down at her and turned her, and began to undo the intricate braiding of her hair.
"I'm almost sad you have to take it down. Frema did such a good job."
"If you want your hair braided, little mate. I am more than capable."
She turned and beamed up at me. "You can braid my hair like that?"
"Of course, all orcs are well skilled in the art of hair braiding."
She smiled up at me and reached up on her toes to kiss me before she started to undress me.
Steam curled through the chamber as I led her into the springs. The water was hot, laced with calming herbs Frema had placed in the carved stone bowls that ringed the edge. She stepped in first, gasping softly at the heat before sighing into it, her body disappearing beneath the surface like a dream sinking into stillness.
I followed, settling behind her. She leaned against my chest, her soft curves molded to me, her damp hair spread like ink across my arm.
"I can't believe how quiet my mind feels," she said, her voice barely above the ripple of the water.
"Good," I said, pressing a kiss to her temple. "You deserve peace, little flame."
She smiled, but there was a flicker of something behind her eyes. Still unsure. Still waiting for the other foot to fall.
"But first, I am going to wash you."
"Wash me?" she asked, looking up at me.
