Page 58 of Claimed By Stone
As we sat in the water, the stress of all of the past few days fell away, leaving nothing but the growing bond between me and Thavros. It was hard not to believe in fate when I thought about all the moments, wonderful and terrible alike, that had led me here.
As I shifted on his lap, I couldn’t help but notice his hard cock against me. I turned my head and peered up at him.
“Pay it no mind,” he said as he smoothed his hand over my arms.
“What if I want to pay it mind?”
A smirk curled across his lips as he said, “I didn’t think you would be comfortable doing that.”
And of course, as he said it, the couple I had spied before finished the act with a rather loud grand finale for all to hear.
“I’d like to try,” I said as I wrapped my hand around his hard length.
“You truly are perfect,” he said as his head once again dropped back.
He groaned as I took both my hands and dragged them up and down his length. Next thing I knew, his fingers found my slit wet and wanting. He positioned me on his lap to give him access to my sex as I continued to work his cock.
He slipped a finger inside of me, and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my mouth. “Be careful, or they will hear you,” he said with a smirk. But I was finding it hard to care about it as his thumb started to work circles over my clit.
I tried to stay focused on pumping his cock with my hands, but as he added another finger while his thumb never left my clit, I was finding it hard to do anything but feel. Then his hand that had been holding me against him came up and plucked my nipple, and another cry ripped from my throat.
He closed his mouth over mine and plundered me with his tongue as his fingers pumped, his thumb swirled, and his other hand rolled my nipple. I combusted. I was lost in the pleasure he so easily gave.
When I finally came down, he pressed another kiss to my lips. I wanted to return the favor, but he was so large I wasn’t sure I would be able to handle it.
“I want to make you come,” I said, looking up into his dark eyes.
He wrapped his hand over mine and helped me to stroke his cock. “That's it, just like that,” he said as his brow furrowed, and his breath turned to pants.
I looked into the water. While the lighting was dim, I could still see my hands working his cock with his large green hand guiding me. I could watch it forever. When I looked back up at him, his pupils were blown, revealing large, almost black eyes hooded with desire. His mouth parted as he grunted. The way his tusks stuck out a little bit undid me for a reason completely foreign to me. It was a part of him, and I wanted every part of this man. I reached up and licked into his mouth.
He groaned as his other hand rose out of the water and captured the back of my head, holding my mouth to his as his other hand wrapped tighter around my hands, working his cock. The strokes, now firmer, also sped up.
I wanted this orc to fall apart because of me. I wanted to watch it happen.
Then he broke the kiss. His head fell back as a roar ripped from deep inside of him. I watched the water as rope after rope of release spurted out of him. It filled me with a sense of accomplishment. I loved that I was able to bring him this amount of pleasure.
When I looked into his eyes, I was overwhelmed at the emotions I saw. He cupped my face and kissed me, but this wasn’t the deep kiss we shared before. No, this kiss was tender and filled with so much emotion it almost brought tears to my eyes.
He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to mine. “You are a gift, Seraphina. Meant for only me. You are mine. I will spend my whole life protecting you and trying to deserve you.”
I swallowed down the emotion that clawed at the back of my throat. “Thavros… I love you.”
It was all I knew to say. It was the simple truth.
I know he thought I hadn’t noticed when he called me his mate. And while that thought did still scare me with the unknown, the idea of being his and being mated to him was allI wanted. I wanted to be his just as much as I wanted him to be mine.
Chapter 25
Thavros
It had been a week since the meeting in the war room. While we had magical moments in the meantime, the weight of what we’d learned hadn’t left my shoulders for a moment. Seraphina had been… different. Still her, still radiant and kind, but the shadows behind her eyes had deepened. Nightmares clawed at her sleep, and I was helpless but to hold her through them.
And yet, she smiled. For me, for Callie, for the orcs who passed her in the halls with respectful nods. She smiled, and it gave me reason to breathe.
Tonight, though… Tonight was meant for joy.
The Great Hall was once again being decorated for a feast. There were long strands of dried mountain blossoms and woven lanterns glowing with soft amber light. A New Year’s celebration. Something we hadn’t done properly in many years. Not since the crystal dimmed. Not since our parents were lost.
