8. Urdan
Chapter 8
Urdan
I 've been following Jude Jones closer than ever before because he’s acting differently. I suspect he's planning something, because it’s almost Valentine's Day.
Jude had a girlfriend when he first arrived in Silver Lake. She recently broke up with him. His two friends have chosen not to hang out with him anymore for reasons. And then on top of that, he still has no job. Human laws make it difficult for convicts to restart their lives. It is hard to find an apartment or retain a decent job with a felony on their record. I understand he’s working against the tide, but it can be done. Jobs are routinely offered to humans in his situation. But I would say his best bet is to move to a different part of the country. His life restart isn’t going to happen as easily in this tiny vacation town with few resources. But this is where his mother lives, and it's the only place he can live for free and have her financial support. His personality doesn't help matters. This human had bad blood in his veins since he was a youth, and the bad blood doesn't seem to be leaving him.
Two days prior to Valentine's, I see him parked in a parking lot, and it's obvious he's been sleeping in his car. This is when I discover his mother kicked him out of her home because he was stealing from her. He bit the hand that fed him. Now he's got nothing, not even the one person in the world who was helping him. This makes him more desperate. Where is he going to stay? And how will this affect his mindset? Will he remember the fact that he needs to tread carefully because he's on parole? Or will his rage at his illogical target, Lila, get the best of him?
Twelve hours ago, I lost sight of Jude Jones. No one in the department has caught sight of him. He could’ve moved away. Or he is planning something and knew I was following him. My number one priority is the safety of Lila and her offspring. I won't let anything happen to them.
Valentine’s Day arrives and Bowen and I are tag teaming this now. He's on one end of the street. I'm on the other.
I show up earlier, just before Bowen and watch from my own parked vehicle as Lila pulls into the back parking lot of the bakery. This is the first time I've seen her this close since that night when I left. Warmth rushes through my chest. She looks the same, but her hair is longer, and she's dressed very warm. My female is just as sexy as I remember.
A part of me wants to toss open the car door and rush down the street to kidnap her myself and take her to a cave in the hills. But I refrain. The ancient orc within me remains contained and the modern orc will keep her safe from the human.
Lila crunches through the snow to reach the back of the store. I'm not even wearing a coat, but my shirt is buttoned and I wear heavy boots for the snow. I don't need gloves or a hat like these humans do. I love this type of weather. Winter is my favorite time of year. My deputy sheriff uniform is all that I need. Bowen likes to wear his sheriff's hat, but I’d rather have my head bare.
I'm armed, but amongst orcs, if you've had to use a gun, your instincts and strength weren't enough, which is an embarrassment. At some point I'll need it, but not yet. Even when I was hunting, I never used a gun. I did go through training, and I am an excellent shot, but again, I try not to use it.
My windows are down and I hear a faint noise and my senses are on full alert. I exit the vehicle and move closer. I see Bowen step out too. We nod at each other.
There should be no one out and about on these streets at this time, except for Lila. None of the other businesses are open yet and none of the public services have started. The sun hasn't even risen and it’s dark outside. The outline of the moon remains faint in the sky.
The other full time bakery staff will be here in moments, so she's only going to be alone for a moment. Lila’s at the back door, unlocking it. The light is on. She's underneath it.
She pauses and turns around.
Did someone call out her name?
And then I see a shadow move. I see the rush from the corner of my eye, and I'm moving faster than I have in my life. That's one thing about orcs, we're huge, but we're still fast. This is why humans never let us into their sports. I had been parked far enough away and was in the dark, it's possible that he thought we weren’t here.
He’s so very close to my female. Lila screams and tries to dart away. The male’s long blond hair is tied back and there’s a snarl on his manic face. He’s holding a knife in his hands and screaming obscenities at Lila as he moves to block her.
I race towards him and tackle him to the ground. Bowen is next and the two of us have Jude easily pinned and his knife knocked away. In moments the male is handcuffed and his rights read to him.
“Goddamn, fucking orcs,” the male screams.
I punch him in the face to knock him out cold.
Bowen chuckles and calls for backup. He reaches out and shakes my hand. “Our females and offspring are safe.”
“Safe,” I confirm.
“Urdan,” Lila cries out. I turn as she comes jogging towards me, a look of relief and delight on her face.
“No,” I thunder. “Stay away.”
She skids to a stop and her mouth drops open.
“It is the dark of winter,” I hiss. “I cannot talk to you or remain in your presence. You must wait for me until spring.”
“What?” she looks over at Bowen. “What is he talking about?”
Another deputy car pulls up and an ambulance wails in the distance. Bowen has the phone to his ear and shrugs, I’m sure wanting to stay out of this.
“Are you alright?” I question.
“Yes, because you saved me from that asshole with a knife in his hands.”
“Good. And now I’m going back to work. I will see you in the spring.” I manage to ignore the rush of hot, primitive blood rushing through my veins and the sudden thickness in my shaft. I return to my vehicle and begin my morning patrol of the neighborhood, my hands tight on the steering wheel.
The next evening…
There’s a knock on my door and I find Lila on the doorstep of my small rental.
She wears a thick coat and snow boots. “Urdan, I want you, even in the dark of winter. I missed you. It’d been so long. Can’t we at least talk?”
Wind blows the scent of her arousal straight into my lungs. “No fucking way,” I snarl, already on the edge of control. “I can’t promise to value consent until the spring. Run away from me now.”
I shut the door in her surprised face. Then I lock it for good measure. I turn off my cell phone. And shut the curtains closed tight.
Two days later…
That evening, after a long day’s work, there’s another knock on my front door. Lila is back. My resolve is weakening. She’s obviously had more time to think this through because her approach this time is more difficult to rebuff.
This time she wears more form fitting clothes.
And she holds a plate of treats as well as warm meat and potatoes. And on the ground beside her are several large bottles of orc ale.
“Lila,” I growl. “You are not thinking this through clearly.”
“I actually am.”
“I have already told you that I cannot promise to value consent. What if I accidentally do something to you that you did not consent to?”
“I am telling you right now that I want to be with you and I will not be running away, trying to spark your kidnapping instincts. I am here to stay and I’ve brought food with me.”
I glance at the platter and sniff. “Did you make that by hand?”
“It is all handmade by me, except for the ale. And I plan on feeding it to you with my hands.”
I groan and open the door. She walks past me inside. I pick up the ale and take it in too.
She puts down the platter at the kitchen table. I use my hands to open the top of two bottles of ale.
“You said you were doing this…”
“I am doing this,” she agrees.
I light the fireplace and turn up the heater extremely high because my female needs it much warmer than I do. And then I strip off my shirt and walk around barefoot. In moments Lila has her outer layers off and we are soon sitting in chairs facing each other.
“My cock is already thick and leaking.”
“That’s good to hear.”
“I will want a blow job.”
“I want to give you a blow job.”
“I need fast sex with you several times to get the wildness out of my blood and empty my hot seed. We will still need to continue to have lots of sex after that, for most of the winter. But I will remain more sane if I know that you’ll always be by my side and I won’t have to chase you.”
She picks up a cupcake and hand feeds me a bite. I instantly calm down. “I love your treats.”
“Thank you. I baked this one myself and decorated too, of course.”
We spend much time at the table. It indeed is very calming to simply have her near, inhaling her scent and knowing she will not run. She feeds me beef and potatoes, my favorite. In between I finish a whole bottle of ale.
Lila sips and finishes half a bottle, which I can tell is already making her tipsy.
“This is working,” I say. “My cock is hard and my pants are tented but at the same time I feel calm, without the need to throw you in my car and take you to my cave.”
She grins.
“But now I need more.” I lurch to my feet and close the blinds. Then I sit back down on my chair and reach forward and pull her chair close to mine.
“I need inside of you,” I tell her. “My seed is boiling and needs release inside of you.”
She reaches down to take off her clothes. I sit in my chair again and help Lila remove her pants and her underwear and then my female is naked from the bottom, down. Then she stands in front of me and removes her shirt and her bra and now she is entirely naked and her breasts swing free.
I growl, pull her close between my thighs and spend time holding each perfect breast in my hands and sucking and pinching on her nipples. Finally, I reach down and finger her wet channel between her thighs. “You are ready?”
“Please.”
She watches with wide eyes as I open my buckle, unzip my pants and allow my thick, green, leaking shaft to spring free.
“Oh wow.”
I hold onto her hips and waist and help her to climb up onto my lap with her legs splayed on either side of my hips.
“Grab my shoulders. I’ll hold you.”
I reach underneath and position my cock at her entrance. Then I start to lower her, slowly. She squeaks and sighs as I begin to fill her up. I start to thrust my hips up, giving her small thrusts. Soon my shaft fills her up all the way.
Then her arms are around my neck and she’s kissing me hard. I sneak my hand between where our bodies meet and find her clit and start strumming her nub.
I break off the kiss. “I need to fuck you hard.”
“Yes, please.”
I place my hand on her hip and start lifting my own hips. I’m able to slam into her while keeping my finger moving right where she needs it. In moments I can feel the pulse of her channel as it tightens during her release. She cries out as her orgasm shakes her entire body.
I throw back my head and roar out my own release. I pull her down as fill her as deep as I can because this is the special moment when I will impregnate my female. My seed shoots inside of her again and again and again. The rush is so hard black spots form in my eyes.
I wrap my arms around Lila and hold her tight and take her down to the ground with me and in moments we are on the rug, in front of the crackling fireplace.
Soon we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
“Can we go to my house?”
Lila asks this after we’ve taken a shower and are both drying off, because my jizz was so copious that it was running down the inside of her thighs and I assumed we smelled like a sex house.
I gaze into her beautiful eyes, trying to understand why she wants us to leave suddenly. And then I say, “I want to formally meet your offspring.”
“Oh please, I know you already know them. Lacy told me recently all you’ve been doing for them since you came back. Justin said you’ve been secretly hanging out with them a school breaks, talking with them and bringing them snacks. You were their Secret Santas.”
“I like them.”
Her eyes water. “I know…I know. My two kids are wonderful. They're at prime cuteness. They are the loves of my life. Were you hoping for a mate who didn’t have children yet?”
“I did not care one way or the other. Will your children accept orc siblings?”
“Yes. They have orc cousins already.”
“Your parents can accept orc grandchildren?”
“They already have orc grandchildren and as far as I can tell love them at the same level as they love the other human grandchildren.”
“This is good to know.”
“Will your father accept human grandchildren?”
“Yes. I already asked him this and he was happy with the idea.”
“Urdan, my kids need love and attention and a dad, and I thought that I was giving them that when I married their father originally, and now it's as if they don't even have a dad. I moved back to the small town where I was born and raised because my whole family is still here, and they're literally going to the schools that I went to. It's a great environment for them. But if I were to remarry, that man would need to…”
“Become their father?”
“Basically. And they can’t be treated as second best because they aren’t orcs.”
I pull her close because I already want to sink inside of her again. “All of our offspring will be treated with equal amounts of love and attention.”
She hugs me tight. “We’ll arrive at an empty house. But they’ll be back in the morning with my parents.”
“That sounds good.”
“Are you sure?”
“I love the idea of arriving at an empty house so we can fuck again on your bed with you on top. Then afterwards, I will fuck you from behind and over fill you again with my seed.”
She laughs. “I love you.”
Soon we are both dressed and Lila follows me in her car while I drive my SUV and park in her driveway. We barely make into the house with the door closed behind us before I sink inside of her again with her back against the wall in the entryway.
Her screams of release soon ring out through the house.