CHAPTER 24
Zara
“ D o you swim?” Rudgar asked, peering down into the water.
I nodded, and that was all it took before he pushed me backward and I fell with a squawk. I sank into the water, livid that he’d gotten my hair wet, and kicked up to the surface just as he joined me, his humongous body hitting the water and causing a splash that flattened my hair on my head again. He was dead .
I swam to him, mounting his head with my arms and trying to drag him under, but with a simple kick of his powerful legs, he kept us upright and my struggle was for nothing.
“Oh, no. If you dunk me, I dunk you ,” I told him, and with a short, pleased chuckle, he allowed me to shove him underwater.
It wasn’t nearly as satisfying as I thought it would be, but as he rose to the surface, the water sluicing over his thick, shiny hair and down his perfect, muscled chest, I had to admit that anger wasn’t the emotion I was feeling anymore.
“No dunking,” he whispered, as he pushed me backward until my ass met a shelf under that water where I could sit, just at the right height that I could keep my head above the water. He was having no problem, his arms settling on either side of me on the shelf, his gaze dipping below the water and letting me know that he could see everything whereas I could barely see his face in the darkness of the cave. “I’ll remember that for next time.”
Something niggled at the back of my mind that this was extremely convenient. Everything was lining up perfectly for some reason, and I had no idea why.
“There’s going to be a next time?” I asked him, running my fingers across his chest and then wrapping my arms around his neck to keep him close “Because I’m pretty sure you’re being a bad boy and bad boys don’t get rewards.”
His grin lit up his face. “You like it when I’m bad.”
“Damn it,” I sighed, my head falling back as he dipped his head and latched his lips around my left nipple. “You’re right.”
“Are you comfortable?” he asked, his brow furrowing suddenly. “Is the water too hot? Are you—”
“Oh no, no,” I laughed, keeping him close and tugging his head back to my breast. “You don’t get to be a gentleman all of a sudden. Keep doing what you were doing.”
“I’m always a gentleman,” he muttered, miffed, but he latched on again, giving my nipple a hard suck that had me melting against him.
I murmured what I hoped was a “ yes ” but could very well be an alien language that I didn’t know, and pulled him closer, my legs moving to wrap around him. That was when I felt it. His strong index finger grazed my pussy, tapping my clit and then moving back to where I was leaking copious amounts of fluid that had nothing to do with the water we were in and everything to do with the orc between my legs.
“I want to kiss you here,” he whispered, and I shook my head.
“Save the kissing for outside of the barrier,” I gasped. “Kissing later. Fucking now .”
His laugh was husky and sensual, but he nodded. “Good idea.”
He leveraged himself onto the shelf of stone next to me, lifting me as if I was as light as a feather—something that made the female parts of me squeal with joy—and settled me over his lap. My thighs gave their usual protest when he was between them—because he was just so big and I was just so out of practice, but I ignored that, grabbing his long hair and tugging his head back so I could mark his throat with my teeth.
The growl in his chest told me that he enjoyed what I was doing, but I knew he was holding himself back. As a race, orcs weren’t dominated. No, they were dominant , and I knew that my male was no exception.
I felt it in the tension of his arms, the way he fought with himself to keep himself arched for me. Grinning, I released his hair and tilted my own head to bare my throat to him. There was no hesitation. He latched on with his fangs as though he’d been waiting for me.
I cried out, distracted by him for a long moment. At the same time there was a solid nudge against my pussy, and I licked my lips, curling my nails into his shoulders.
Oh, fuck. This was going to be a doozy.
He was huge . I knew that going in, but now faced with the reality of it, I swallowed hard, trepidation filling me. Was he even going to fit ? I’d only been with one other male before the bullshit with Veron had gone down, and he was a human.
Nibbling on my lower lip, my fingers flexed against his shoulders, and Rudgar ran his lips over my jaw.
“You can take me, Gul-ar,” he whispered. “You were made for me. We’re just going to take our time.”
I relaxed, easing against him, leaning my forehead on his and letting our breaths mingle. I fit so perfectly between his tusks, our bodies so different, but matched in every way. His hardness against my softness, his big hands making me feel like I was tiny and delicate.
“I love you,” I admitted to him, needing him to know before we made this step. He froze under me, his big fingers tightening their hold on my ass and a shudder moving through his entire body.
He pulled back, searching my gaze for a long moment before he captured my lips with his. “Say it again,” he demanded and I grinned.
“I love you,” I repeated, clinging to him as he squeezed me against his chest.
I gasped as my slick pussy slid an inch down his thick cock, engulfing the head. He groaned, deepening the kiss and rocking my hips with his palms on my ass. “Gods, I love you, Gul-ar. I’ve loved you since the day I met you,” he said in a dark rush before kissing me again, not allowing me to respond.
His tongue slid against mine in an erotic foray, making my head spin as he pressed his hips up against me, his cock pushing in another inch before retreating—slow and careful.
The tenderness that had filled me with his words receded to allow a conflagration of lust like I’d never felt before. “Oh Goddess,” I cried, ripping my lips from his as he thrust up again, giving me another few inches. My head fell back on my neck and I stared up at the dark, protruding stalactites in the ceiling. The water dripping off of them glittered in the darkness and I was entranced by the sight along with the pleasure that was spiraling out of control inside me.
His finger found my clit and darkness encompassed my vision.
“Oh, oh!” I heard myself making sounds, but I felt separate from it. As if I was having an out-of-body experience. It was only when the pleasure converged, becoming a sweet point of heat before exploding inside me in the best orgasm of my life that I realized I was here . This was happening.
I’m finally fucking my mate.
Screams of pleasure echoed through the cave, and I slumped against Rudgar, pressing sex-drunk kisses to his cheek and bearded jaw. “Rud,” I gasped, as he lifted my hips, his throbbing cock slipping out of me before he pulled me down, taking almost half of him.
“Oh!” I cried, my eyes wide as I realized that I was able to take him easier after the orgasm. As he moved me up and down his cock like his personal plaything, his feral grunts and groans made every nerve ending light up inside me.
“Fuck me,” I whispered, my words slurred. “Make me yours.”
Those words drove him even more insane. His fingers squeezed even tighter, his neatly filed claws digging into my skin and I knew he would be leaving bruises in my flesh that I would be feeling the next day.
I grinned, looking forward to it. I needed him to mark me. To claim me.
“My rut,” he gasped, fucking up into me until my eyes crossed. “It’s coming.”
“I don’t know what that is,” I moaned, each word punctuated by a forceful thrust of his hips until he was almost all the way inside. My pussy had never been this full. I wasn’t sure where he ended and where I started.
Something inside of me was fixing itself. Knitting back together—or maybe becoming whole for the first time. This. The connection. This was what I’d been missing my entire life.
“I’m losing myself,” he growled, his words becoming deeper and harder to understand. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t”, I told him, burying my face against his shoulder and just feeling the amazing sensations of his cock rubbing against the most pleasurable spots inside of me that I hadn’t known existed. “You’ll never hurt me.”
I had complete and utter trust in this male. If there was one thing I was certain of, it was that he would hurt himself before he hurt me.
His groan sounded lost as he tugged me down harder, burying the last few inches of his cock inside me and a scream left me again, hurting my throat this time. I was dizzy, the heat between us making sweat pour off of me.
Thank fuck we’re in the water or I would be sweating like a pig.
This was my last thought before I lost all conscious ability to think. All I could do was feel .
Rudgar turned us, moving me from my position above him until I was laying down on the shelf. I was floating in the heated water, my body prone under him—still connected to his—while he stared down at me. His intense eyes were black—his pupils completely overtaking the iris.
He stared down at me for a long moment before he braced himself over me and thrust . With the power only a creature of his size could have.
My mouth fell open as he filled me, unable to make a sound. It was too good. This couldn’t be real. The pleasure I was feeling was out of this world. Something I was sure didn’t exist.
That was until he did it again. His own head had fallen forward and I saw his exposed fangs—sharp and gleaming.
He murmured something in Orcish that I couldn’t hear, and then he thrust in again. His hiss was long and loud, lost in another cry from me.
That was when he started fucking. His hips churned—brutal thrusts, punctuated with loud cries and the sounds of water and our bodies slapping together.
“Everything I’ve dreamed of,” he murmured in Orcish against my hair, keeping my upper body above the water while he fucked me into the next century.
“I’m coming,” I warned, but I was already there, screaming as my pussy clenched around him. He shoved into me with such force that we moved along the shelf, butting up against a solid wall of rock behind me. It was smooth—thank the Goddess Mother, because I wouldn’t have stopped him if it was sharp rock stabbing into me anyway.
One hard thrust and a cry from him was all the warning that I had as he came, shuddering against me, and spilling with such strength inside me, pumping me full of his cum, that I wiggled my hips to try to keep him still so I could feel it.
I didn’t need to bother. He was stock-still as he came, powerful shudders moving through his big body while I was pressed up against him. I moaned, trying to catch my breath, trailing my fingers down his back and tightening my legs around his waist—though they couldn’t wrap all the way around.
“Rud—” I started, my eyes going wide as I realized that he wasn’t softening inside me.
That sound was the catalyst for him to move again, his hips rocking forward as he fucked into me again.
“More,” he slurred against my neck, nuzzling the skin there and grazing it with his fangs. “I want to mark you.”
“Mark me,” I moaned, the tingle at the base of my spine and in my toes telling me I was close to another orgasm again—which was unheard of. Multiples weren’t my forte, and I’d already come twice.
He didn’t hesitate, biting into my skin. The pain made me yelp, but his cock made it all better as he hit a spot inside me that had me losing myself for a long minute. My head was spinning as he swirled his tongue over the spot he had bitten me and pushed me forward again, moving me up the rock at my back.
I moaned as he moved us up again, standing on the shelf and fucking me against the wall. “Too much,” I cried, shaking my head from side to side as he growled low in his throat. “I’m going to come again,” I argued, but he made a low, throaty sound of approval instead of slowing.
My back was touching the warm slab of solid rock and my front was plastered against the hard male in front of me who was blazing like a furnace, fucking furiously inside of me. I was so overheated I was almost certain I was going to pass out.
And with one final shove of his hips, I came, spiraling out of control as every inch of my body lit up on fire. I was gasping for breath as I felt his cock jerk inside of me, pouring his come as he bellowed to the ceiling.
The rest of the moment was lost to me, as I floated in bliss up in the clouds of my brain. When I came back to myself, I was plastered across my mate’s chest and we were laying on the floor of the cave next to the pool. My breathing was still ragged, but he was running a palm down my back and I was much cooler than before.
Did I pass out from heat stroke?
My sluggish brain was trying to figure out what the hell had just happened when Rudgar shifted against me. That was when I realized his cock was still inside of me. Impossibly hard as his cum dripped down my legs.
My face flushed with heat, but I grinned, tilting my head to look up at him. He was staring down at me with so much love and affection in his gaze that I felt my heart clench hard.
“You’re going to need to kill that asshole and break this curse,” he groaned, squeezing me tight against him. “Because I can’t imagine not doing that multiple times a day for the rest of my life.”
I could barely breathe, my body still floating high on endorphins, but I choked out a laugh, because I agreed with him. There was no way I could live without sex with him for any long period of time now that I knew that that was what it was like. A mind-blowing, life-altering event.
“Trust me, this is going to be my number one motivation,” I said with a grin, pressing my lips to his hard chest under my cheek. A shiver of pleasure ran through me and I saw the self-satisfied smirk cross my mate’s face.
I would have said something about it, but if I was being honest, the male deserved to wear that look. No one else deserved it more. He’d made me come so many times I’d lost count, and they’d been so strong, so powerful, that I was almost certain I’d lost a certain level of brain function with them.
“Did you want to take a bath to clean up?” I asked with a yawn, and his grumble of disagreement made a smile curl across my lips.
The twinge in my pussy, my thighs and my stomach told me that I would be sore as hell the next day, but I couldn’t find it inside me to care. This had been the best day of my life. I had my mate, phenomenal sex, my family—three members of whom were most definitely traumatized in the cavern where they heard everything —and the means to kill the warlock who made my life a living hell.
Everything’s coming up roses.
I snuggled into Rudgar’s chest, taking a deep breath, letting myself become drunk on his scent again as I slipped into a restful sleep.