Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
ORTHORR
I froze at Cedric’s demand, holding my breath. He had been begging only moments before, but I refused to move a single inch without his permission.
“Cedric? What’s wrong?”
He panted into the bedding, knuckles turning white where he gripped it tightly. I worried he was in pain, Simon said if he felt any pain, his body wasn’t ready to take me yet, but when I moved to pull out again, he made a sound of protest.
“Don’t!”
“Cedric. I don’t understand. What do you need?”
He whimpered, and with his face mostly hidden in the bedding, I couldn’t see his expression, but I could see the flush as it worked its way down his pale skin. He was embarrassed, and I wasn’t sure why.
“Am I hurting you?” I pressed, because as much as I wished to let him take his time explaining things to me, I never wanted to hurt him.
“No, I just… I was going to come and–” He made another sound, this one I recognized as embarrassment, and his body clenched around the head of my cock with his distress.
I had to squeeze my eyes shut to stop myself from thrusting into the tight heat wrapped around my cock, drawing in steadying breaths so I could focus on what my ravsol needed from me.
“Can you reach your cock?”
He peeked at me, his brows furrowed, but nodded uncertainly.
“Wrap your fingers around the base and squeeze if you feel close. It should help. Unless you would prefer me to stop–”
He didn’t even let me finish that sentence, finally twisting enough that I could see his face. “No! Don’t stop! Don’t ever stop! Please, Orthorr!”
Seeing the open honesty on his face, I took him at his word, pushing a little more inside him.
He made a choked sound, scrambling to reach beneath him, and moaned almost constantly as I sank into him.
He made no sounds of pain or discomfort, and when my hips pressed against his ass, he clenched around me again, ripping a groan from me.
“Ungh, Cedric… If you do that, I’ll–”
“Yes! Yes! Do it, Orthorr!” he pleaded. I wasn’t even sure he knew what he asked for, too delirious with pleasure to ask. It was like his body was made for me, and when I pulled back a few inches and pressed forward again, he sang with his pleasure.
I found myself at the whims of my body’s demands, my movements picking up until the sound of our skin slapping together accompanied our noises of pleasure.
My fingers dug into Cedric’s hips, sweat dewing on my skin as I pounded into him.
He never made any signs of distress or pain and didn’t ask me to stop again.
Instead, his words were a mix of pleas and babbles I couldn’t quite understand.
It didn’t matter. There was only one word I needed to hear, and he said it more than once.
“Yes, yes, yesyesyesyes– Ah!”
I’d shifted to lean over Cedric’s back, wanting to be as close to him as I could.
It changed the angle of my thrusts, and Cedric’s body tightened around mine, his eyes flying open in surprise.
A growl ripped from me, and I thrust inside him again, harder that time, watching the shocked expression overtake his face.
It took only a few more thrusts before he was coming apart beneath me, his body writhing and his cries filling the air, dragging me into release right along with him thanks to the tight grip of his body on my cock.
“Ungh, Cedric,” I growled, hips moving as I rode out the waves of my release.
When it finally ended, I collapsed on top of him, flattening him to the bed with my cock still inside him, but before I could roll away so I didn’t crush him, his hand reached back and caught my thigh, keeping me exactly where I was.
My body throbbed with such an intense release, and the exhaustion from the day made my mind fuzzy, but I couldn’t let myself fall asleep until I was sure Cedric was okay.
He sounded like he enjoyed it, but I wanted to be sure.
If necessary, I would visit the healers for a salve to help him. I’d gotten a little rough in the end.
“Cedric?”
“Hmm?” He sounded barely awake, his breathing settling into the deep rhythm of sleep. I felt myself smile as I pressed a kiss to his shoulder. He didn’t sound like he was in any pain, and when I shifted him enough to see his face, he had a smile pulling at his lips.
“Sleep,” I whispered, pressing a kiss against his jaw. “I have you.”
And I had no intention of ever letting him go.
CEDRIC
I woke up still wrapped in Orthorr’s arms. He was asleep, his face lax and his breathing steady, and I took a moment to admire him, my heart filled with joy as I studied the lines of his face. He really was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen.
He must have felt me staring at him because he stirred, and his eyes opened slowly, that now familiar sky blue becoming my absolute favorite as he blinked at me, and a sleepy smile spread across his face.
I couldn’t help leaning in for a kiss, tasting the smile and answering with one of my own.
My fingers sifted through his beard, drawing him closer, and when I slid my tongue against his, he let out a happy grumbly sound that made my already hard cock twitch.
The sexiest thing about Orthorr was his smile.
He didn’t immediately roll me beneath him and take me, despite the needy noises I began making when his hips rocked against mine. Instead, he pulled back, running his fingers through my hair as he looked me over.
“How are you feeling? Do you have any pain?”
I shook my head, but when he gave me a pointed look, telling me without words that he wanted me to truly think about it, I assessed my body before answering again. “A mild ache, but it’s not unpleasant.” Shyly, I admitted, “I like it. Like a small reminder of what we did last night.”
He rewarded my confession with another smile that took my breath away, capturing my lips and rolling me beneath him so that I was entirely at his mercy. When he started rocking in a way I was familiar with, I made a noise of protest, nipping at his lip when he pulled away.
“Orthorr… I want you inside me…”
He groaned, his face screwed up as he tried to maintain his control. “I don’t want to hurt you, ravsol.”
Pushing him onto his back, which I knew I only accomplished because he allowed it, I crawled on top of him, straddling his hips, my hands planted on their side of his head as I frowned down at him.
“I know my own body, Orthorr. I can tell you when I’ve had enough.
Don’t deny us what we both want because of fear. ”
He froze, staring up at me with an awed expression, and when he cupped my cheek, his tone was reverent. “I’ve never met anyone as brave as you, kolrav. I’m blessed that you chose me.”
There he went, being so romantic I wanted to melt again.
I responded with a kiss filled with as much love as I could send his way, letting out a happy sigh as his rough hands slid over my skin.
Reaching behind me, I urged one hand lower, moaning as his fingers trailed over my hole.
I wasn’t lying, I was a little sore, but it wasn’t enough to deter me from asking for more.
Last night had been the most amazing experience I’d ever had, and I wanted a repeat.
Thankfully, Orthorr didn’t argue anymore.
He grabbed the oil, coating his fingers, and set to work stretching me while distracting me with kisses until I was writhing on top of him and thrusting back onto his fingers.
I’d never felt anything like it, full but still aching for more.
The only thing that eased that ache was his cock inside me.
When he rolled me beneath him, I could tell he wanted to put me on my hands and knees like before, but I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder, shaking my head.
“I want to see you. Can we do it this way?”
I saw the conflict on his face. I remember what he said about being on my hands and knees being easier on me, but I didn’t mind a little discomfort if it meant I could see his face and kiss him whenever I wanted. Besides, it hadn’t been painful last night. I was sure it’d be fine.
“Alright, kolrav. But we will go slow. If it hurts, you will tell me.”
I nodded to assuage him, trembling with anticipation as he pushed my knees against my chest and slicked up his cock.
Watching him leaning over me, his cheeks ruddy and his mouth falling open in pleasure as he sank into me, was almost as good as feeling him inside me.
I moaned, legs wrapping around his hips when he released them, and reached between us to squeeze the base of my cock to stop myself from coming too soon.
Orthorr noticed, and a wicked grin overtook his face as he drew his hips back and pushed in a little faster.
I gasped, squeezing again, and realized too late what that grin meant. He wasn’t going to go easy on me.
I arched and moaned as he thrust into me, hard enough to make it feel amazing without actually hurting me.
He played with the rhythm and angle, like he wanted to learn what I liked the best, and I was so mindless with pleasure, I could do nothing but take what he gave me.
What little focus I had was spent entirely on keeping myself from coming too soon.
I could tell he was getting close when his face twisted with a ferocity I’d come to adore.
He only ever looked at me like that when he was close to completion, jaw tight and expression all heat and adoration.
I loved that look and reached for him automatically, drawing him closer so I could feel his body against mine.
“Ah! Orthorr! There!” I cried, writhing beneath him.
I hadn’t realized pulling him down like that would change the angle, causing him to continually brush against that spot from the night prior, the one that had me seeing stars.
When he pressed down further, covering me completely, I nearly sobbed as he struck that spot dead on.
With his cock thrusting inside me perfectly and his hard abs rubbing against my cock, I didn’t stand a chance.
I shattered, my release exploding through me so intensely, I could barely breathe. “Ungh!”
Orthorr’s groan of ecstasy against my ear as he chased his release made me clench around him, and he came inside me a moment later, drawing one last moan from me.
“And they call us dangerous,” he panted in his language against my ear. He must have forgotten for a moment that I could understand him.
I laughed out loud, which made my body clench and both of us groan, and Orthorr dropped his weight on top of me, too exhausted to hold himself up any longer. I didn’t mind. I loved feeling his big body against mine. I loved everything about him.
“I love you.”
I froze. I hadn’t meant to say that out loud. I’d been holding myself back from saying it for days now, not wanting to come off too needy and clingy. It was too early in our relationship for declarations of love. Wasn’t it?