Chapter 7
In The Woods Somewhere
My phone pinged with a text message.
Briar
Don’t let her come home. I got the kids. She is going to try to be responsible, but we’re seriously good.
“What’s a candle have to do with orc stuff?”
I choked before seeing another message from Briar.
Briar
“What?” I asked, hoping I misheard the question.
“Candles. Briar said something about a candle, and my mind will run wild with that until I know what she’s talking about.”
What in the actual fuck was I supposed to say. This wasn’t first date talk. This was meant for when she’d already agreed to be my mate.
“How about we discuss some things on the ride over. Including our limits and some things you should know about me. Then I’ll tell you all about the candle when we get to my place. Sound good, Stevie?”
I didn’t use her nickname since this was a serious conversation. It was not an opportunity to rip every piece of clothing off her curvy body and bend her over the bed of my truck, or to see just how flexible she was in the front cab of my rig.
Fucking mating hormones.
I needed to know how experienced she was. If she was open to exploring my world a little.
Then you can do whatever she allows you to. I said to myself, willing my body to get on board with the plan.
“Limits? Like sex limits?” she asked.
“Yes, like sex limits. What you like, or what you want me to do. What is a hard no? I don’t want to do anything to make you uncomfortable or that you aren’t into.”
She took a few seconds to think before answering.
“I like being submissive.” I swallowed the groan begging to escape and nodded for her to continue.
“I don’t like being restrained or degraded in any way.
I’m comfortable with my limits being pushed as long as you listen to me and don’t push too hard.
I don’t have a ton of experience with non-vanilla sex, but when I tell you that I’ve read some books that have me intrigued, I mean it. ”
I blinked for a few seconds to gather my thoughts on her honesty.
“Thank you for sharing with me. I know we are still getting to know each other, but I’m sure you feel this…
connection between us like I do.” Her slight nod was everything, so I continued.
“I like being dominant, so that works. I don’t like a partner who isn’t honest or tells me they’re into something when they’re not.
I have a hard no for impact play. I can’t hit you, and the thought of degrading you sounds physically painful so that also works.
I like to push, but I am a fan of enthusiastic consent, so I’ll be checking in throughout. ”
I could see her breasts heaving out of the corner of my vision as her breathing increased with each word, and her legs were subtly rubbing together seeking relief already.
My truck was going to smell amazing. Hell, it already was, and she was still fully clothed.
“So that’s that then, huh? First date and we got it all figured out.
Look at us. Go team! What a night, I mean, I don’t know what I was expecting.
” Apparently, my mate is a nervous rambler.
I smiled and let her continue for a few more seconds.
“I have to tell you it’s been a minute since anyone else has gotten all up in—”
“Spread your legs, peaches.”
I savored the sound of her gulping at my direction.
“W-what?”
“I said spread your legs.” I shot an ounce of my dom tone in to gauge her reaction. Scenting the way her pussy gushed so perfectly, I figured she was into it.
Thank fuck.
“Yes, sir,” she breathed out in barely a whisper. I somehow managed to keep both hands on the wheel despite her calling me sir effortlessly.
“Don’t talk about any other people you’ve fucked when you’re with me, Stevie.”
“What?”
“You were about to tell me how long it’s been since you were with someone, right? How long it’s been since someone has touched you?”
“Y-yes. I was. I just wanted to be transparent because, I don’t know, you seem really experienced at all this, which I’m not a nun by any means, there was this one time—”
“Touch yourself.” I growled. A full on monstrous, deep, and guttural sound to interrupt her again.
“What? Like, touch…touch myself…in here?” Stevie looked out the truck windows and saw that we were on a densely tree-lined stretch of road.
I took one hand off the wheel, slowing down to avoid any actual risk even though I knew this road like the back of my hand, and grabbed her chin to look at me.
“I will never let anyone see what’s mine.
Trust is earned, peaches, and I don’t plan on losing yours.
Ever.” I turned back facing the road. “Say red or yellow anytime you want to stop or slow down, of course. But if you want to get started before we get to my place, I’m completely on board if you are. ”
An invitation.
A challenge.
It didn’t take long for me to hear the thrilling sound of fabric rustling. Seeing her hand move toward her panties out of the corner of my eye nearly did me in.
“That’s it. Such a good girl for me.” I gripped the wheel tighter and slowed down even more to enjoy the show as much as possible while keeping us safe. “Now, tell me what you feel.”
She whimpered, softly moaning at my command.
Fuck me, she was making delicious sounds and getting wetter by the second while my dumbass had to pay attention to the fucking road.
“I feel soaked,” she said, moving her hand more between her thighs.
“Yes, you do.” I swallowed. “I can hear that sweet wetness. I can smell that peachy scent of yours drenching my seats. Are you still above your underwear, peaches?”
“What underwear?”
I slammed on the brakes, harder than I intended, pulling off to the side of the dark road before her words fully registered. We weren’t going to make it home before I tasted my mate’s cunt.
My inner monster—the orc that had been riding my baser instincts hard since first inhaling her perfect peachy scent—needed his mate, overriding any sense of control I’d had while driving.
I turned my head, appreciating how the dashboard lights softly lit Stevie’s silhouette in the darkness. She was beautiful. She was everything.
“Are you telling me,” I paused to gather my thoughts.
“That my peachy-cinnamon-scented goddess spent the entire evening walking around a town of monsters, shifters, and folks with unnatural scenting capabilities, in not a single scrap of clothing covering your sweet pussy under that sinful, tempting dress of yours?”
“Do you want to check for yourself, sir?”
“Naughty thing,” I muttered before opening my truck door. I wasted no time, opting to climb over the truck’s roof like a feral monster. I landed in a pile of crunchy leaves with a loud thump, then swung her door open and pulled her to the edge of the bench seat.
“Let me see how exposed you were for the entire town tonight.”
I looked into her eyes, accepting her tiny nod as a sign of consent.
I hitched the silver dress further up her thick thighs, squeezing the soft flesh as I exposed her center to the crisp night air. I gazed at my late-night snack. Sweet, glistening folds of deep pink greeted me, and true to her word, there was no underwear in sight.
“I need to taste this sweet pussy, naughty girl. And you’re going to let me, aren’t you? You’re going to let me devour you right here on the side of the road because you’ve been teasing me the entire night and want to let me have my fill. Say, ‘yes sir’ if you agree, Stevie.”
She nodded.
“Words, peaches. I need your words.” I lightly tapped her pulsing clit a to remind her I was waiting on an answer.
“Y-yes, sir. Yes, please eat my—”
I didn’t wait for her to finish and ran my nose up and down her slit.
Wetness greeted me, like my mate’s body knew she’d have to be primed and ready to take my knot later if she wanted.
My cock throbbed at the thought as my tusks rubbed on her inner thighs, leaving little scratch marks to remind her tomorrow that I’d been down here worshipping her.
I stretched out my long tongue, never more thankful for that part of my anatomy, and tasted her all the way from her tight, little ass to her sensitive, throbbing clit.
As soon as I swiped my tongue up her center, I knew what divinity tasted like.
Peaches. Cinnamon. Candied almonds.
Mate.
I stopped teasing and dove in. Nipping and sucking, I plowed my tongue into her pussy, licking up every drop she offered me.
Stevie writhed on the truck seat, grabbing my hair for purchase and pulling tight.
She moaned unabashedly. Savoring the sound, I looked up, seeing she’d closed her eyes and was biting her lower lip to silence her cries of pleasure.
“Stevie,” I snarled, pulling away from her. “If you don’t stop chewing on that lower lip so you can let every beast in these woods know that you’re mine by screaming my name, I will find very creative ways to punish you.”
She released her lower lip and writhed against me once more.
“Eyes on me, peaches.”
I maintained eye contact as I dove back in and ate her sweet cunt like my life depended on it. She’d taken my threat seriously and stopped biting her lower lip, letting out the beautifully loud moans and whimpers she’d been smothering to echo around the forest.
I pulled slightly away before praising my mate.
“Good girl, peaches. That’s it. Let me know what’s working or what else you like.
” I took the opportunity to push my index finger into her warm core, savoring the way she clenched around the hardness like she was begging for something more, something bigger.
I leaned forward again, sucking on her clit while continuing to rub on the inside of her soaking cunt, searching for that spot to make her come completely undone.
“Thrakh,” she whispered between whimpering moans. “I’m so close. So, so close.”