Chapter 16
Talk So Pretty, But Your Heart Got Teeth
“It wasn’t just jizz.” This was the most awkward conversation of my life.
“What if I had used it? Ohmygod, what if Briar used it already because she’s always borrowing my stuff? The kids?! Ohmygod they all know what your cum smells like now, Thrakh,” Stevie spit out rapidly. “I have to get rid of it.”
“No!” I’d beg if she made me. “It’s part of the whole orc thing.
It’s important. I promise it isn’t like an actual cum candle, Stevie, give me some credit.
Yes, some of my…seed is in there, but it’s mixed with herbs and various things to help you, someone with human anatomy, take me without injuring yourself.
” I motioned toward my dick, the swollen knot throbbing at the base as if it heard us talking.
“I also added some pregnancy protection since we haven’t talked about kids.
Human contraceptive doesn’t work on orc seed.
Can I massage it into your skin? Please? ”
She stared at me without responding.
“I’d never harm you, Stevie. I swear. There’s an apothecary in town, the same one that’s working on your med transfer. I’ll take you tomorrow so you can get an ingredient list if you want. I promise it’s all normal and nothing to worry about.”
I hoped she’d trust me, but I was prepared to stop what we were doing until she felt confident in her own protection.
“Ask me anything,” I said.
She paused, looking from me to the oil and back again.
“So, you want to rub that into my skin, and it will help me take your knot and prevent your orc seed from knocking me up?”
I nodded, probably too eagerly. “Yes, exactly. It’s not invasive, and I promise it’s safe.”
She nodded.
“Get to it then.” She turned away from me, sweeping her hair orange curls forward to give me access to her entire back. The heat swirled around, creating a heady sort of weight to the room and what we were about to do.
“Do you like the heat, Stevie? Is it too much?” I asked, needing to know if she wanted to leave the room. I hoped she wouldn’t. The warmth helped keep the oil workable, and our combined sweat was driving me crazy in the best way.
“Mhmm, it’s perfect,” she answered, nodding slightly, sighing at the first dribble of the oil on her back.
Her smooth, pale skin felt so delicate under my rough fingers.
I savored how the oil felt melting into her skin, mixing with her dewy peach essence and my own that was dripping onto her from where I perched above.
“Temperatures can be fun. Experimenting with them, I mean,” I added, trying to segway into a different type of conversation.
“In what way?” she asked.
“Adding different elements to sex always heightens the senses. Getting started in the sauna warms us up, loosens our muscles, gets our bodies mixing and sliding against each other.” I demonstrated, sliding my torso over her back, letting my cock drift over her ass as it slightly dipped into the crease.
My mate moaned. I nearly came at the sound.
“Can I get you a pillow for your knees, peaches?” I asked, having one at the ready.
“I’m okay,” she said. “I’ll take more of that—how did you say it? Bodies sliding against each other? Yes, more of that, please.”
I chuckled. “Anything my mate wants, she gets.”
I continued rubbing the oil into every part of her skin I could get to, which was all of it.
After giving her a few more teasing thrusts from behind, I moved to crouch and reach her toes, touching each one individually before moving to the soles of her feet, then the tops, then around her perfect ankles.
I talked her through everything I was doing, telling her how her luscious calves drove me crazy, how I couldn’t wait to have them near my ears as I plowed into her, how I wanted her thick thighs to strangle me while tasting her.
I told her how the curves of her stomach drove me wild.
She tensed away from me as I said it, so, I spent extra time rubbing the oil into each stretch mark decorating her flesh like fine brushstrokes.
I licked them before pouring more oil, rubbing deeper into them until she no longer flinched at the touch.
I moved up her sides, stroking under her breasts, causing them to bounce up and down.
I was selfish then, leaning down to take each of her hard nipples into my mouth.
I swirled my tongue, licking around each tip until I was satisfied and my mate was dripping more than sweat and oil onto the sauna bench.
I grabbed a handful of each breast, sliding my fingers in the slickness between her cleavage.
I ignored the way I wanted to fuck my dick between them like I would her ass cheeks.
Stevie moaned, writhing against me as I took my time on each of her fingers, inner wrists, the outside of her forearms, her upper arms that caused her to flinch like she had her stomach.
So I paused, taking my time caressing her arms, hoping she felt how much I loved them, how I loved every part of her.
I slid the oil on her neck, brushing up her jawline, following each pass of my fingers with my tongue.
I praised her, telling her how beautiful she was, how perfect every inch of her soft skin was, how she captivated me in every way, how her body was everything I’d dreamed of, and I planned to show her how much I adored her every day for the rest of our lives.
I massaged the oil into her scalp, her curls already slick with sweat, sticking to the sides of her face. She continued to moan in pleasure as I went, keeping her eyes closed, letting her mate take care of her.
Worship her.
“Thrakh,” she whispered as I peppered soft kisses across her forehead.
“Hmm?”
“I need you,” she whimpered. “I need you inside me so bad, I think I’m going to combust. Please, please give me your knot. Give me your seed. Fill me with you.”
The words broke my control. I lifted her in my arms, moving slowly so not to let her slip out of them.
I carried her to my room. The big bed was freshly made and ready for us to destroy.
“You want this big orc cock, Stevie? You want to feel my knot stretch out your perfect cunt? You want me to bury my seed so far inside you that you’ll never be rid of me?”
She nodded furiously, pulling me on top of her as soon as her ass hit the comforter.
“Don’t forget.” She opened her eyes, reaching her hand up to stroke my tusk, making me growl in response.
“Forget? Forget what, my mate?”
Stevie was boneless, breathless, and ready for me. Thank the ancestors for their little ritual and thank Lyle for helping me install the sauna years ago despite saying it was a waste of space.
“Bite. I need you to bite me, Thrakh. I need you to make me yours. Claim me.”
Her big green eyes peered up at me. I lowered myself to my elbows, framing her shoulders with my body.
I kissed the tip of her nose before pressing my lips to hers for the millionth time, slowly invading her warm mouth with my tongue. I nibbled on her bottom lip as I withdrew. The way her pupils dilated had me groaning, thrusting against her already.
“You’ll wear my bite before we’re done, peaches,” I promised. “You ready to be mine?”
“I already am.”