Chapter 14
Addy
“Are we flipping a coin for the bed tonight?” I ask Leif. Tonight was a lot, and he looks worn out as he looks out the window at the twinkling stars. The lack of clouds is going to make it even colder tonight; I don’t want to put the hedgehogs outside.
He snorts at my question as I come to stand next to him, snaking my arm around his waist. So natural, like this is where my arm always rests. “I’ll share,” he says without looking at me. His arm curls around me, tucking me into his side. I was made for him, to fit right here next to him.
Looking up at his profile, I wait a beat, wondering if he’ll catch up.
He doesn’t. “I meant with the Quill family. Not between you and me. I’m not letting you go.
” With that, he chuckles. “No, no coin flip. They’re tuckered out and curled up in their basket.
Lucy spent a long time ‘training’ them tonight. The bed is all ours.”
Once he’s set me on the bed, he layers kisses up and down my neck as his hands roam my body.
“Your skin is so soft, so fragrant,” he murmurs as he pulls my sweater up and over my head.
I’m afraid he can see my heart trying to leap from my chest as he pauses to admire my breasts.
“This lacy thing is pretty. But not as pretty as you naked.”
“It’s only fair that you undress so I can admire you,” I say once I’m naked and exposed to him.
He complies without complaint, taking time to swing his hips, Magic Mike style for me.
My face hurts from smiling so wide at my big, grumpy orc dancing for me.
His dance moves lead him away from me, but he returns a minute later with another toy.
“This one spins,” he says, turning it on. Holy moly, it does. It’s dark green, with pretty swirls of teal and blue. Along the shaft are rows of nubs. I grasp it while it spins, and the nubs massage my palm. Yes, please.
“Did you spend a lot of time inspecting these?” I ask, wondering how he had time to cook and…experiment with these toys. He shakes his head no, taking it back from me.
“Just this one. The hedgehogs helped.” That admission makes me laugh. What is my life that the hedgehogs picked out this evening’s dildo for us?
“My turn,” I say, standing in front of him.
Leif looks me up and down with a look of satisfaction that makes me stand a little straighter.
His eyes linger on my breasts, and he licks his lips.
Already hard, his heavy cock arches, resting against my thigh.
The silkiness and wetness from precum makes me moan. I want this orc so badly.
Dropping to my knees, I run my hands up his thick, muscular thighs.
I swear Leif purrs like a delighted cat.
Licking the tip of his cock, tasting his cum, the need for more overwhelms me.
“Leif?” I say, looking up at him. His face looks frozen, as if he can’t quite decide what to think or do. “Sit down on the bed.”
Once he’s seated, my neck is at a better angle as I lick up and down his shaft, savoring the heft of him.
Taking his balls in one hand—they barely fit—I take his cock in my mouth and suck.
The hiss that escapes Leif makes me preen—I’m doing a good job.
He rests one hand on my head, kneading my scalp gently.
The other brings the dildo to my breasts.
The moving, vibrating nubs send electricity straight to my core, making me pause to breathe while I clench.
Letting him go, I rise up on my knees, one hand on his and the dildo, the other brings his cock to swirl around my nipples.
“I’ll take this,” I say. The gleam in his eyes is all the approval I need.
Sucking on him, I pleasure myself with the vibrator, focusing on my clit.
Both his hands support my head—not tugging, just encouraging me.
It’s still not enough. I let him pop out of my mouth like a lollipop, smiling at his gasp. “You’re torturing me,” he growls. Good.
Adjusting my thighs again, I settle myself onto the vibrator. The stretch combined with the moving nubs is almost too much, and I cry out.
“What are you—” his voice fades as he looks down at me. “Ohhhh,” his word is a half-moan, half-grumble. “That’s not allowed for naughty girls.” But there’s only need in his voice.
“Says—who?” I say in between breaths as I grab his dick once more and swirl my tongue around the head before taking it as deep as I can—which is not far at all, all while riding the dildo.
My body flushes as my orgasm hits hard. I lose my rhythm and cry out, hand digging into his thigh.
I’ve barely opened my eyes and come back to earth when I’m lifted off the ground and spun onto the bed. “Dizzy,” I breathe. He peppers my skin with kisses as he slowly removes the device, causing me to cry out. My body still tightens, looking for something to clench.
“Oh, Addy,” he says, also breathless, kissing across my collarbone, hands and knees on either side of me. “You’re driving me wild.” His cock presses against my clit. I lift my hips just enough. There, just a little more.
“Do you want more?” he asks, and I whimper my response. “More dildo, or me?”
“You,” I breathe. “I want you to fill me up.”
“That’s my girl,” he says, lightly raking his tusks against my chest. He adjusts his cock and presses into me.
I thought the dildo stretched me, but this is another level. He’s partway in, hips rocking back and forth, and the heat of him is delicious. “More,” I demand, pressing on his back.
Taking my breast in his mouth, sucking my nipple almost too hard, he slides in farther. “Again,” I say, and he complies.
I’m breathing so hard by the time he’s full hilt inside me. Both nipples hard and throbbing, wanting more of his mouth as he rocks into me. The pressure builds, and as he whispers praise at me, telling me how good I am, how well I take him, he thrusts faster. “That’s right, pretty girl. Milk me.”
I never in a million years thought I’d fuck an orc, let alone fall madly and desperately in love with him. Or savor the praise at milking his cock. The weight of him is comforting, even as my thighs burn at being stretched open wide.
The second orgasm is even more intense. He huffs out as he comes, overflowing me.
Head buzzing from all the pleasure, I laugh when he pulls out and flops down next to me, one arm and leg still draped over me, claiming me.
“I didn’t think I needed you, or a mate.
I hated being alone, but I never dreamed I would find someone like you.
Someone who lights up the world with her laugh.
Who makes me feel alive, desired. I don’t care if we were set up by a magical ornament or not. ”
He runs the dildo over my body as he speaks, and now I’m the cat purring in satisfaction.