Chapter 16
Ifollow the sound of Glavior stomping through the woods to the clearing where the pit is. Glavior snatches a few fallen trees off the ground and lines them up over the opening in the ground, then he uses his claw to cut a piece of bark off another tree, then flipped it to the smooth side and wrote something on it. He threw the hand made sign onto the group of trees covering the pit then stomped around the clearing, grumbling and cursing.
“Glavior.” I call out to him. I’m not sure what I expected of him, but it wasn’t for him to growl and flip me off over his shoulder.
“Go away, Little Pixie. I don’t want to talk to you.”
His voice is deep and growly, filled with anger that I just don’t understand.
“Too fucking bad!” I shout, walking closer.
Glavior looks over his shoulder and stomps away from me. We play a small game of chase, where I try to move closer to him and he stomps off in the opposite direction. Eventually, I get tired of chasing him around so I do the only thing I can think to do. Dree said Orcs respond to dominance from females, so I try it. I don’t exactly know what he means by ‘dominance’ but I figure I’m great at being a bitch, so I go with that.
“Stop.” I demand, keeping my voice firm but not really loud.
I’m amazed that Glavior actually freezes on the spot. I take a step closer to him, testing to see if he would move away again, but he doesn’t do anything. Moving until I’m right behind him. I tilt my head, watching as his shoulders move up and down with each harsh breath. I can see the cloud of air circling his head, probably from his nostrils as he pants.
“Turn.” I command again, curious about what he will do.
Glavior about faces, turning so I can see his face, judge his reactions. His pupils are wide, almost taking up all of the bright green. His skin is flushed dark blue and I was right about the panting breaths causing smoke to puff from his nose. Spittle flies off his clenched teeth and his tusks almost look like they are quivering. His hands are balled into fits and not even the tight leather pants he is wearing can hide his large erection.
“Kneel.” I point to the ground, wanting his face down level with mine so we can talk without me having to break my neck to look at him the whole time.
Glavior groans deep in his chest and his pants grow tighter. His eyes stay locked on mine and blood drips from his palms as he squeezes his fist tighter. I think his breath freezes in his chest as he watches me walk closer and falls to his knees, doing nothing to lessen the impact. The ground shakes under his weight, and I smirk at him. I step so close, I can feel his breath tickling my face.
“Glavior, we’re going to have an honest conversation. Maybe, if you’re good, I’ll give you something. Understood?”
“Yes.” He grunts out, his eyes never leaving mine. I’d say he still sounds pissed, but I honestly think his hard dick may be hurting him. Maybe I should have him undo his pants to relieve the tension.
Okay, so maybe I wanna see his dick, sue me.
“Why have you been a grumpy ass?”
“I’m always a grumpy ass.” He smarts back at me.
“Don’t be a smart ass, tell me honest answers or I’ll kick your fucking ass, Big Orc!”
I roll my eyes, pointing a finger in his face and growling in my chest. My growl doesn’t sound at all impressive compared to the guys, but it gets my point across regardless. Glavior’s eyes drop to the ground between my feet and for the first time, I think I fully understand what Dree meant when he said Orc men are submissive to their women. He didn’t mean that the men let the women make the decision, he meant that they are truly submissives, sexually and otherwise. Glavior wants a mate that can take charge in life and in the bedroom, craves the freedom of letting go of control and the ability to trust a woman to still give him pleasure, even if he doesn’t seek it for himself.
I’ve said before that I’m not a dominant woman in the bedroom, but looking at Glavior now, head bowed, on his knees and shoulders relaxed, I think I could learn to be. I sure as fuck am not opposed to the idea of calling the shots, or telling him exactly what he can do. I won’t lie and say the thought of tying this giant man up and having my way with him isn’t appealing. Something about knowing I could take this man that is easily twice my size, maybe even three times bigger than I am, and making him do whatever I want, makes me feel so much better about making him my mate. Glavior, as he is now, would never ask me to give up pieces of myself to please him. He wouldn’t try to hold me back or demand things of me that I can’t give.
“Look at me, Glavior.”
Slowly, Glavior lifts his face and looks back into my eyes. I stare into his beautiful green eyes, reading all the emotions he refuses to show on his face. I see his longing, his sadness and his hurt. I have no idea why he is feeling like this, but I know that he is. I know that I’ve done something to hurt him, and now I need to know how to fix it.
“Tell me the truth. Why are you upset with me? What did I do wrong?”
“You’ve mated all of them, but not me. I’ve waited so long for you to realize that you’re my mate. At school, I tested your strength and found you worthy. I”ve tried to court you, tried to show you how useful I am, show you what a good male I am, but you still don’t want me. And even though you don’t want me, you still won”t reject the bond. I just don’t know what more you want me to do. What more do I have to do to prove my love for you, Astrate?”
He sounds so fucking sad. My heart cracks in half as I look at him. Years of being picked on by his family, of being told he isn’t worthy of a mate or of his Orc blood and when he finally finds his mate, it”s me. The broken girl who never thought the gods would give her mates and has done everything in her power to pretend like she doesn’t want them. Apparently, Glavior actually believed me. He only heard the same things his family always told him. That no woman would find him worthy, that he was unwanted. Somehow, by mating the twins, I’ve proved that I don’t want him.
“Glavior, I mated the twins because I had too. Well, I did kind of want to, but if we weren’t in that pit of Goddess Vipers I would have waited to mate them. At least until after the mission was complete. It had nothing to do with not wanting you or you not being worthy.”
“And Dree? Why did you mate him?”
I take half a step back at his words. What the hell is he talking about? I haven’t mated Dree. Right?
Glavior is staring at my face and the corner of his lips tip up. He shakes his head but doesn’t get off his knees or move to touch me. “Little Pixie, the marks on your chest is the Tree of Life, it”s Dree’s family crest. The marks down both your arms are the Twins’ house crest,” he tells me.
I look down at myself for the first time since getting out of the lagoon. In the center of my chest, between my breasts, in a dark green symbol that looks like a circle with a tree in the middle, the branches of the tree connect with the roots and the circle has what looks like a filigree cross coming out of the top, bottom, and both sides. On my arms, I have the same triple moon symbol with a dagger going through it that I saw on the twins. On the left the symbol is black and on the right, the symbol is red, both ending at the scars left from the brothers biting me.
Thinking back, I remember that while we were in the lagoon, my back was burning too. Turning around, I look back at Glavior, moving my hair over my shoulder so he can see my whole back. “Is there something on my back?”
“So I’m the only one you haven”t mated yet?” He asks, sounding more amused than before, but I can hear the echo of hurt in his tone as well.
“What the fuck does that mean? I haven’t slept with Dree or Syrinox!” I’m practically shouting at this point.
Glavior is still on his knees, I’m pretty sure he won’t get up until I tell him too. Marching closer to him, I grab his chin in my hand and pull his face close to mine. His tusks cup my cheeks like they did in the forest, our lips just a mere inch away from each other. Glavior’s eyes go wide again, his pupils dilating as he swallows hard and his breaths become choppy.
“Glav, are you saying I’ve somehow cemented the mate bond with Dree and Syrinox?”
“Yes.” His speech is a bit shaky, and I smirk at him.
If I’ve mated everyone else, then it is only fair that I mate him as well. At least then, we should be able to finish our mission. Maybe being a complete unit will give us an advantage somehow. I move just a smidge closer, my lips pressing against his as I whisper to him, staring into his eyes to see his reaction. My hands fall to his pants and I tug the string loose so they fall open and his dick pops out, hitting me in my thighs. The man is massive all over.
“Do you want to be the first one I knowingly mate without being under duress?”
“Oh gods yes.”
Glavior can barely get the words out. He stumbles over his own words, speaking so fast it sounds like one big word. His tusks slide against my face as he vigorously nods his head, moaning as I stroke his cock, my hand not closing completely around him. I step back, keeping my hand on his cock and looking down to see what I’m working with.
His dark blue dick is massive, just like I thought. He is probably as big as both the twins put together, definitely bigger than what I saw of Syrinox when we pulled him up on shore. If I have to guess, he is the biggest of my mates, but not impossible to take.
“Don’t move, hands laced behind your head so you don’t touch. If you move, I won’t let you come and you’ll have to wait to mate me until after the mission.” I tell him, wanting to see how far this dominance thing went.
His hands fly to his head, his large fingers locking together as he groans deep in his chest. I kneel down, resting my elbow on the ground and stick my ass up in the air so his dick is even with my chin, and I look into his eyes as I open as wide as I can and suck the head of his dick. Glavior groans, his body shaking with the effort to keep still and not touch. I moan around his girth and push forward to take in more of him. I’m only halfway down his shaft before he is bumping against the back of my throat, making me gag just a little. Swallowing, I push just a bit more and move both hands up to cover the rest that just won’t fit into my mouth.
I bob my head up and down, sucking his dick like it’s the last lollipop on earth and I don’t want to share. Glavior groans, curses and his body quivers, but he doesn’t move and his hands never leave his head. Such a good boy, listening to directions. I pull back, taking his dick out of my mouth and stand up so our faces are even again.
“You’re such a good boy, Glavior.” I whisper, leaning in to kiss his lips.
He rushes to meet my mouth with his, kissing me back like a man starved for affection, but he still doesn’t put his hands down. We kiss for a while, our tongues battling for dominance with mine winning every time. It”s a heady, powerful feeling knowing I’m the one to bring this man to his knees. I remember him in school, remember his power, his physical strength. Now, he is at my mercy and something about knowing he trusts me this much, to let go and give me control, has my pussy so fucking wet. I know that I’ve already come today, that my legs are still a little sore from being with both the twins, but I need more. I need Glavior.
I pull away from the kiss and lick his tusks, wanting to see if they are as sensitive as the books at school say they are. Glavior moans, practically crying out as I lick the tip of his tusks with the flat of my tongue, cutting it enough to draw a small amount of blood, but not really hurting myself.
“Drop your arms and lay back.” I tell him.
Glavior doesn’t hesitate. His hands fall to his side and he stands up just long enough to sit on his ass before throwing himself on to his back, making the ground shake again. I watch his dick twitch as the air hits his wet shaft. Precum leaks from his head and his eyes stay locked on mine as I walk over to him, not stopping until my pussy is in clear view and I’m directly over top of him, standing with my feet on either side of his hips. He licks his lips, watching as I drag one hand down my throat. I rub myself down my chest, pinching a nipple hard, making myself moan, before dropping my hand lower to cup my pussy. Using one hand, I push my lips open, letting him see all of me. Using two fingers of my other hand, I dip them into my pussy and pump them into me a few times before pulling them out and showing Glavior how wet I am.
“Do you see what you do to me, Glavior? Do you see how much I want you?” He nods, watching as I stick those fingers into my mouth and suck them clean. “What do you want, Glavior? Do you want to taste me, or do you want me to ride your big cock and complete our bond?”
“Please, can I taste you first, Little Pixie?” he begs, his voice rough and on edge.
I nod and move to hover over his face. I sit gently, lining my thighs up to rest on his tusks. The tips of his tusks dig into my ass, breaking the skin so that blood runs down the white bones. Glavior’s hands come up to my hips and he tugs me down onto his face, his tongue diving between my lips, wasting no time tasting me. He practically roars into my pussy as my slick juices mix with my blood on his tongue. I’m so on edge, about to come right now. I try to stand up, try to make him stop, but his rough tongue feels so good against my clit. His tongue is coarse like a cat”s tongue, and the scratch is almost painful but it has my body soaring with an orgasm in very little time. Once I calm down from the release I push his hands off my hips and stand up. The shallow punctures from his tusks are already healing, but his lips are coated in my come and my blood and a rush of possessive pride floods my chest.
“Hands behind your head Glavior, I can’t trust you not to touch. Thank you for making me come, you’ve earned a reward, so I’ll fuck you until you fill my pussy up with your come.”
“Little Pixie!” Glavior groans, almost whining my name and I smirk, walking back to hover over his dick.
I squat down over him and use my hands to line him up with my center. My feet stay flat on the floor and I slowly bend my knees to push down onto his dick. He groans, his hip pumping up to try and make me move faster, but I just go back up, pulling myself off the head of his dick again. He growls, his arms flexing as he fights the desire to pull me down onto his dick and sink to the base of his cock inside of me, I can see the desire to rush me in his eyes, and I smirk at him.
“Stay still or I’ll have to start all over again. Be a good boy Glavior and let me take this at my own pace. I promise you’ll get to come soon.” He nods, but he growls again as I sink slowly down his cock. His head is inside of me and I stop again, staring into his eyes. “Thank you for wanting to mate with me Glavior, for being honest with me.” I say, then I snap my hips down and take him completely inside of me.
His dick is so fucking big, the stretch is almost painful. I feel like he is touching everything inside of me and I want to squirm, to move just to relieve the pressure. Glavior’s head is thrown back, he roars out, causing birds to take flight, calling out their fright. I can feel the twins” concern in the bond, and I think the sound woke up Dree and Syrinox. We don’t have long before the others come rushing to save us from Glavior’s pleasure.
“Naughty Glavior, you’ve got the others scared now we have to hurry and make you come or we’ll have company.” I smirk when he meets my eyes. I let him see my wicked intent in my eyes and enjoy the sight of his widening.
I start to really move then, bouncing up and down on his dick, slamming myself down hard over and over again as he cries out. His legs start to shake and his dick gets impossibly bigger inside of me. I know he is close, and honestly, with the head of his cock hitting my G-spot over and over again, so am I. I’m rushing to the finish line for both of us. Glavior ignores the no touching rule, wrapping his hands around my waist and helping move me harder, faster until he shoves me onto his dick hard one last time and holds me there as he comes. I can feel him painting the inside of my womb with his come and it sets me off in my own earth shattering orgasm.
My magic explodes around us, rushing to meet his silver magic. She ties herself around him, pushing his magic beneath her, dominating it. The two magics battle for a second, but mine wins, making his surrender to her. Once he is fully submissive, my magic wraps around his like a shield, protecting him from everything. The other men’s magics come rushing to ours, circling mine, adding protection and burrowing under the shield to tangle with Glavior’s magic. They all knot together into one strong bond. It’s hard as titanium, as flexible as nylon, and they all blend together in a dazzling show that reminds me of moonbeams dancing off the surface of a pond in a forest clearing. Its so fucking beautiful.
“Holy shit!” Cerise’s voice has my eyes snapping open.
Glavior has his arms wrapped around me, holding me to him as he rests his forehead on my chest, his body shaking from how hard he came. I can feel our mess leaking out of me around his dick and I know I need to bathe, again. Turning to look over my shoulder, I see all of my mates staring at us. The twin’s mouths are hanging open, like little cartoons. Dree looks smug yet happy all at once, I can also see the heat in his gaze as he looks down my body to where Glavior and I are still connected. Syrinox is staring at the mark on my back. Awe, fear, and something else, maybe disbelief, in his eyes. I clear my throat and his eyes snap to mine. All the other emotions drain from his eyes, all but joy. Happiness. His hand is splayed out across his chest and I’m not sure what is going on with him, but I need to handle this with Glavior before I can try to decipher any other weird phenomena right now.
“Okay guys, back to lagoon, Glavior and I are on the way, just give us a second longer and we can all have a much needed conversation.” Dree nods, still smirking at me as he tugs on Syrinox and Onyx’s arms. Onyx grabs Cerise’s hands and the four of them make their way back to camp.
“Glavior, are you okay?” I ask him, a bit worried about how quiet he is and the fact that he is still shaking.
“I’m perfect now, Little Pixie. Although, I do have something for you, the last thing needed to complete our bond. It’s more symbolic, but your magic beat mine, so it’s yours anyway.” He reaches back and removes the necklace he has had on since I met him. I’ve honestly never seen him take it off, even to sleep and bathe. “This is my lamp, it is what I use to control my wish magic. Whoever has this has complete control of my magic, anything they want, I have to give them. And now it’s yours.”