Chapter 19 #2
The spring was shallow and reached just above his hips when standing.
He grabbed his mate by her waist and hauled her to him, crushing her bare breasts to his chest. A small inhale of surprise escaped her at his quick movement.
Her lips curved into a satisfied smile, and her legs went around his waist, bringing her naked cunt against his hardness.
His lips skimmed over the curve of her neck, inhaling her scent. “Are you sure about what you said, little witch?”
He loved that she leaned into his touch, exposing more of her neck for him. He couldn’t resist leaving a trail of kisses from her shoulder to her ear. Her little sigh at that was so addicting, he did it again.
She gave an impatient squirm, her warm core rubbing into him. His lips went to her ear, and he gave her a chastising nip. “Answer my question.”
She blinked a couple of times before responding. “Yes, Vidorak, I’m very sure.”
With that, he captured her mouth, his tongue dipping inside. He tasted her, moving like he wanted to do with his cock. She followed his lead and allowed him to leave her breathless. His headstrong witch melted into him, letting him do what he wanted, and that was such a heady feeling.
As delicious as her mouth was, he was eager to taste her everywhere. With her round bottom in his hands, he walked to the edge of the springs and sat her on the flat warm stones. The greenery was soft so she wouldn’t be uncomfortable.
Sitting on the stones, her full breasts were level with his face.
Her rosy nipples pebbled, calling out to him.
He leaned forward and took one into his mouth while palming the other.
She sighed with pleasure, and her hands went to his hair to hold him in place.
As if anything could pry him away at the moment.
He felt like he could spend hours exploring every inch of her body, watching her reaction to his touches.
After his thumb had rubbed over her nipple to a hard point, he switched sides, not wanting to neglect the other of his mouth.
While he could stay there much longer, his mouth watered for another part of her. He kissed her chest and moved down her belly. He pulled up her knees and opened her wide for his eyes. His lovely witch wasn’t shy and let him see her glistening pussy unabashedly.
“You’re perfect,” he whispered, gently caressing her thighs as he moved toward her core.
“And you’re taking too long.” She tilted her hips when his fingers skimmed over her folds, trying to increase the pressure.
“So eager.” He caressed her cunt leisurely, studying every reaction to learn what triggered each moan and sharp inhale.
Her wetness coated his entire hand, and he brought it to his mouth to lick each finger clean. Her taste was divine; however, the sharpness of his claws posed a problem. Savagely biting his claw, he tore the end off and then repeated the process on a second finger.
Claws now taken care of, he pushed one finger into her tight warm channel. His hips inadvertently thrust forward in the water. She would feel so good wrapped around his cock. “Tell me, what did you think about the night you touched yourself in the tub?”
Her eyes were closed, and she rocked herself upon his finger as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. “You already asked about that.”
He stilled her movements with an iron hand on her hip and moved his thumb away from the circles he was doing.
A frustrated sound left her lips, and her eyes flew open. Her hair was wild, a red flush forming on her cheeks and chest, and she glared at him. Gods, he’d never been as aroused as he was at this moment. “Fine! Yes, I thought of you!”
His satisfaction was intense.
He rewarded his witch for her honesty and brought his mouth down on her cunt.
He removed his hand and cupped her bottom, holding her firmly against him.
Then he ate her like the starving orc he was.
His large tongue reaching deep inside. Her hands flew to his hair, holding on tight as he fucked her with his tongue.
Her wetness was the sweetest nectar to him. Hers was a unique and perfect taste, and he wanted to rub it all over his face. He wanted to lick her like this every day to have her scent on him always.
Her breath was heavy, and he wanted her to get her release.
She reached down to rub her clit, but he pushed her hand aside, growling, “Mine,” before closing his mouth over her clit.
He licked her eagerly, and when he sucked over her clit, she arched off the stones with a half scream. Focusing on the area that had her tensing, he pushed one of his fingers back inside her. He stroked her like that before pushing in a second finger.
“Oh, fuck, right there!” she cried out.
Her hands clenched at him desperately as her breath became more rapid. Then he felt her come as she pulsated and tightened around his fingers, and her thighs clamped his head in what was his new favorite place in the world.
When her body went slack, he removed his fingers but kept his hold on her, caressing her thighs.
She looked down at him with half-lidded eyes.
“Hopefully, I lived up to the fantasy, little witch.” He gently kissed the inner part of her knee and then tugged her forward so that she was back in the water. He held her with one arm under her knees and the other at her back.
Her satisfied smile turned wicked. “I don’t remember. I think we may need to do that a few more times to be sure.”
With a laugh, he embraced her closer. They soaked a bit more, but when she yawned, he pulled her out of the water. He regathered his weapons, and they redressed without hurry, both wanting to prolong the inevitable.
They left the springs holding hands and returned to his family quarters.
Once inside, they retreated into their separate rooms, one thin wall standing between them.
As wrong as it felt to be without her, it was too risky to have her that close all night.
He didn’t think he’d sleep without her next to him, but exhaustion overtook him.
It wasn’t until the very end that he realized he hadn’t told her about Urim’s plans to attack the witch stronghold.