24. Renowlf
I leadMia back to the palace, our hands clasped tightly together. The sounds of revelry fade as we move further away from the celebration—and closer to consummating our union.
The anticipation reminds me that my cock is hard and heavy between my legs, my spikes painfully engorged. I glance at Mia to find her also affected, her cheeks flushed and full lips parted. I ache to taste them.
Although a fire burns within me, the night air is brisk, and Mia shivers. I pull her closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, and she nestles against my side.
”Are you cold?” My voice is rough with constrained desire.
Mia shakes her head, then tilts her face up to mine. Her sparkling eyes reflect the stars. ”Mostly nervous,” she says.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, and I groan. Unable to resist, I stop and pull her into my arms. Her startled gasp is muffled against my mouth as I claim her lips in mine. She opens to me instantly, her hands wrapping around my waist as I pin her soft body against me.
By the gods, she tastes divine.
Dolphus clears his throat behind us. ”Sire, it is not safe here, out in the open.” His words, quiet yet firm, bring my beast back from the abyss.
I break the kiss and scoop Mia into my arms, striding purposefully toward the palace, then up the steps and to my quarters, where I place my crown on the side table.
”Leave us,” I growl to the guards who follow us in. ”Dolphus is in charge until I emerge in the morning.”
The moment the heavy wooden doors close with a resounding thud, I put Mia down and pin her against them, claiming her mouth with mine once more.
The scent of her arousal—heady and intoxicating—fills my senses, spurring the beast within me to grind my cockspikes against her softness.
Mia tears her mouth from mine, panting. Her eyes shine with desire and a hint of the nervousness she admitted to feeling. ”Renowlf,” she gasps, clutching at my bare chest.
”Do you feel how much I want you, Mia?” I growl against her throat, nipping the smooth flesh there. My hands roam over her body, relishing the way she shivers beneath my touch. ”How much I need you?”
”Kind of hard to miss,” she says, reaching between our bodies and cupping my hard length with her hand. ”I want you, too.”
Taking a step back, I drop my weapons where I stand, which is something I never do. An orc warrior”s weapons are sacred and deserving of the utmost care and handling. Yet tonight, nothing is more sacred than the female before me.
Her hands trail across my skin as she slides her palms up to my shoulders and tugs me close again, our chests not quite touching. Her head falls back, inviting me to place kisses down the delicate column of her bared throat and across her collarbone. When I do so, Mia”s blunt nails dig into my shoulders.
Burdened by her clothing, I loosen the ties of her robe and tug the garment off her arms. The colorful fabric pools at her feet, leaving her clad in just the thin shift that was underneath. Eager to see all of her, I shred the shift with my claws, ripping it away and baring her flesh to my heated, hungry gaze.
When Mia gasps and stiffens in surprise, I chide my beast for his impatience. We must slow down and savor our prey lest we scare her away.
”Do not be afraid, my beautiful Mia. You are safe here,” I tell her.
“I’m not afraid of you,” she assures me as my hands roam over her full breasts, her dark nipples pebbled, and down the soft curves of her body.
Her lightly bronzed skin is smooth, flawless. So very different from the color and texture of mine.
The scent coming from her cunt makes my mouth water. I slide my hand between her thighs. ”So wet for me.” Coating my fingertips with her arousal, I pull my hand free, then lick them clean.
My beast would prefer to claim her hard and fast, right where we stand, yet I do not give in to that temptation. Instead, I grip the ample swell of her buttocks with my hands and pull her firmly against my erection.
”Are you ready to finish what we started?” I ask, seeking her final permission before claiming what is mine.
”God, yes,” she moans without hesitation, her eyes fluttering shut.
Growling with need, I lift Mia up and she loops her legs around my waist, kicking off the slippers that cover her feet. I carry her to my sleeping chamber and place her gently on the bed.
Her eyes are open now, heavy-lidded with desire. The sight of her, bare on my furs, brings me great satisfaction, and I run my hands along the contours of her body, committing every peak and valley to memory.
Mia reaches for me, threading her fingers around my neck and pulling my lips to hers. Our bodies align, skin sliding against skin, both of us groaning at the sensation.
When she is breathless from kissing, I trail a path with my tongue down to her breasts, paying homage to each luscious mound, reveling in the way she cries out when I take one taut nipple roughly between my teeth.
”Please, Renowlf,” she begs, her voice needy.
”As my mate commands,” I say, parting her thighs with my hands and revealing the glistening treasure between them.
Her scent permeates the air, stronger now, and my beast battles for control. Yet it is the sight of her cunt, so very ripe and ready, that sends a shudder of overwhelming desire through me. Unable to resist any longer, I lap at her nectar, tasting her with my tongue.
I find the nub of flesh she touched earlier while pleasuring herself in the bath, swirling my tongue around it before giving it a gentle suck. Her hips buck off the bed as a strangled cry escapes her lips, and she grips my head in her hands.
”My mate likes that,” I murmur against her flesh.
”Fuck, yes,” she pants, ”don”t stop.”
Yet I do, moving away from the nub before she climaxes. With a frustrated moan, her hips pulse toward me, as if to chase after her release.
”Patience, Mia,” I scold, as if she were my beast. ”I will not leave you wanting for long.”
”Says the guy who”s had a hard-on ever since we met,” she says with a pout.
She is not wrong.
I chuckle before exploring her slick, velvety cunt further, licking, tasting, savoring. My tongue probes the tight opening to her channel, and she rewards me with a sharp intake of breath.
Mia longs to be filled with my cock, yet her body is not ready to take me. I slide a claw-tipped finger inside of her, then two, feeling her muscles clench around me. Hot, slick, tight.
Using slow, deliberate strokes to stretch her channel, I worship her with my tongue, feasting on the nub that makes her whimper. I feel her impending climax build, her leg muscles shaking as I pleasure her.
”RENOWLF!”
She screams my name as her pleasure peaks, her walls clenching around my fingers, her body flooding my mouth with the taste of her release. I drink up every drop, enjoying her essence on my tongue.
Mia”s body trembles beneath me as I lavish her with more attention, my tongue tracing patterns on her sensitive flesh.
”I want you inside of me,” she gasps out, her voice husky with desire.
I lift my head from between her legs, my face wet with her arousal, and step back from the bed to remove my boots. I have never wanted anyone as much as I want Mia, never needed anyone as much as I need her.
She watches me with rapt attention, her eyes following my every movement. I can see the desire in her gaze, the hunger that matches my own. I take my time removing the loincloth around my waist, savoring the anticipation. When I am finally as bare as she is, her eyes widen with a mix of awe and excitement.
She sits up to better admire my spiked cock, which is pulsing with need. I can see the seed dripping from the tip and every spike, and I know that I won”t last long once I”m inside her.
”You act as if you have never seen a cock before,” I tease, trying to keep the mood light.
Her eyes meet mine, and I can see the amusement in them. ”I”ve never seen one that looks like yours before,” she replies, her voice filled with wonder.
She leans forward and uses her tongue to taste me, and I swear under my breath as my knees nearly buckle. The simple touch is surprisingly sensual, and I can feel my balls grow impossibly tight as I fight not to spill my seed.
”Mia,” I groan, my voice filled with need.