Finally, I manage, “That was fucking… incredible. Thank you.”
She snuggles down next to me, head on my shoulder, her fingers whirling in the patch of dark green hairs in the center of my chest. “If that’s what I can expect when I get Labyrinth overwhelm, I think I might get it more often,” she murmurs.
I laugh, low and husky, mussing her hair, loving how sleek and black and shiny it is even after all that action.
I still can’t believe this happened.
She’s seen my knot, my huge green shaft, and she loved it. Her eyes lit up, and she cupped it in her hands as she devoured my cock with gusto.
Swallowed everything I had to give.
And boy, there was a lot.
Holy fucking moley.
Clemlovedhaving sex with me.
In all the years with Leanna, even at the beginning when she was keen, nothing came close to this. She never reveled in my sexuality. Always wanted to do it with the lights off.
Probably didn’t want to see my ripped big green body, as if it disgusted her noble sprite breeding.
As if she was too good for me. And consequently, I always held myself in check. Never actually knotted her. It didn’t feel like the right thing to do.
And while I haven’t yet knotted Clem, I may be suffering with post-orgasmic confidence, but I feel it’s a case ofwhenI knot her, notif.Especially after her avid fondling of my swollen root as she blew me.
Already, I’m fluffing up again with anticipation.
Truth is, orcs like sex down and dirty. We love to pleasure our partners first and foremost, but afterward, yeah, we sure love being pleasured in return.
It took a beautiful little human to show me just how good it could be.
All this is going through my head as I lie limp and sated, while she moves over me, placing little kisses all over my body. Finally, when she snuggles up close again in the crook of my arm I say, “That wasn’t what I was angling for when I offered to hug you. You do know that, right?”
She lets out a little hum, circling her palms over my chest and down my abs. “I will take full responsibility for this bout of debauchery. Let’s just say it was part of the contract.”
“We don’t have one.”
“Exactly. I just made up that clause.”
I laugh, a rich mellow sound that surprises me. And I realize I haven’t laughed like this, from deep down low in my belly, since before Dad died. I haven’t felt this relaxed or happy for years.
Maybe never.
And while I know there are dark and sinister things to come, in this moment I can’t let myself dwell on that, because it’s those bad things that led to Clem coming into my life in the first place.
I pull her close into my flank and kiss the top of her head.
For every dark cloud, there is a silver lining.
Clem is my silver lining.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
OTIS.
Gods below, it was hard to drag myself away from Clem’s gorgeous sleeping little bod in the bed next to me this morning.
For a few moments, I lie there, staring at her reverently, recalling the events of last night, while my cock obligingly tents the sheet.
