“Come with me,” I keened, begging, but he shook his head, pressing kisses down my throat as he kept up his firm, even thrusts, dragging out my orgasm until I thought I was going tolose my mind.
In the aftermath of the best orgasm of my life, I rubbed myself against him as he sucked in breaths, panting even though this was the strongest male I’d ever met. Physically, he was unmatched, but he was breathing like he was exhausted. Even as his bulging muscles and throbbing cock told me he wasjustgetting started.
The rational part of my brain knew that I had his full attention. That I was the only thing he ever saw and he wouldn’t be pulled away from me for anything, but there was another part that was irrational.
He was perfect, strong, maddening, beautiful andall mine. I wanted everything that he was and more. At the best moments, I was obsessed with every inch of his body and every word that he rasped in my ear. At my absolute worst, I was a savage, impatient, rude witch that tolerated no competition for his time and attention. I was too possessive with him and impossible to reason with when I got like that.
“I’m spoiling you,” he mumbled against my lips one time, when I didn’t let him out of our bed when he needed to meet with Darak, but there was a smile on his lips and his eyes. A web of wrinkles that was making its way into the corners of his eyes now that he was laughing and smiling so much more.
“I shouldn’t,” he’d added, and I’d nodded along as I’d dragged him back into bed.
Darak hadn’t been amused.
He turned us until I was seated on his cock, and it was so deep inside of me that I had to strive to relearn how to breathe with him. He fed me while I was there, amusing me as hekept up my energy—as he liked to call it.
He whispered sweet words of praise and love to me as he fed me. It wasamazinghow much confidence I’d gained in a short amount of time with his words counteracting the narrative of mymother in my head. I’d already been on my way there, but he’d given me a solid shove over the edge.
He rubbed his thumb over my clit and I clamped hard around him. My mind emptied as I came again. I buried my face in his throat as I tried to finish chewing so that he could go deeper. So that we couldmove.
“Perfect,” he gasped when my thighs squeezed around his waist, punching a grunt out of his chest. I gasped for air and he rasped his pleasure as I sucked on his throat as hard as I could, struggling to leave a mark on his tough, orc skin.
We might be overdoing it. We’re going to break my pussy at this point.
I wasn’t certain if it was physically possible, but we had to be coming close. Savla was hugging me tight, my back pressed to his chest, both hands tight around my breasts. He was already moving inside of me, shallow strokes that felt nothing like usual.
I tilted the curve of my ass back to meet him, and his sharp inhaled breath told me he wasn’t quite awake yet. I grinned. Savla had reached for me in his sleep, and heclearlythought he was dreaming while he fucked me.
“Sorry,” he gasped, burying his face in my hair and taking a deep breath, sucking my scent into himself and holding it there.
I was certain he’d realized from that one breath how little I minded, because he didn’t stop. His big fingers splayed on my stomach, curling against my hip. He moved me against him in tiny circles, like I was a doll and my body was the most precious object he’d ever owned.
He developed a quiet rhythm, chanting things that had me questioning whether he was still partially asleep. Vocal demonstrations of things that he was usually too shy to say.
“This is how I want to wake up for the rest of my life.”
But I didn’t care. I couldn’t hold back my truth either.
“Every day,” I pleaded.
And those words sent him into a frenzy. He pounded inside of me, his cock deeper than ever, bottoming out in a way we’d never been able to achieve before. I could feel him in the back of my throat. I was sure of it.
With a quick motion, he splayed my thighs wide and rammed me into the mattress. The heel of his palm pressed between my shoulder blades, flattening me there. It wassuperb.
Heat licked down my spine. Thrummed in my belly. I tried to grind against him as he swiped away the hair from the nape of my neck to find the mark he’d given me. Muffled curses vibrated through my body.
Praise was slurred and drunken on our fucking. His tongue swiped against the fragile skin over my mark. One of his arms wrapped under my rib cage to lift me up, fingers bruising as his grip tightened. A hint of claws grazing against my skin, like he’d starting to lose control of himself. Ilovedit. It was the best thing I’d ever known.
“Please,” I begged, not sure what for.
But he already knew. With a low groan, he stuffed me so full, I wailed at how good it hurt. Hot breath puffed against my hair, and he once again pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses over my mark.
I came instantly. His teeth scraped, biting into my mark and the world stopped spinning. Every cell in my body exploded with pleasure.
Savla ripped himself away from me and I moaned with loss. But he pulled out, turned me around, tossing me to my back, hooking his hands under my knee, spreading me open and shoving inside of me like that. Giving me his entire cock.
I came again, so hard that I thought I saw heaven.But thatcouldn’t be right, because heaven was here. With him.
I woke up in the early afternoon and watched him sleep. My heart fluttered, and my stomach bubbled at how beautiful he was. Everything that his face meant to me—the sides of him that he didn’t allow anyone else to see.
