Page 58 of Falling for the Orc All-Star

“It happened so fast...”

“I loved it.”

I know she did. Dirty thoughts combined with the purest thoughts... “I want every time to be like that,” I say, rocking her as her cheek rests on my forehead. “Where I feel you exploding like that on me, but knowing why. Knowing it’s because you like that I love you. That’s what makes my girl come so hard, isn’t it?”

“You’re going to make me come again, you keep talking like that.”

“My knee isn’t working, but there’s nothing wrong with my mouth, sweetheart.” I lick my lips. “Again?”

Ingrid giggles. “Insatiable.”

I tap my tusks. “Call me a horny little monster.”

“Those are tusks, not horns, and there’s nothing little about you.”

I buck my hips, and she moans. “You like that, right?” Another nuzzle. A nip. “Right?

Another giggle. I want to lock those sounds in my memory forever and never let them go. “Yeah, I do.”

Chapter Nineteen: King and Ingrid

“You’re late.”

“Maybe the receptionist will forgive me when I show her this?” I dangle a necklace made of rose quartz and turquoise set in a silver moon pendant on the counter.

Ingrid gasps in delight. “Well, my Monday just got a lot better. I forgive you. I actually considered buying this when I went with Marina to that little shop last week.” She confesses, picking up the necklace and draping it over her dark purple scrubs. It falls perfectly between her breasts.

I want to see her riding me, that glowing moon bouncing between her perfect, soft, heavy breasts.

“King?”

“Huh? Oh! Right, yes. Madge told me you liked it. I thought... I thought maybe we were at the jewelry stage.”

Ingrid blushes and tucks the necklace under her shirt. “After this weekend? Maybe we are.”

This weekend was paradise. Peace. Just being together. Replying to videos. Scrolling. Talking to Grace and Nyx about my pets for seniors idea.

Cuddling. Taking the dogs to the park and watching them roll in the leaves.

Watching Ingrid gyrate in my lap as she uses the head of my cock to get herself off.

I swallow hard and try not to think dirty thoughts.

“You’re the last one today, and Kev’s waiting for you. Come on.” Ingrid walks me back. “Why were you at the shop?” Her voice drops. “Do the supernatural residents in town just hit up the magic store like ‘normal’ people hit up the grocery store?”

“Some of them do. I don’t, but I think I’ll be going once a month from now on. To get knotting tea and something else.” I show Ingrid a small blue bottle in the paper bag I’m carrying. “Prophylactic Potion.”

“That’s what? Like—” Ingrid’s voice drops. “Like contraceptives? I take that?”

“No, I take it. Knots and condoms don’t mix terribly well. ‘Cause if I... If we were together— The knot keeps everything in you, and I’d be in you for a long time, and—and my older cousins basically told me when I turned sixteen that potion is the way to go.”

Ingrid says nothing. Leads me in silently, cheeks dark rose red. “Did I screw up?”

“Nope. I... I actually think it’s responsible. It also makes me feel like I got swept up and played fast and loose this weekend. Not that we—”

“No, no! We were careful where things went,” I reassure, even though now I think we should have been more careful.

And some little part of me wants to start a family tomorrow...