Page 18 of Loved by the Orc (Hidden Hollow #4)
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HARMONY
At this point if you have a Daddy kink, go read the alternate chapters 17 , 18 , and 19 in the Daddy Chapter Section. Then go back to Chapter 20 to finish the book. If you don’t have a Daddy kink, just keep reading as usual. ; )
A s soon as we got back to his house, Tark insisted on running me a bath in his enormous bathtub.
“I’m honestly all right. I don’t need a bath,” I protested as I sank in up to my neck. “Ooo—ouch!” I added, because my cuts were stinging.
“You were saying?” Tark raised one sardonic eyebrow at me as he wetted a sponge and began to gently scrub me.
“Hey, it’s just because the hot water stings,” I said defensively.
“Exactly—it stings because you were scratched by a demon—a Sin Sucker,” he said firmly. “We have to get those cuts completely clean before I put the healing salve on.”
“Why?” I asked nervously. “Will they make me sick? Give me blood poisoning?”
“Worse—they could give you soul poisoning if we’re not careful,” he said grimly. “And you don’t want that—the evil that was in the monster that attacked you could reach your heart and turn it as hard and cold as his was.”
“No, I definitely don’t want that!” I shivered. The thought of becoming like Mr. Price chilled me, even though I was neck deep in hot, soapy water.
“Of course you don’t. Don’t worry, baby—we’re going to get you squeaky clean tonight,” he promised. “Just let me wash you.”
He took his time, scrubbing me all over—and I do mean all over. He ran his big hands all over my body until I was practically trembling with need. But though he took the time to tug my nipples and to scrub between my legs—which mostly consisted of him teasing my aching clit with his fingertip—he never quite let me come.
At last I was panting with desire.
“Please, Tark!” I begged. “Please, I need you!”
“Need you too, baby,” he growled softly. “You think you’re all clean now?”
“All clean and ready for naked cuddles,” I assured him. “And this time I want you to get naked too!”
Tark gave me an uncertain look.
“I still don’t know if you’re ready for that, Babygirl. Remember I told you that Orcs have different, uh, equipment down there?”
“What, do you have a nest of tentacles or something?” I demanded, feeling thoroughly exasperated.
He rumbled a laugh.
“Hardly! I’m not a fucking Kraken, you know.”
“Well, whatever you have, I want to see it,” I said bossily. “And more than that, I want to use it. I nearly died today, you know. And if I had, I would have gone without ever getting to get really close to you.”
“Aw, Babygirl—please don’t talk like that!” His golden eyes were suddenly suspiciously shiny.
“Well, it’s true,” I pointed out. I sighed. “Look, I know you think I’m too small to, you know, take you, but at least let me try. I have some pretty big toys back home, you know. ”
His eyes were suddenly lazy with lust.
“Toys, is it? Hmm, why is this the first I’m hearing about them?”
I bit my lip, my cheeks feeling hot.
“Well…I mean, it’s kind of embarrassing. But I wanted you to know that I can take you.”
“You probably will be able to if I taste you first,” he rumbled. “The question is, will you want to once you see what I’ve got in my pants?”
“What in the world do you have?” I demanded—I was extremely curious. “Come on, you have to show me.”
Tark sighed.
“Well… I guess. But it’s different from what human males have.”
“Tark…” I put my hand on his arm and looked into his eyes. “Whatever it is, I want it,” I told him. “You love and accept me just the way I am—what makes you think I can’t do the same for you?”
“I just don’t want to scare you off,” he said in a low voice.
“You won’t,” I assured him. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“All right, Babygirl—you asked for it.” He had been kneeling by the tub but now he rose and held open a fluffy blue towel for me. “Come on—let’s get you all dried off and then you can see what I’ve got for you.”