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Chapter 14

Eleri

“D o you want to go into the woods and take care of it before we fly?” I asked, feeling mischievous. We’d found pleasure at the same time earlier, and for some reason, that made me feel as if I knew him intimately.

“I’d rather take care of it while pleasuring you,” he said.

My skin flamed, heat scorching my cheeks.

“We don’t know each other very well,” I said.

“So says the woman who came apart from my fingers.”

“I was aroused.”

He grinned. “And I suspect you’re getting aroused right now.”

I stomped my foot, feeling foolish the moment I did it. “How can you know something like that?”

“I know you quite well now, mate.”

“It’s backward to start with sexual activities before we know . . . say, our last names. Our favorite foods. Or if we’ll even like each other.” Though I liked him already. I thought I’d find myself with a coarse, snarly orc who’d fling me to the ground and claim my body. I’d live a dreary life, producing one child after another for him, until my heart gave out and I died.

That’s what the whispered tales from my village said.

Reality was proving to be much different from the nightmares they spread.

“Brunellon is my last name,” he said. “I love fish, and I’m not picky about how it’s prepared.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m a horrible cook.”

“I can cook. Quite well,” I said smugly. Finally, I had something I could offer this orc who already seemed to have everything he needed.

“And I like you already.” He crinkled the skin around his deep golden eyes, smiling. “Can we rut now?”

“Ha.” I playfully slapped his arm.

He rewarded my impertinence by tossing me up onto Zarran’s back and leaping to land behind me. He tugged me back until I half sat on his lap, and his big cock prodded my spine through his leather loincloth. I supposed he wore a garment like that so he could easily tug his cock out to rut.

Actually, I didn’t want to think too hard about who he might’ve rutted with in the past.

I wasn’t jealous.

A nudge of his heels, and Zarran sprang upward, his wings spiking out and flapping to catch the wind. In no time, we were soaring above the forest that stretched forever, and I was stretching my arms out once again to snag the breeze.

“I adore flying,” I said, leaning into Odik’s embrace.

“I adore you,” he growled in my ear.

His cock had not subsided. And the thought of what he’d done with his fingers was making heat zip down my spine like a lightning bolt had arced from the sky.

His hands landed on my thighs and he massaged them. I was certain he was pretending to do this to keep me from cramping, but each time his fingertips stroked inward, they reached closer to the junction between my thighs.

“You might as well pull up my skirts and get it over with,” I said, though without irritation. I felt flushed and overheated, and the thought of stripping off my clothing and jumping into a cool sea held great appeal.

As did rising up and seeing what it would feel like when his cock took the place his fingers had claimed this morning.

I couldn’t imagine what had come over me.

“Sanderson. Fruit. And I like you too,” I belted out.

He chuckled. “See? We know each other fairly well now.”

We didn’t, but as he slid my skirt up and slipped his hand down into my undergarment, expertly finding my clit, I didn’t give a damn about that.

“Tell me what you like,” he said by my ear. He rocked against me, his stiff cock humming. Truly, he was huge. His fingers felt good, but they were smaller than that thing between his legs.

“You saw me touching my clit, and you would’ve seen more if you’d allowed me to finish on my own,” I chided him, grinning so wide, my cheeks ached.

Zarran flew on, oblivious to what we were doing, thank the fates.

Odik kept rubbing my clit.

“I apologize. If you’d like to do this yourself, I’ll be happy to back off and leave you to it.” He tugged his hand out of my undergarment, but it didn’t get far before I grabbed it and returned it to where it belonged.

Belonged? Boy, was I quickly giving in to his charm.

“Show me how you’d pleasure me,” I said.

“I already did.”

“Once might not have been enough.”

“I like that you’re so open about this, sweet mate,” he said, still shifting his cock against my back.

“Won’t the rubbing give you a rash?” I asked, remembering his words last night.

“It’ll be worth it.”

I didn’t feel sexually brave enough to suggest he wouldn’t get a rash if he rocked it inside me.

Despite our teasing about knowing—and liking—each other, I felt I should hold off at least until we reached his home. Our home, I supposed, since I’d live there with him.

He stroked down my slit, groaning. “Damn, you’re wet.”

“I’ve heard that’s a good thing. I will clarify that I’ve overheard this. I didn’t have many friends in the village, so they weren’t chatting with me about stuff like this, though they didn’t hold back their words when I was around.”

You’d think I could say something that would make me sound likeable instead of the village reject.

Thankfully, he didn’t latch onto my embarrassing slip. “It’s a very good thing. I’ll make sure you’re very wet before I give you my cock.”

He slid a few fingers inside me while his thumb paid exquisite attention to my clit.

My moan wretched out, and Zarran appeared to pause in flight, peering around.

My cheeks overheated once more, but at least the beast didn’t realize I was the one making the sound.

“Later, I’m going to do this with my mouth,” Odik said softly while pumping his fingers in and out of my passage.

“How can anyone do this with their mouth?” I could barely focus on speaking. “Your tongue’s not as long as your fingers.”

“You’ll be pleasantly surprised.”

He continued to finger fuck me while I rose and dropped down hard on his hand. I was so close; it wouldn’t take me much more to spill over. I marveled that he could figure out what pleased me so quickly. It had taken me more than a month to understand my body and bring myself to orgasm the first time.

Moaning, I bucked against Odik’s hand. He rewarded me with increased pressure on my clit.

I was going to fall apart in seconds.

It crashed through me all of a sudden, and I shuddered in Odik’s arms, my eyes pinching shut so I could block out everything but the pleasure he was giving me.

His cock remained hard, and I assumed it must throb, but I wasn’t sure what to offer. There was no way we could do more while riding on Zarran even if I was ready.

Which, despite two incredible orgasms, I wasn’t sure I was.

He pulled his fingers out of me and while I straightened my clothing, he licked my essence off his hand. I should be horrified that he was doing something like that, but all I could think of was his promise to place his mouth where his fingers had been.

We continued to fly through the night, talking about general stuff. Maybe we were both feeling overwhelmed by how quickly our relationship was developing.

I knew I was.

We passed through a gap in an enormous mountain range, and Zarran swooped down into a large valley. The sea glistened beyond.

“I’ve never seen a body of water that huge,” I breathed. “We’ll fly over it to reach your island, won’t we?”

“We will.” Pride shone in his voice, and it lifted with excitement. “We’re nearly home.”

I was both nervous and eager to see where I’d live. Would the other orcs treat me like the villagers had? Actually, as long as they behaved decently to me, it would be an improvement.

As the sun started slanting its way across the world, heralding dawn, we passed over a big city made up of buildings that gleamed silver so bright, it was nearly blinding.

“Gorgeous,” I breathed. “It’s amazing. So many buildings. Orcs, I assume, too.”

“Yes, many. My friend, Jaus, lives here, as does the royal family, though they spend their summers in their seaside palace and their winters in the mountains. About one thousand people live in the city. Others were built along the sea to the north and south. My clan is the only one that lives far out to sea.”

“It must be wonderful to live in such a place as this.”

Zarran flew over an enormous wall rising between the city and shore, and guards with numerous weapons looked up and waved.

“Why so many guards?”

“They watch for dresalods.”

I shrunk in Odik’s arms, though I was clearly safer here than I would be on land. “I don’t see any attacking.”

“It’s a good day, then.” His grim tone sunk all the way to my bones.

My skin crawled with fear. Soon, we’d reach the island, and we’d no longer be in flight. I’d started to look forward to living with Odik, but now I wasn’t sure.

This world was much bigger—and more dangerous—than I’d ever realized.