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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

T he next few days were the most amazing of my life. I was finally able to talk to people and I adored every minute of it.

You might think that living all my life as a shy introvert would keep me shy and introverted, even after the curse was removed. Instead, I found the opposite to be true. I suddenly loved talking to people—even ones I didn’t know— especially ones I didn’t know.

I went and had tea with Goody Albright several times and she told me stories about my Grandma that made me laugh and brought tears to my eyes at the same time.

I got to be on a first name basis with Goldie at Goldie’s Diner where Rath and I often went to eat, and I met Celia the owner of The Lost Lamb, Hidden Hollow’s gourmet bakery.

She was friendly—but also extremely busy, with orders pouring in. When Rath talked up my baking skills to her as she rang us up, she agreed to taste some of my baked goods as a kind of job interview.

“If I like what you make, I’d be happy to have some help around here,” she told me, brushing a lock of honey-colored hair off her forehead with one arm. “It’s gotten awfully busy lately!”

“I’ll bring you something soon,” I promised and she gave me a friendly wave as we went out the door.

“You should make your Grandma’s apple pie,” Rath advised me as we walked home. “Once Celia tastes your flakey crust and that amazing apple filling, she’ll hire you on the spot.”

“I’ll make the pie and at least one other thing,” I said. “Maybe I can find another recipe of Grandma’s that will impress her.”

He rolled his eyes.

“Just don’t brew another lust potion, okay?”

I laughed and elbowed him in the ribs.

“Hey, you know I didn’t do that on purpose!”

“Yeah, I know. I’m just teasing you, baby.” Rath grinned.

Speaking of Rath, our relationship seemed to deepen every day. And in case you’re wondering, yes— I finally lost my virginity.

It happened not long after the unbinding, as I had come to call it in my mind. Rath came over for dinner one night…and stayed for dessert, so to speak.

He spent a long time getting me ready first—spreading me wide and lapping my pussy until I came several times for him, moaning and tugging his hair which he seemed to love. When I protested breathlessly that I wanted more—that I wanted him inside me—he told me to be patient.

“Want to take things slow with you, baby,” he growled softly, looking up from between my thighs, his mouth shiny with my juices. “Want your first time to be special.”

“It will be because it’s with you ,” I said, really meaning it—because Rath was special…he was different and not just because he was an Orc.

When I thought back on the other two human guys I had dated and tried to have sex with, I couldn’t believe I’d been willing to give it up for either of them.

Neither of them had been as sweet and patient and protective as Rath.

I knew that the big Orc genuinely cared for me—that he was maybe even starting to love me, the way I was starting to love him.

The thought gave me an uneasy tingle. Is he your Heartmate? whispered a little voice in my head. I pushed it aside. I didn’t want any bad thoughts or feelings to mar this night together.

Rath took me to my bedroom, (we had started on the couch in the living room) where we stripped down completely.

I was no longer self-conscious about being naked around the big Orc, despite the fact that I had actually put on a few pounds, rather than losing any.

Rath saw me as beautiful and that was how I was beginning to see myself too.

After a lifetime of insecurity and body image issues, I was finally beginning to learn to love myself.

Once on the bed, Rath leaned back against the headboard, just as he had at Baba Yaga’s hut.

But this time there was no need for me to bind him magically to the bedposts.

I felt perfectly safe and secure with him.

Despite his great size and strength, he was always so gentle and careful with me. And this time was no exception.

“Come here and straddle me, baby,” he told me. “Let’s see if we can make it work this time.”

Biting my lip, I did as he said. Throwing a leg over his hips, I positioned myself over his larger shaft and prepared to sink down onto it.

“Wait a minute!” Rath grabbed me by the hips, holding me still. “I don’t think so, baby,” he growled sternly. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“What you said—straddling you,” I protested.

“You’re not ready to take my larger shaft yet.” He frowned at me. “You know you’re not. I felt how tight you were just now when I put my tongue in you—we need to take this slowly.”

So that was why he had spent so long tongue-fucking me.

At the time, I had thought he just wanted to taste my juices—which he certainly seemed to enjoy.

Also, he loved going down on me and I loved it too, so I hadn’t complained.

But I hadn’t had any idea that he was gauging my readiness to take him.

“You’re always so careful with me—I won’t break, you know,” I said impatiently.

I was tight all over with sexual tension and the need to be filled was growing out of control.

I thought I might still have a tiny bit of the lust potion I had accidentally brewed in my system because my pussy felt empty and I wanted that long, thick pole of flesh deep inside me. No, not just wanted— needed.

“I know you’re not because I won’t let you break,” he growled. “We might get wild later, but for now it’s still your first time and I’m way bigger than you.”

“I’m not afraid!” I protested. “I don’t care about our size difference.”

“But I do.” One big hand left my hip and came up to cup my cheek. “I would never hurt you, Sarah,” he murmured, his golden eyes filled with emotion. “I’d rather fucking die that do that. And since I’m so much bigger than you, I have to be careful with your sweet, curvy body. All right?”

“All right,” I said rather breathlessly. I had never had a man care for me this much—most guys wouldn’t be able to wait to get it in and start fucking. But Rath wasn’t like that. He wanted to take things slowly and make my first time good for me.

“Good girl—I’m glad we understand each other,” he rumbled. “Now—let’s see if you can take my smaller shaft first. Remember, the precum and cum from that shaft will help you open for my larger shaft.”

“Oh, right.” In my eagerness to finally lose my virginity, I had forgotten all about this aspect of his anatomy.

“I’m going to support you and lower you down,” Rath told me. “You spread your pussy for me and guide my smaller shaft inside you. And let me know if you need me to stop,” he ordered.

“All right.” I was feeling breathless again as I felt his big hands slip under my thighs to caress and support me.

There was no way a human guy could have supported my weight and held me in position like that, but my big Orc had no trouble at all. He lowered me down as I guided the head of his smaller shaft to the mouth of my pussy.

I held my breath as I felt the head breach my entrance. This was as far as we had gotten last time and despite knowing that I had been unbound, I couldn’t help fearing that I still wasn’t going to be able to take him.

But as it turned out, I had nothing to fear. As Rath lowered me slowly, I felt my inner walls opening for him. At last, I felt the smaller shaft bottoming out inside me, the head just barely brushing the mouth of my womb.

“Oh!” I exclaimed, wiggling a little to get used to the penetration. It didn’t hurt at all—in fact, it felt like one of the toys I used on myself. And deep inside me I could feel his warming precum flowing, making me tingle with pleasure.

“There you go,” Rath growled softly, releasing me so that I could settle completely into his lap. “Does it feel good to have me inside you, baby?”

“God, so good.” I looked up at him eagerly. “It doesn’t hurt at all! I think I’m ready for the big one now.”

Rath frowned.

“Not so fast, baby. Let me fuck you with my smaller shaft and come in you first—that will get you all ready and help you stretch to take my larger shaft. All right?”

“All right.” I wiggled some more. “But hurry! I like this shaft and it feels really good inside me, but I want the big one Rath—I want to feel really opened and stretched!”

He rumbled laughter, his golden eyes going half-lidded as he began to thrust inside me.

“Eager little human, aren’t you?”

“I think I might still have some traces of that lust potion I accidentally brewed in my system!” I admitted. “Oh—that feels nice!”

“It’ll feel nicer when I get my larger shaft in you and you get to ride on my pleasure ridges,” he growled, picking up the pace. “Get ready, baby—going to come in you now and flood your pussy with my cream so you can take my larger shaft.”

A sudden thought occurred to me.

“But Rath—I’m not on birth control!”

I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of this before—I certainly should have. But I had been too busy feeling free and unbound and trying not to worry about the family curse—whatever it was. The idea of possibly getting pregnant with the big Orc’s baby had completely slipped my mind.

But Rath didn’t seem worried.

“It’s okay, baby,” he assured me. “This isn’t how you get pregnant by an Orc.”

“It isn’t?” I looked down to the place where his smaller shaft was buried to the hilt in my pussy.

I could feel it pulsing inside me, shooting the warming cream deep inside me, bathing the mouth of my womb.

It felt really good but I still felt the need to be stretched and opened—and I wanted to feel those pleasure ridges on his larger shaft too.

“God—feels so good to come in your tight little pussy!” he growled, cupping my breasts in his big hands. “But no, baby—remember I told you about how both an Orc’s shafts work together when he takes a female from behind?”

“Oh the, uh, double fucking?” I asked and moaned as he tugged my tight peaks.