Page 35 of The Orc Chief’s Baker (Orc Mates Of Faeda #4)

Chapter

Twenty-Five

TRINIA

S he awoke warm, satisfied, and without a single stiff muscle.

Stretching slightly, Trinia mused on the last time she’d woken up without being in pain. After sleeping on flour sacks in her dusty bakery for nearly a full season, she’d forgotten just how wonderful being in a bed was.

Even if two-thirds of that bed was taken up by a huge, naked orc.

He looked even more like a puppy when he was sleeping, with his shaggy hair covering his eyes and his face relaxed. The powerful, pleasure wrecked male who’d rutted her into oblivion was gone and a docile, sleepy pup remained. She resisted the urge to rustle his hair, knowing it would wake him.

He didn’t snore, which she found a bit surprising. In fact, she almost couldn’t hear him breathing. She could feel it though, because his arm was draped heavily over her hip and his warm stomach was so close she could feel it expanding against her with each breath.

The rhythm made her cheeks heat. Fades! They still needed to go another round before she was pregnant. She filled her lungs and resisted the urge to squirm.

Brovdir sucked in his breath then and was instantly awake. He went from completely asleep to alert so fast Trinia jolted backward.

Off the bed.

She didn’t even have time to yip before a hand gripped her around the middle and saved her from the fall. She was flush back up against Brovdir again. He adjusted, flipping onto his back and taking her with him.

She ended up half on top of him, resting in the crook of his arm. His hot skin felt so good against her bare legs. Her thighs were widely parted around his stomach and her breasts were tucked right up against his chest.

Brovdir wrapped an arm around her middle. Not tight enough to hold her captive, but he made it clear he didn’t want her to go.

She gave up refusing. He was too warm, felt too good.

His eyes were still closed. He had little creases around them that told her he smiled often. He had scars everywhere —forehead, eyebrows, one right next to his jaw, on his lips... across his neck.

There was no denying his neck scar was the worst. She reached out to gently touch it. He tensed and sucked in a breath as his eyes cracked open.

“Sorry.” She pulled her hand back. “Does it hurt?”

“Not on the outside.” His voice was sleep drenched, but clearer than she’d heard it before.

“How did it happen? Were you in battle?” she asked. “You don’t have to tell me if it’s uncomfortable.”

His brows pinched for a moment, and his fingers drummed at the small of her back before he sucked in a hard breath. “I... have a habit of taking unwilling conquests.”

She jolted . “What?”

He quickly amended. “Not in that way, I swear. Out there, many are desperate. They trade women for boons whether she consents or not.”

Trinia’s stomach twisted up. “That’s horrible.”

Brovdir nodded. “I take them. I do not touch. Then I return them with the boons promised.”

Her chest warmed. “Goodness. That’s so decent of you, but why would you give them the boons if they didn’t hold up their end of the bargain?”

He rose a brow as if confused by her question. “Most are desperate. Starving. Have starving children. Or an abusive man who forced their hand. No boons means she will suffer more than the terror she already endured.”

She melted for the male even as she flinched with shame. “You’re right... I didn’t think about that.”

He reached up to touch her cheek. His warm skin was gentle as he stroked the edge of her jaw. “Glad you didn’t.”

She blinked rapidly. “You’re glad I was an insensitive ass?”

He snorted with amusement. “You’re not. And yes. You did not consider it because you have never endured it. I’m glad for that.”

She wondered just how much hardship this kind male had suffered outside the Rove Woods.

Her eyes went back to the scar. She tapped it with her fingertips. “So then... one of them gave you this? Did she not realize you were trying to help?”

He shook his head. “Was walking her home. Her brothers came to her aid. Twins. Smelled like just one when it was two. Caught me by surprise and... Karthoc found me in time.”

“That’s horrible. You were only trying to help.” Trinia’s chest went tight.

But Brovdir just shrugged. “Brothers didn’t know. Just wanted to save their kin. Only one to blame is father who sold her, and brothers took care of him. Heard them talking as they escaped.”

“She didn’t even try to help you?”

“She did. She screamed Karthoc’s name for me. He’d never have found me in time if she hadn’t.”

Her brows furrowed. “And let me guess, they took the boons with them too?”

His eyes went wide, and his brows went up, and his head did an adorable tilt that made his shaggy hair fall over his forehead. “Of course. It was a misunderstanding. I did not wish for them to starve for that.”

The gracious words combined with the adorable, wide-eyed, puppy-like expression made Trinia’s heart swell. Warmth bloomed from the top of her head all the way to the tips of her toes, and the urge to cling to this orc was almost overwhelming.

“I’m...” She couldn’t think of the right words, so she leaned down and kissed him.

That seemed better for him than words anyway. She could feel his smile under her lips. His body relaxed and the hold on her waist tightened, and he didn’t hesitate to open his mouth to deepen the kiss.

Fades, she felt like she was drowning. Her head was all muddled up, and she didn’t want to stop. She moved up to straddle his torso while still dueling with his tongue and he let out a low, pleased groan that rumbled through her until her pussy clenched.

He broke off first by cupping her face in his huge, warm hands and pulling her back slightly. His eyes searched hers and his lips parted like he was in disbelief.

She adjusted until she could feel the swell of his cock against her ass. He hissed out a breath as she squirmed against it. “We... we should finish things up.”

They should. She’d lost her bakery. None of her friends could take her in indefinitely, and she had no other resources by which she could trade for a new home.

He reached up to pull her close again. Back into his strength and warmth. Her breath left her as his touch eased away the pain of her loss and thrumming anticipation took its place. Just one look from his dark eyes and her toes were curling.

He pulled her head down and kissed the world out of her. Surrounded her in heat. His tongue smacked, licked, and swirled around hers until she was almost boneless.

But her mind flashed back to the night before and how generous he’d been. How good he’d made her feel. She wanted to reward him, let him concentrate on his own pleasure and not think about pleasing her. She pulled back to look into his eyes. “Grip the sheets, Brovdir.”

His eyes shot wide, and his hands moved away from her waist, down to the bedding without preamble. He tipped his head adorably again, and she grinned. He was so obedient.

“You really do like taking orders, don’t you?”

His cheeks flushed a brighter green and being embarrassed was the last thing she wanted him to feel.

“I like it.” She leaned in to kiss the bridge of his nose. “You know you can say ‘no,’ don’t you?”

“Yes,” he breathed.

“I know... I know that this is just business.” Her throat constricted around the words, and she hid her tension by trailing more kisses down his throat. Right over the scar. “But it might be fun to play a bit, if you’re willing?”

He hissed. The sound was laced with deep pleasure, and he murmured, “Yes, anything you desire.”

A tingle of sheer delight coursed down her spine, and heat pulsed between her legs. Three little words and she was already so hot .

“In that case,” she said slowly as she crawled down his body. His head lifted to watch her, but his hands never left the bedding.

She could feel how huge and hard his cock was as she adjusted, but nothing prepared her for the sight of it.

Fades help her. He really was massive. She got on her knees next to him and wondered how she’d been able to take him so easily.

He was larger than she could fit her fingers around.

The tip was a much darker green than the shaft.

She reached out and stroked him with her thumb, starting from the top, teasing under the head, and tracing the veins down his shaft.

They pulsed with the frantic beat of his heart.

“ Trinia ,” Brovdir gasped.

“Want me to stop?” She searched his face, but all she saw there was pleasure.

He swallowed hard and shook his head.

“I know the next spill has to be inside me. You can hold out for me, right, Brovdir? You can be strong for me?”

He let out an exhale hard enough to rustle her hair and nodded.

She wasted no time stroking his cock with her hand. “Did you fit the full length inside me?”

“No,” he panted.

“Hmm,” she mused, stroking back to the top. “Do you think you could?”

He swallowed hard. “No. I won’t.”

That was a quick refusal. “Why?”

“Don’t . . . want to hurt you.”

“What if I controlled it?” Trinia said, stroking down again. It probably wasn’t fair to use petting his cock as a distraction, but she didn’t care. “What if I was in complete control?”

His eyes flashed wide in an instant and his expression took on a slacked, wonderstruck look that made her stomach flutter and her thighs squirm. His nod was quick, focused.

Ooh, so he wanted her to be in control? She supposed she should have guessed that since he liked to take orders. To test it, she said, “You’re going to follow every direction I say, Brovdir.”

His eyes shot wide and his jaw slacked a little.

“I’m going to tell you when to thrust, how hard, how deep... I’m going to tell you when you have to be still and when you can touch me.”

A groan flooded out of him as she stroked his shaft again. He was shivering like he had a fever.

“You can still say no if you don’t like something.” She felt the need to ensure him. “But if you don’t say no, I’m going to do what I want. Everything that I want. What do you say to that?”

His nod was so eager it would have been adorable had her blood not been set to boiling. The thought of controlling this powerful, massive male made her pussy pulse with desire.

“In that case, I want to get you nice and wet so you slide inside me better.” His eyes flashed as if he was trying to work out what that meant.

There was no better explanation than by example. She gripped his cock tight in her hand and slowly dipped her head. She saw the realization flash in his eyes as he sucked in a sharp breath.

He didn’t tell her no.

She leaned down and licked from the throbbing base all the way to the twitching tip.

“ Fuck! ” Brovdir’s grip on the sheets tightened until she heard them ripping. “Trinia, I?—”

She gave him no time to process and instead swirled her tongue around the head until he groaned and arched his back.

It was so easy to pleasure him. She’d barely started, and he looked spent already.

“Trinia.” His groan was vibrant and made her quiver as she continued to lap at the head of his cock. He gasped between quivering jolts. “I’ll spill.”

“Not yet.” She lapped gently at the head, and he groaned piteously. His fists tightened in the bedding, but he didn’t let go. “Be a good boy and hold it.”

He sucked in a hard breath and his eyes shot open.

Ooh , so he liked that. “You can, right? You can be a good boy... my good boy and hold on for me?”

He let out that breath in quivering gulps and nodded his shaggy head so eagerly it left no room for doubt in her mind.

“That’s it.” She dipped low again, right at the base of his cock, and flattened her tongue against it so hard she could feel his heartbeat pulsing against her lips. She cupped her hand around the opposite side and crawled toward the head.

He let out a strangled groan that shot bliss all the way through her. She was trembling almost as badly as he was. Her pussy ached. Her clit throbbed.

She got to the top and swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, teasing the underside and taking it into her mouth. It barely fit.

He let out a roar that may have shaken the leaves off this tree house had there been any.

“Trinia.” Brovdir’s moan raked up her spine and blasted her with a deep need the likes of which she’d never felt before.

The burning desire to mount him grew too high for her to take.