My eyes were closed, my breathing coming too quickly. I wantedhim…and if that meant taking his cock in front of the people who would become my family and clan…then so be it.
“I am proud of ye.” His rumble came from behind me as he slipped his arms around my middle. “My brave Mate.”
“I am scared,” I admitted in a whisper.
Slowly, his hands rose to cup my breasts through the simple chemise that I wore. “I will make sure ye enjoy yerself, love. Tonight is for ye and me.”
“There will be…” I moaned in arousal. “Others.”
His hard length rested against my lower back, and a flood of liquid heat settled between my legs at the thought of his cock stretching me tonight. I shuddered and pressed back against him as he squeezed my tits, then captured my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
“Nay, Lillian,” he all-but-purred, caressing me. “Just ye and me. Tonight ye’re going to focus on me, and I’m going to make ye feel so good.” One of his hands slid down my stomach slowly. “Ye understand that?”
When he cupped my core, tucking his hand around my mound and pulling my arse against him, we both moaned.
“Aye,” I panted, already gyrating against his thick length.
The heel of his palm pressed against my clitoris as his fingers curled into my damp heat through my chemise.
“Do ye understand what will happen tonight, Lillian?”
“Yours,” I managed to whimper, as his fingers worked against me and his other hand teased my nipple. “Please.”
“Aye, love,” he chuckled darkly against my temple. “But I mean when I claim ye. An orc’s cock is designed to bring his partner immediate pleasure. Do ye understand?”
Did I? I could barely think, much less understand. Mayhap I made a noise of agreement, because he brushed a kiss against my ear.
“Good lass. When my cock sinks into ye, ye’re going to come for me. ‘Tis part of the process to make the claiming easier.”
Wait, was he speaking of an instant orgasm? Ohmy.
“Kragorn,” I moaned, rubbing against him.
“I’m going to take ye out there now, Lillian.” His hand rubbed circles around my clit. “And ye’re going to keep yer eyes on me, aye? But first…come for me, my little human.”
“Yours!”
“Mine,” he growled, and tightened his hold on my cunny.
“Kra—” I gasped, only to be interrupted by the way my pleasure burst over me, soaking through my chemise and onto his fingers.
“Good lass,” Kragorn murmured, nuzzling at my temple. “My good little Mate.”
Iwasa good lass, and soon I would be his Mate in every sense. In a daze, my veins still thrumming with pleasure, I allowed Kragorn to turn me around and strip the rest of my clothing off before he quickly divested himself of his kilt and boots.
Naked?
We were going to be doing thisnaked?
As my awareness slowly returned, so did the trepidation. But then Kragorn was there, wrapping me in his thick fur cloak—to protect me from the cold or prying eyes?—and lifting me in his arms.
“Ready, love?” he murmured, pausing by the door.
I wasn’t. I couldn’t be. But I wanted him.
So I nodded, my gaze locked on his and my heart pounding in my ears.
As we approached the Council Hall—which was really just a roof over the seating around a large firepit—the sounds of the clan’s revelry grew louder. They had clearly been drinking, but there were…othersounds.
