“We could,” she hums.
I don’t hesitate for a moment. I turn her on the bed and my hands go to her legs. I start pushing them open when she shifts and places a foot on my chest.
“No, I said wecould. Not that we’re going to,” she warns, smiling and biting her bottom lip.
“Why?” I might be whining. “Do you need to see the doctor again or something?”
“No, King Lix’tuk,” she laughs. “But if you want me, you have to take me home.”
“We’ll leave immediately,” feeling positively giddy, grabbing her arm and pulling her off the bed as I stand.
“Wait, what about our stuff?” she says, glancing back as I tug her toward the door.
“Fuck it,” I rumble. “I have everything I need.”
Clover is mine. Not because I bought her. Not because she was given to me.
Because shechoseme.
And tonight, I’m taking my queen home to claim what is mine.
CHAPTER 34
Clover
King Lix’tuk’s hand has been on my thigh, lightly grazing me between the legs the entire way to Zrogmul.
I’m glad the fortress is in sight because I’m so turned on that I’m panting. He seems to be enjoying every second of it.
“I didn’t take the injection so you could torment me the entire way here,” I groan, gripping the armrests.
“Consider that part of your punishment for doing it without talking to me first,” he growls playfully, rubbing my clit.
He doesn’t really land the ship in the garage. It’s more of a rapid descent and a thud before he turns off the engines. His hand moves from my clit to my wrist, and he yanks me out of my seat. I stumble as he pulls me toward the door of the ship.
“You haven’t dragged me around like this since you were taking me to the dungeon,” I laugh, finally getting my footing so I can keep up.
“No dungeon for you, little human girl,” he growls. “You won’t be leaving our bedchamber for at least a week.”
“Orc sex doesn’t last an entire week, does it?” I ask, feeling a twinge of concern.
“No,” he chuckles. “But we’ve got a lot of time to make up for. I’ve wanted you too fucking long.”
He drags me up the stairs, tossing pieces of his armor as he goes. By the time we get to the top, he’s only wearing his loincloth and boots. I’m able to keep up with him now, so this is more playful than aggressive, but it’s turning me on even more than I already am if that’s possible.
His lips are on mine as soon as we get to the bedchamber. I back up toward the bed as he rips the rest of my dress away. It was already ruined, but now it’s just tatters on the floor. My bra and panties get the same treatment, then he pushes me down on the bed. I squirm backwards and try to put my foot on his chest again, but he catches my legs.
“Don’t even think about teasing me,” he warns in a deep growl, removing his loincloth and pulling me toward him.
I don’t think his cock has ever been harder. It’s already leaking pre-cum and every ridge is swollen and throbbing. He pushes my legs apart and moves between my thighs, the head brushing against my folds and sending a ripple of pleasure through my core.
“I know we’ve waited a really long time for this, but you still have to be careful,” I say. “I’ve never done this before, and… I’m afraid it will hurt.”
“I’ll be careful,” he says, smearing his pre-cum on my entrance. “I’ve waited this long. I can wait a few more breaths.”
I feel a tingle around my entrance as he lines himself up, his breaths coming in fast pants, and begins to push in. I breathe through the intense stretch, my walls giving way around him and my nails digging into his shoulders. After he sinks a couple inches into me, he pulls back before pushing deeper.
My virgin body welcomes him, like I’ve been waiting for this moment my entire life and didn’t realize it. There’s a slight sting when my hymen tears, but it doesn’t linger as the pain is quickly overwhelmed by pure, long-awaited pleasure.
