“Right now, it feels like there’s a fire down there,” I groan, obediently rolling over and letting my legs fall open. Even the cool breeze between them is a relief.
“I’ll put it out, don’t worry,” he rumbles.
I thought my place was at the foot of King Lix’tuk’s bed. But right now, I’m really glad he’s letting me stay in it a little bit longer. I’d never be able to sleep if he sent me down there like this.
Thankfully, I don’t have to. He moves between my thighs and lowers himself until I feel his tusks against my skin. Then I feel his tongue moving against my wet folds. He holds me with one hand, then presses his thumb to my clit. He begins massaging it gently as his tongue pushes into my entrance.
“Oh wow,” I breathe out.
His tongue starts slow, then gets faster, plunging into me as fast as he was pumping his cock into my throat. Every time histongue is driven into my pussy, he licks my g-spot, like an extra tease that makes me shudder with bliss.
Then his tongue seems to be everywhere at once. Flat and wide, licking from my entrance to my clit. Thick at my entrance as it pushes in. Long as it extends deep into my virgin passage, making my walls flutter on the wet intruder. It’s overwhelming, but in a good way.
Swallowing most of his release has definitely done something to me. I’m wetter than before. More aroused than I ever have been in my life. Every time my body jerks or twitches with pleasure, I feel the fullness in my stomach. I’m really glad he didn’t send me to the foot of his bed after I made him come, because this is torture, and he’s the only one who can free me from the torment.
“Yes! Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” I beg breathlessly, squirming as his finger returns to my clit and stays there while he drives his tongue into my pussy.
I know he won’t. Orcs finish what they start. He’s getting close to finishing me. Once, at least. I’m not sure if that will be enough after gulping down his seed. But I’d do it again, regardless of the consequences. I just wanted to make him feel good. Feel useful to him in some way. Now I’ve got his taste on my tongue, and I’m so turned on I’d love to have him in my mouth again.
His persistence causes the pressure to build inside me. Every flick of his tongue against my g-spot causes the pressure to tighten. Every rotation of his thumb on my clit makes me quiver. The quivers turn into trembles as I get closer. My pussy begins fluttering on his tongue, unable to grip the slickness.
“Oh god!” I cry out, my hips bucking as I come.
It seems like it’s just going to be one big one, but as it peaks, his tongue keeps moving inside me in unison with the thumb pressing on my clit. I come a second time before I’m finished with the first one, then they just start tearing through my body like explosions in my core. I can’t speak. I can’t even scream. All I can do iscome.
He growls and grunts once the chain reaction begins, like he wants to taste every single one of them. I come on his tongue until every release makes me a little weaker. Finally, I feel one slow ripple that lingers for a few seconds, then several aftershocks.
“Thank you,” I whisper as I catch my breath. “I’m really glad you didn’t make me go to sleep like that.”
His tongue gently slides out of my pussy, and he kisses my twitching entrance. “No, that wouldn’t have been very fair. But like I said, you’ll get used to it. It won’t always cause such an intense reaction.”
King Lix’tuk stretches out beside me. I’m too weary to open my eyes for several minutes. I just enjoy the afterglow and the last few trembles of bliss that radiate through my core. Finally, I open my eyes and push myself up. I start crawling toward the foot of his bed, but he puts a hand on the back of my thigh.
“You don’t have to sleep down there. The bed is big enough for both of us,” he mumbles. “Just stay on your side.”
My heart skips a beat. He’s letting me sleep in his bed? He’s not worried I’llsourit simply because I’m human?
I don’t argue or ask any questions. I turn and crawl to the other side of the bed, collapsing face down against the pillow. I’m alittle chilled, so I reach for some of the fur blankets. I touch one, but he is there first, tugging it up to cover me.
“Goodnight, Clover,” he says quietly, leaning over and turning out the light.
“Goodnight, King Lix’tuk,” I manage, feeling so warm, comfortable, and spent that I know I’ll be asleep in a matter of seconds.
I don’t know if this is mercy, and he’ll only let me spend one night in his bed, or if this is my new place. Beside him, instead of sleeping on a pile of fur at the foot of his bed like a pet.
But this is where I’ll happily stay, as long as he wants me here.
CHAPTER 22
Clover
It’s been three months since the first night King Lix’tuk allowed me to sleep in his bed.
So far, I haven’t done anything to sour it. I haven’t given him any reasons to regret letting a human sleep beside him. As far as I know, at least. And he’s quick to let me know when I do something wrong. He hasn’t used his belt again, but I’ve gotten plenty of spankings. Sometimes, they aren’t really punishment. Other times, they sting enough for me to learn my lesson.
My eyes open to the sight of him next to me, still sleeping peacefully. He’s usually the first one up, but sometimes I wake up before he does. I’ve learned how to get out of bed without disturbing him. He’s a light sleeper, but I’m light on my feet. Another weakness I’ve learned to use to my advantage. Never thought soft feet would be a weaknessora strength.
I slip on a robe from the pile of clothes, tiptoe into the hallway, and slip on my shoes.
