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“It’s not me, it’s tradition.” He shrugs innocently.
“Right. Cause this isn’t your orcish way of getting in my nethers.”
He chuckles as he kneels down to help me off the rest of my clothes. “I was getting in your nethers anyway.”
“If you didn’t come back, how was I going to know of this elaborate tradition, orc?”
He helps me out of the garment before he leads me to the bathroom.
“I was going to come back.” He says firmly. Choosing to not question it, I nod.
I settle on top of him, straddling his legs and he is leaning back, giving my stomach room as he plays with my nipples, seeing how much milk he can squeeze out. He is utterly fascinated by it.
“You know there is another tradition.” He says, his eyes still fixated on my milk-dripping breasts.
“Yeah?”
The corner of his lips twitches, his tusks moving. “Yes. For good luck. The male must drink from the breasts until the orclings arrive and leave only the pure for them. The milk that comes later makes the orcs stronger and some have said smarter.”
I can’t help the laugh that bubbles from my chest. “Is that true? Or are you trying to find a way of stealing.”
“No stealing here. No. It’stradition, I told you.” He says with the utmost seriousness.
I open my mouth to say something but he closes his lips on one of the nipples and I moan as my whole body shudders. His other hand massages the other as he lets some milk drops on the water.
If feels good to have the pressure taken off my breasts and he is so gentle, watching me closely to see how I react and what is too much. His other hand travels down to my very aching cunt and he begins massaging me in that way I love. My body jumps a little higher, way too fast.
My arms drape over his shoulders for support as I begin to grind on him as best I can. My gaze is firmly on him as I watch him take turns on each of my breasts, not giving my clit any rest. When he finally fingers me, I lose all coherent thought and I let go of it all, throwing my head back, moaning loudly.
He slows down his finger assault and lifts my body gently, holding me above his girth. He impales me on him, and all I can do is enjoy the ride as he takes control.
My moans are feral, my body gets loose. All the knots tied in my body are being undone with each thrust.
“You. Feel. Incredible. So. Good.” He punches every word with a thrust and all I can do is whimper in pleasure as he holds me still.
“I missed you, orc.” I let the small tears roll down when everything else comes back to me.
He slows the thrusts and brings his face to kiss my tears.
“I’m never leaving you again. Everything will be different from now. I give you my word.”
Then he stops and turns me so I am lying on his chest with my back. He holds my legs open after his girth sinks into me again and this time his strokes makes the water splash everywhere, and all I can do is lie on the crook of his neck and receive delicious pounding.
He gives me everything I need. And he gives it to me relentlessly.
His kisses and words of affirmation keep me high in love and when I am tired, he carries me to bed where he massages me till I fall asleep.
Chapter thirty-two
Different Life. Different Orc
Igor
Ariaclimbsuponme after she finishes me off. Her head tucks on the crook of my neck and I hold her closer to me, my lips kissing her face. The past week has been heaven. The uninterrupted time with each other has been good to mend us and our connection.
Since arriving in this realm, we haven’t had a break. We haven’t had long times just for us. But in this time, we have talked, finished preparing the rooms for the babies, and made love.
The love making taking most of the time since we didn’t even have to cook.
