Page 19 of Agnarr's Jarlin


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I shuddered under her ministrations. I didn’t think I would ever grow accustomed to her enthusiasm for sucking my cock. But I could tell from her scent that she was aroused. I looked down to see her take my stiff cock into her mouth, swallowing as much as she could take while fisting my knot with her hand. The sight of her mouth around me alone was enough to cause my undoing. I tentatively threaded my fingers through her hair, not wanting to pressure her, but also wanting to set the pace. She moaned at the feeling of my hands in her hair and I took that as permission. I gently led her to a pace and she adjusted, taking as much of my cock as she could into her mouth.

She paused, adjusting, and looked up at me for reassurance before continuing. Though Piper assured me this was normal, I had never had a female pleasure me in such a way, I was completely unsure of myself. I could tell from her scent that shewantedto be sucking my cock, but I didn’t want her to feel obligated to do so. She slipped her mouth off me, dragging her soft tongue along the underside of it as she did so.

“Do you want me to stop?” she asked.

“No, gods, no. I just don’t want you to feel as if this is something I expect of you. I lick you to get you wet and ready for my cock. You do not need to do that,” I responded.

“Agnarr, do you enjoy...” she paused, looking for the right words, “Do you enjoy licking me? Or is it just to get me ready?” She asked.

“Yes, gods yes,” I responded without hesitation. “You taste absolutely divine and watching you shatter under my tongue is everything to me,” I babbled. I was probably not making any sense.

Piper nodded and then looked at me with one eyebrow raised. “Well?”

“Well, what?”

“Well, can’t you see how it would be the same for me? To taste you and see you come, just because I enjoy giving you pleasure?”

Well, that made it sound entirely logical, but maybe I wasn’t able to be logical about this.

“I guess I am not used to a partner wanting to do something solely focused on my pleasure,” I said, pausing, “which you aren’t used to either?” I reached out, running my fingers through her hair.

Pip looked off for a minute before nodding, as if reliving old memories, then sighing. “Yes, it is hard for me to have you focused on me.” She paused and looked up at me, “But you are making it easier every day just by being you.”

I shifted and pulled her up from where she was between my legs, to bring her into an embrace, “Luckily, we have a lifetime to learn each other’s wants and needs.”

Piper wrapped her small body around mine, nuzzling my neck, and sighed.

“What are you thinking?”

“Do you think we will be able to convince the tribe to accept me even if we wait a bit before having children? I want to spend some time with just you,” she asked hesitantly.

“If that is what you want, I will fight for our ability to wait. I can’t say I would mind a few seasons with you all to myself before we prepare for orklings,” I said, smiling down at her.

She continued to hold me tightly, “Not only would I love nothing more than a few seasons of just you and me, but I also don’t want to be accepted as jarlin just for the young I might bear. I want to be accepted on the merits of my ability to lead. I am willing to be viewed that way if it will help the other human women, but it feels like a slap in the face,” she explained.

“What?!” I reared up over her in anger, “Who slapped—”

“No, no, no,” she cut me off, pressing her hands to my chest. She stroked my chest and down my arms, trying to soothe me, before speaking, “‘Slap in the face’ is an American saying. It means insulting. No one slapped me, but they definitely insulted me. I have years of classroom and leadership experience. If I can manage seventeen-year-olds, break up fights, and teach them something every day, I think I could lead a tribe of humans and orkin. Accepting me only for my womb is pretty fucking insulting.”

I was taken aback. I hadn’t thought about it like that at all. I looked at Piper with eyes wide. It was almost as if she could see me unraveling how that would feel.

“Pip. I’m so sorry. I want you as my mate, whether or not we can have young,” I say earnestly.

“I know. I believe you. But I am going to need your support with Astrid and the tribe to adjust expectations. These human women are not just here to have children,” she said softly. “Some of them may never be ready to have children.”

I looked at Piper. Really looked at her. I understood her concerns. I knew I would do anything to ensure she and the other human women were treated fairly. This would be my greatest challenge as the new jarl.

“I will do whatever it takes to ensure your women are treated as whole individuals—not just vessels for orkin young.”

Piper captured my mouth and kissed me deeply as she slid her body over mine, making her intentions clear. The conversation was over. I had acknowledged and addressed Piper’s very logical fears and now she required physical comfort.

“What do you want, Pip? Do you want something slow and languid or hard and fast?” I asked.

“I want you to make love to me,” she said wistfully.

I rolled us so I was on top of her. Aware of our size difference, I supported myself on my elbows so as not to crush her.

Pip wrapped her legs around me, inviting me into her warm cunt. I pushed upward, sliding my cock between her folds, both of us letting out a low moan as I seated myself completely. I looked into her eyes, checking for any hesitancy. She pulled me in for a kiss, slipping her tongue between my lips. At the same time, she dug her heels into my ass, urging me to thrust.

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