Page 38 of Bidding on the Orc Outcast

He kneeled in front of her, spreading her open with his thumbs. The sight of her slick, swollen flesh made him groan, the scent of her arousal making his head spin. He wanted to devour her, to make her come apart beneath him, but he forced himself to start slow, trailing kisses up her inner thigh.

She whined in protest, wiggling closer, and he circled her clit with his tongue, teasing the sensitive flesh, before dragging his tongue through her wetness. Her hips bucked, and he wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold her still. He started slowly, licking and sucking until she was panting, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

He traced her entrance with his tongue, circling but not entering, and she gasped, hips straining towards him. He kept up the slow pace, exploring every inch of her, tasting her sweetness, until he felt her thighs start to tremble.

He pulled away, and she made a small noise of protest.

“Varek, please-”

He slid two fingers inside her, curling them to stroke her inner walls, and she moaned. He bent his head to flick her clit with his tongue. Her tight little cunt gripped his fingers, pulsing as he sucked her clit into his mouth. He thrust his fingers deeper, finding a rhythm that had her hips rocking, chasing her pleasure, and he growled against her flesh.

Her thighs tightened around his shoulders, and he felt her body tensing, preparing for release. He picked up the pace, driving her closer to the edge until she cried out, her body shuddering as she came hard, flooding his mouth with her sweet juices. He licked and sucked every drop, drawing out her pleasure until she collapsed against him, boneless and sated.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Posy floated in a pleasant daze as Varek carried her into the living room and sat down, cradling her in his lap. She’d never come that hard in her entire life. He held her as if she were delicate, precious, and his spicy scent enveloped her as his mouth claimed hers again. Her skin tingled as he slid his hand down her side.

His tusks grazed her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She tangled her fingers in his dark hair, loving how the strands felt like silk against her skin.

But a whisper of doubt crept in. The memory of him walking away, of days of silence, of the walls he kept trying to put between them…

She pulled back, pressing her hands against his chest. “Wait.”

He froze. His eyes searched her face, confusion and concern replacing the heat that had been there moments before.

“I need to know. Are…” Her voice cracked. “Are you going to push me away again tomorrow?”

His arms tightened around her. “Posy-”

“No, listen.” She traced her fingers along the strong line of his jaw. “I want this. I want you. But I’ve already had one man decide I wasn’t worth staying for. I need to know you won’t do the same thing.”

Pain flashed across his features. He pressed his forehead against hers, his breath warm against her lips.

“I won’t walk away. Not again.” His voice dropped to a rumble. “These past days without you… I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Wanting you.”

“Promise me.”

“I promise.” He brushed his lips against hers. “No more running.”

The last of her hesitation melted away. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss. He kissed her as passionately as before, but this time he pulled away before things escalated..

“What is it?” she asked softly.

“I meant what I said about not walking away, but it goes both ways.” He swallowed hard. “This… being with someone… I’ve never…”

The vulnerability in his expression made her chest ache. She covered his hand with hers. “It’s okay.”

“I don’t want to mess this up.” His thumb brushed across her lower lip. “For either of us.”

“Then let’s take it slow.” She pressed a soft kiss to his palm. “We don’t have to figure everything out tonight.”

The tension in his shoulders eased. “You’d be willing to do that?”

“Of course. We can just spend time together. No pressure, remember?” She wiggled a little, feeling his erection flex beneath her. “But I feel as if I’m leaving you hanging, so to speak.”

His lips curved into that rare smile. “Trust me, I enjoyed myself. But you’re right. We should wait. Although I’m going to find it hard to keep my hands off you. Especially if you’re naked.”

Heat flooded her cheeks but she smiled at him. “Then I guess I’d better get dressed.”

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