Page 43 of My Orc Nanny

His gaze snapped back to mine as his hands went to my lower back, supporting me. “You’re certain?”

I wriggled lower, until I could feel his hardness pressing—pulsing—against my ass. “Aswan, you told me exactly what was going to happen when you put your cock in me. I want that.”

His lips twitched, although his gaze remained serious. “I also told you it was my responsibility to make you ready for me.”

No, he’d said the Insta-O his cock was going to give me would make me ready for him. My grin turned naughty, and I squeezed him with my thighs again. “Does this feel like I’m not ready?” I pulled myself closer to whisper near his ear, “I’ve been thinking about this since I took all my clothes off tonight. No, since this morning when you—” I stopped myself with a laugh. “I’ve been dreaming of your cock inside me forweeks, Aswan. Do you know how guilty I’ve felt?”

With a hum, he bent forward to press his mouth against the place where my shoulder met my neck. “I’ve beenjerking off, thinking of you.” His lips blazed a hot trail across my skin as I moaned and dropped my head back. “I lay in your bed and touch myself. I stand in your shower and I stroke my cock, wishing it wasyouI was stroking.”

Oh God.

Even when he was pleasuring himself, he’d been thinking of pleasuringme? How very Aswan.

I lowered first one arm, then the other, knowing he could hold me, as I shrugged out of the robe completely. It dropped on the floor as he lifted me high enough for his long, ridged tongue to swipe across one of my nipples.

Shuddering, I grabbed him again.

“I’m ready for you,” I gasped, my hips gyrating against the hard plane of his stomach. “Please, Aswan.”

One of his hands left my ass, and it took me a moment to understand he was pulling down the waistband of his sweatpants.Yes.

I felt the moment his cock burst free, because it smacked my ass cheek, and I sucked in a pleased breath. I remembered the feel of it—in my mouth, sliding along my most delicate parts…

“Dkaar…” Aswan’s voice sounded strained, as if he was struggling, as one hand closed around his cock and the other lifted my ass. “Once I claim you…”

My hands slid to his jaw, and I cupped his face so I could hold him—hold myself?—steady. As if I could hold us both here, in this moment.

“I’m ready for you, Aswan. I love you, and I accept you as my Mate.”

That fierce victory flashed across his face once more, at the same moment I had a flicker of doubt for our future. Would the children understand? Would they accept him as a stepfather?

But then I wasn’t thinking at all because Aswan had repositioned me and was lowering me onto his cock. In shock, my grip on his waist weakened, which allowed me to slide farther down the ridged length. Dear God, the ridges! Each one slid into me, and I had to resist the urge to clamp down on it—onhim—and hold myself in place.

He was thick, but I’d given birth three times, and I could handle?—

“Breathe,dkaar,” he murmured soothingly, running one hand up and down my back. That’s when I realized he was supporting me with only one arm. “We can stop if you want.”

I sucked in a breath. Likehellwe were going to stop. Not when I was so close…

With a little whimper, I sank farther down, at the same moment he flexed his hips upward, and suddenly I was fully seated atop his cock.

Just as he’d promised, his cock triggered my climax. It took me by surprise, and I gasped, arching back and away from him.

Thank God he had better control than I did, because as I writhed and bucked on his cock, my legs barely clamped onto him, both my hands pressed against my mouth to keep myself from screaming in ecstasy, Aswan held me there, perpendicular to himself, and allowed my pleasure to claim me.

It wasn’t until the orgasm began to subside that I realized he was speaking, murmuring to me in soft words. “—seen anything so beautiful as my Mate coming on my cock like that. Torvor’s Hammer,dkaar, do you know how beautiful you are, taking your pleasure like that? Gods, yes.”

“Aswan,” I gasped, groping for his shoulders, trusting him to hold me upright at the same time I desperately needed to move against him. “Oh God, Aswan, that was…”

Humming, he drew me to him, his cock still deeply imbedded. The movement caused him to flex inside me, and I gasped again, then moaned at the sensation of those ridges scraping along my sensitized core. “Oh, God,” I groaned again, trying to flex atop him, “Yes, please.”

It took a moment to realize he wasn’t moving, and I was…well, I was more or less trying to hump himwhile he stood upright, and if you can imagine this position, it meant I wasn’t going to be able to get what I wanted at all. I leaned back slightly to frown at him, as my legs fell away from his waist, and he caught my ass.

“Aswan,move.”

When he grinned, his tusks seemed more prominent, and his eyes glowed in the light from the bedside lamp. “Consent is important?—”

“Do you want to fuck me?”

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