Page 31 of Claimed By The Orc

“Nah. I know I grew up here, but hiking or anything outdoorsy besides football was always low on my list. Kenzie keeps asking to come though, so I gotta find time one weekend to get her here. I think all the girls would enjoy it.”

“That sounds fun. I want to fish.”

Tanner wrinkled his nose. “Eww, why?”

I shrugged. “It sounds entertaining.”

“You have a weird definition of entertaining, baby.” But I didn’t think so because many humans liked fishing. I looked it up.

After a few turns and splits, we were at the barrier. Well, a solid cave wall, but Iknewmy homeland lay right beyond that. I felt it.

“This is it?” Tanner whispered, like the moment was too momentous to use his full voice.

“Yes. This leads to my home.”

Tanner turned to me, his expression soft. “Are you ready for this?”

“I have been ready for this moment since I first saw you, my beautiful mate.”

Tanner’s cheeks flushed bright red. He rocked back on his heels and seemed a little uncomfortable. Then he took off the backpack he had been wearing and knelt by it.

“Let me see you, baby.” The bangle. I took it off and once again was fully in my orc form.

Tanner’s eyes scanned my body, lingering on the bulge that was growing in my pants. “Fuck.” He swallowed, then focused all his attention on the bag.

First, he pulled out the thick blanket that was normally on his bed and laid it out over the cold ground. I was glad that he’d thought of that detail. I did not want him to be uncomfortable. Next came the large bottle of lube.

I frowned at it, nerves wracking me. “I wish we had pleasure oil.”

Tanner smiled up at me reassuringly. “It’s okay, baby. You’ve been stretching me for a while now, getting me ready for that cock. I’ll be good. I promise.”

I swallowed, my fingers shaking with eagerness to touch him, when he added, “Just make sure to get some when you cross over.”

Of course. It was the first thing on my list.

Once Tanner had the blanket set up in the way he liked, he stood, a hungry gaze in his eyes as he once again focused on my bulge.

“Is that all for me?” he asked, voice rough.

Hands reaching for my waistband, I groaned. “Yes. Only for you.”

Tanner’s eyes darkened with possessive need. He loved that. He closed the distance between us and knocked my hands out ofthe way before pushing my pants down and exposing my cock. I couldn’t get used to human underwear, so I wore none. Every time Tanner remembered that fact, he went wild, which pleased me to no end.

“Clothes off,” he ordered even as he started to toss his shirt off and to the side. For a moment, I was frozen, focused solely on my mate’s naked body. He was so beautiful. He had admitted to me that he was a little self-conscious, since he no longer had his football body, but to me he was perfect. I loved that I could grip his hips and ass, and I could worship those thighs for days.

I must’ve taken too long because then Tanner was on me, removing my clothes in between kisses and love bites. I helped as much as I could, but it was hard to concentrate on anything but Tanner’s hands, and mouth, and scent, and, well . . . him.

He licked his lips and reached for my cock. “Baby . . .”He moaned, deep and gritty. “I love that you don’t wear underwear. So fucking naughty keeping this monster cock all out and ready for me.” I’d already been hard, and Tanner’s rough touch wasn’t helping matters.

I couldn’t help it. I bucked into his touch. “Tanner.” It was breathless and more whiny than I liked, but I couldn’t care too much because then Tanner was leading me to the blanket, using my cock as a handle.

He maneuvered us so that I was flat on my back on the blanket and then he crawled on top of me. He sucked on my nipple, one of his favorite places to toy with me, while I squeezed his hips, my fingers digging into his back mainly to give me something to focus on so I didn’t get completely lost.

“I swear one of these days, I’m gonna get you to come just from nipple play.” It wasn’t the first time he’d said it, but it had not happened yet.

After one last, searing kiss, Tanner reached over and grabbed the lube. He handed it to me and then positioned himself on all fours with his ass to me. “Get me ready, baby.”

I barely heard the words because I was completely focused on the black plug nestled in between his cheeks. I had seen it before, the day Tanner had sheepishly admitted to buying it to help prepare himself for me. He’d explained it to me, and while most of ours were glass, I was familiar with the concept. He hadn’t used it, or at least I hadn’t realized he had, but seeing it now conjured all kinds of dirty fantasies.

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