Page 87 of Her Orc Blacksmith

He finally stilled, burying himself to the hilt with a low, rumbling growl as his body shuddered above me. I felt the pulse of his release, his muscles tensing as he let go, collapsing softly against me, careful to support his weight on his forearms.

For a moment, there was nothing but the sounds of our ragged breathing, our bodies entwined, until he pushed himself off of me, collapsing onto the bed beside me.

I lay there, catching my breath, a lazy smile spreading across my face as I stared up at the ceiling. Vorgath’s arm slid around my waist, pulling me closer to his side, and I nestled into his warmth, savoring the comfortable silence that followed.

“What are you smiling about?” he asked.

I hesitated, feeling the rush of excitement and nerves bubbling up inside me. I hadn’t planned on telling him like this, but now, tangled in his arms, the moment felt right.

“Just thinking about… expanding the house again.”

“Expanding?” He exhaled a deep sigh. “Didn’t we just finish the last project? What are you thinking about now?”

I placed a hand over my stomach, feeling the warmth beneath my palm as my smile widened. “Well… we’re going to need more space.”

His brow furrowed, and for a moment, he was silent, staring at my hand on my belly. Then, as realization slowly crept in, his eyes widened.

“Wait… you mean…?” His voice trailed off.

I nodded, laughing softly. “Yes. We’re going to have a baby.”

For a second, he just blinked at me, his face frozen in shock. Then, he suddenly let out a booming laugh as he scooped me into his arms, pulling me onto his chest.

“A baby?” he repeated, his voice full of wonder and excitement. “By the Alders,durlan, we're going to have a baby?”

I giggled, feeling the sheer happiness radiating off him as he held me tight. “Yes,durnak,” I said, showing off my limited orcish skills. “We're going to have a baby.”

He looked at me, his dark eyes bright with emotion. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” His voice was filled with joy, and he gently pressed a hand to my belly. “I would have been—”

“More gentle tonight?” I teased, raising an eyebrow.

He gave me a playful growl, his tusks glinting in the moonlight as he grinned. “Maybe. But you didn’t seem to mind.”

I rolled my eyes, smacking his chest lightly. “I suppose you’re right.”

Vorgath chuckled leaned his forehead against mine. “A baby,” he repeated, as if he still couldn’t believe it. “I never imagined…”

I traced my fingers along his jawline, feeling the warmth in his skin. “Neither did I,” I admitted softly, “but it feels… right.”

His gaze softened, his hand resting over mine on my belly. “You’re already an incredible mother to Elias,” he murmured, his voice low and full of admiration. “This little one’s going to be so lucky. Just like I am.”

I grinned, my heart swelling at his words. “We’re all lucky,” I whispered, pulling him closer for a gentle kiss. “I can’t wait to see you with our child.”

Vorgath’s smile was radiant, and for a moment, we simply held each other, savoring the excitement and warmth that wrapped around us like a blanket. His large hand remained on my belly, as if he couldn’t tear himself away from the thought of our future.

Finally, he broke the silence. “So… about that expansion. We’ll need a much bigger crib than Elias ever had.”

I laughed, the sound filling the room, light and free. “Definitely.”

Vorgath smirked, eyes gleaming mischievously. “And perhaps we should make sure there’s room for more, just in case.”

I shot him a mock glare. “Let’s get through this one first.”

“Fine, one at a time,” he teased, pressing a soft kiss to the top of my hair. His fingers lazily traced patterns on my back, his body warm and solid beneath me. “But now that I think about it, I like the idea of a full house.”

I smiled, closing my eyes. We lay there in comfortable silence, the soft breeze from the open window carrying the distant sounds of Elias’s laughter and Mrs. Crumble’s raised voice as they made their way back down the street. The warmth of home and the joy of our family was all I’d ever wanted, and somehow, I’d found more than I ever imagined possible.

I glanced at Vorgath, watching his eyes drift across the ceiling. Then, as if he could feel me studying him, his gaze slid over to mine.

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