Page 33 of The Orc's Innocent Plaything

Because Myra had come to me for tutoring in the art of pleasure, in understanding her own body. Naught more.

Myra

I was…floating.

Not just in the water, not just in Vartok’s arms, but in a pool of bliss.

With him supporting me in the warm water, I leaned backto stare up at the stars visible through the swirling steam of the hot springs.

Oh my.

What he’d done to me was no different than the way I’d pleasured myself over the years, but… His lips. His hands. Hisfingers. His fingers were long enough to reach a spot inside me I hadn’t known existed. And the way he’d touched me, so confidentially…

“Yearea good student,” he murmured, bending over to kiss me as he slid his fingers from me.

I stretched my arms out to the side and hummed, floating there in the warm pool, my body merging with the water as each heartbeat faded to a dull roar.

I sighed in satiation and heard his chuckle.

“We’re far from done, lass.”

When I lifted my head, my feet sank, and I might have gone under had he not planted a hand in the middle of my back and pushed me back into a floating position.

“What do you mean?” I blustered.

In the dim starlight reflecting on the pool, I saw his tusks gleam as he grinned wickedly…moments before he bent his head over me.

When he caught my nipple in his mouth, I sucked in a breath and jolted, instinctively curling around him.

Vartok raised his head and spoke sternly. “Trust, Myra. After everything I’ve given ye, I’m owed a reward.”

Oh. He was right. I remembered how hard his cock was, how aroused he must be. I had been only focused on mypleasure, not his, and shame shot through me at the realization.

“You want—” I began, wondering how to offer him release.

“To taste yer nipples, aye. I’ve been dreaming of it for months,” he announced sternly. “Now lie back like a good lass and let me have my taste.”

Confused, and more than a little aroused, I did as he commanded.

Months?

When the ridges of his tongue dragged over my nipple, I couldn’t help the way I grabbed for him, arching into his hold, trying to stay afloat. He chuckled against my breast and slid his other hand beneath my shoulders, keeping me above water as he laved and sucked and?—

“Oh God!” I groaned when he tugged with his teeth. How had he known what I liked, what I needed?

Beneath the water, his hand fondled my arse, and I remembered the way he’d touched methere. How naughty it had felt. How much I’d liked it.

Aye, Iwasa good student.

Vartok’s tongue skimmed over my skin, and the noises he made? As if helikedmy taste? I knew he had likely done this hundreds of times before, but they—hemade me feel special.

How in the world could I possibly be this aroused again already? The throbbing heat in my core hadn’t had the chance to subside, and I was already flexing in the water, trying to capture the pressure I needed. Impossible when I was floating like this…

Vartok, however, understood.

“Come along, my pretty little human,” he said, straightening and pulling me toward the ledge where we’d left our clothing. “I have other plans for ye tonight.”

“But—” I began, and he cut me off by lifting my mouth to his and silencing me with a kiss.

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