Page 149 of Valpar

Once I finished, I saw that there was a closed wooden crate. I opened and saw there were cleaning supplies to clean myself up with. I patted the tunic down and came around the tree. Valpar had his arms crossed, leaning up against the smooth bark, and smiled.

“Feel better, little fairy?”

I snorted. “My bladder is itty bitty. There will be frequent trips to the bathroom, you know. I’ll have to go by myself because I will not do number two in front of you.”

Valpar frowned. “Number two?”

“Yeah, tummy dumplings.”

Valpar made a face and shook his head. “I will construct our bathroom quickly. I have most of the supplies. I cannot have you coming out here at night. It isn’t safe. There are large animals, and even ogres, that still roam the territory.”

I shrugged my shoulders and when my eyes drifted from his, I noticed that he was very naked, and his dick did not look normal at all.

“Cheese and crackers!” I pointed to his shaft. “Valpar, I broke it!”

Valpar looked down and saw that his dick was no longer green with a purple tip, the entire thing was freaking purple!

I panicked and went to it, stroking it and cupping his balls. “Does it feel okay? Does it hurt? Do we need some ice? I can kiss it and make it better! Or I can massage it, to maybe get some blood flow back. I can’t believe it; I broke it and I haven’t had enough yet! Valpar, is it going to be okay!?”

Valpar looked as stunned as I was. He was looking at it not with despair or disappointment, though. His face morphed into that of pride?

“I think you branded me.” He held onto his slowly rising shaft.

Okay, this was good. It was still working and getting hard.

“Marked you? I marked your dick?” I squeaked.

Valpar nodded, picked me up by my hips and settled me in the crook of his arm. “Yes, you marked me! Your cunt made me yours.”

My lips parted as I tried to understand. This was totally weird and not anything like that of the Bergarians. There was biting and fudging. That was how you marked your mates over the wall.

With orc mates you just make the pussy big enough to take a dick, and then the women suck the dick hard enough with their lady parts to make it purple?

Alright, fair. Whatever.

“Okay?” I chuckled, as I placed both hands on the side of my mate’s face and gave him a kiss. “That’s weird. You really think that’s how it is?”

“If not, you can suck my cock with your cunt every night until it is so.” Valpar wiggled his eyebrows, and I felt my cheeks go pink.

“You can’t say stuff like that.” I swatted his shoulder. “People could—well, animals could hear. They would get so embarrassed.”

Valpar chuckled but a boisterous laugh overpowered the sound. We both swung our heads towards the noise and saw a large male just twenty feet away.

As another orc emerged, my eyes widened at his imposing size. A massive sword rested on his back, while bags dangled from his hips. Leather cuffs adorned his muscular arms. I noticed striking white streaks in his hair, contrasting with his dark locks, and a thick braid cascaded down his back. His weathered skin bore countless scars. Wrinkles traced the contours of his face, revealing the weight of his years. I tilted my head, observing him intently as he approached, his steps deliberate and measured.

“Valpar, what have I taught you about not watching your surroundings?” The friendly laugh turned more serious, and my head jumped back and forth between the two like an awkward ping-pong match.

“Is this your dad?” I whispered to Valpar, but his grip grew tighter on me.

Valpar snarled and stepped back. “Stay back, she’s mine.”

The face of the male in front of softened again, but he continued to come forward. “Figured you would be just as bad as Thorn. He’s going through the same. Now let me see my new daughter before I die of old age.”

I gasped and wiggled out of Valpar’s arms. He growled at me, but once my bare feet hit the ground, I ran up to the male and stood in front of him with my hands behind my back.

“Little fairy, you get back here!” Valpar stomped forward and I could feel the heat radiating on my back.

“Hi! I’m Calliope. Valpar calls me by my nicknames, though. Either Little Fairy or miresa. I’m surprised he hasn’t called me ‘little shit’ yet, though, because I’ve really been pushing his buttons, late—”

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