Page 24 of My Ogre Husband
“But, dinner?—”
“Dinner can wait a few minutes, can’t it?” I stroke harder, and Egorr’s breath hitches. I search for the button on his jeans, and then the zipper before I tug them down. His cock is stretching the fabric of his boxers already, and it’s almost too big to be contained by them. I slide a finger under the band and pull those down, too, until that huge, green cock springs out, eagerly growing thicker in front of me.
When I wrap a hand around it, Egorr grunts.
“Maddie, you don’t have to do that,” he says, though his voice is strained as I steadily stroke him.
“Of course not.” I grin. “But I want to, more than anything.”
His eyes are wide as he nods. I get down on my knees, and they grow even bigger as I lean forward and bring him into my mouth.
He tastes salty and musky, perfectly male, and I groan with pleasure as I suck him in deeper. Egorr is panting as I slide him out again, my hand moving in tandem with my lips, and then sink him back into my mouth. His whole body jerks as I swallow more, then even more, until the soft head strikes the back of my throat.
His big hand settles around the back of my head. “Maddie,” he groans, and it’s utterly erotic that he makes that sound for me. “That’s incredible.”
I giggle against him, which vibrates my mouth around his cock, and Egorr lets out an even more tortured sound. While I’m sucking him like a lollipop, I venture downward with my other hand, exploring the heavy sac hanging beneath. I cup one of his balls in my palm and gently massage it.
Egorr reaches out and grabs the edge of the nearby desk. “Oh, shit, I’m going to?—”
That’s all it takes to send him over the edge. Warm fluid coats the inside of my mouth, filling it full before I have to start swallowing.
When I look up at Egorr, he’s gaping down at me.
“Wow.” He takes my hands to help me up to my feet, then wipes some of his cum away from my chin. “That was incredible.”
“Good. You taste amazing, and I love your moans.”
His green face turns an even darker, ruddier shade of green. “Oh. I’ve never… No one’s ever said that to me before.”
I head to the counter to get a towel to wipe off my face, while Egorr puts his pants back on.
“No, no,” I say, flapping a hand. “You’re home. Doesn’t that mean it’s sweatpants time?”
He shakes his head. “You said you hadn’t gone out to eat yet, right? So I thought that’s what we should do. Have a nice dinner, and then…” He bites his lip. “You know. Talk about what things we might want to do while you’re healing.”
I brighten immediately. “Do you meansexthings?”
I love Egorr’s booming laugh. “Yes, like that.” He nods to where our jackets are hanging on the wall by the door. “So? What do you think?”
“Going out sounds great.” I love how easy that is to say here in the real world. We get to do things likego out—whenever we want. “Let me put on something cuter, though? I thought we were going to stay in, so I’m not dressed up.”
Egorr grins widely as he makes himself comfortable in a chair. “Can’t wait to see it.”
ChapterNine
Once I’m all dolled up, we decide to grab dinner at a pub close by that Egorr claims has “amazing fish and chips.” He gifts me with an appreciative grin when I emerge from my bedroom, and he runs his finger through one of the curls I put in my hair.
“You look gorgeous.” He kisses me, and then we hop in the car and head out.
The pub is a cute place tucked into the corner of an old building, and it’s surprisingly busy. Once we slide into an open booth, each of us orders a beer, and I pick something dark and malty to enjoy with my food.
It’s exciting to be out and about somewhere so… animated. The bar is packed full of monsters chatting and laughing—a griffon, a manticore, and what appears to be a giant. There are a handful of pool tables, and nearby, an ogress and a lion man are throwing darts.
It’s like something out of a television show, a world that only existed as fiction while I lived on the preserve. Now, I’m coming to find out it’s all very real. The world is so much bigger than I thought.
But today I’m painfully aware of one thing: how much smaller and weaker I am. I hadn’t been quite so self-conscious before, but after our bedroom misadventure, now I can’t help thinking of how much more appropriate any of these other, much larger monsters would be as Egorr’s partner.
Some of my enthusiasm about going out fades. Sure, there are lots of fun things we can do without, quote,vaginal penetration, but that was a lot of the fun stuff. And now, because of me, it’s going to be a whole month at least before we can try again.
