Page 41 of My Ogre Husband
He traps my cheeks in his palms, looking down into my eyes with the most intense combination of affection and lust I’ve ever seen.
“I loved shopping for toys with you,” he murmurs, rubbing the tip of his nose against mine. “And I can’t wait for what you’ve got planned.”
I rise onto my toes and peck his lips, then stoop down to pick up the bag. I take out the jock strap and the collar, holding them both out. Egorr’s brows shoot up.
“Put these on?”
His smug smile widens, and he takes both of them without argument. While he’s occupied in the bathroom, I sneak into his bedroom and take off my clothes, then lie on my side on the bed to await Egorr’s return.
But I’m not prepared at all for him. When my ogre steps in wearing nothing but a strap around his hips with his heavy cock tucked into the leather pouch, my jaw practically falls off my face. The collar fits perfectly around his thick neck, and all I can do is stand there and stare.
Egorr raises an eyebrow. “What do you think?”
“What do Ithink?” I sit up on the bed on my knees and beckon him closer with one finger. With a smile, he walks toward me until we’re nearly face to face, and I smooth my hands from his shoulders down his body, over his full pectorals and broad belly to where the leather is holding him in. I can’t wait to take it off him, but I’m going to enjoy the sights first. “I think you’re fucking hot. I think I want to touch you all over.” I kiss his tusk, then move down to his cheek, his jawline, his throat. Egorr’s breath comes faster as I work my way down to the hollow of his collarbone, then to his nipples. Curiously, I take one in my mouth, and his eyes fall closed.
“You like that?” I ask, teasing it with my tongue as it hardens.
“Y-yes.” Egorr’s body twitches under my attentions, so I switch to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. His chest is rising and falling faster now. I’m dying to pull that jockstrap off already and sink his cock into my mouth, but I want to take it slow.
When I’m finished teasing him there, I trail my lips down over his belly to where the studded leather strap is clasped around him. Teasingly I brush over the cup with one hand, and Egorr shudders under me.
“Maddie,” he murmurs, stroking my hair as he pushes it back from my face. “I want to put the blindfold on you.”
I’m surprised by this, but immensely pleased. So he wants me to be his subject, too?
Gamely, I pick up the paper bag and pull out the blindfold we bought, then he helps me put it on, tying it around the back of my head. For the briefest moment, as the world goes dark, my heart speeds up. What is Egorr going to do with me while I can’t see him?
“Lie down.” Egorr’s voice is soft and comforting, and I do as I’m told, falling back against his pillow. “There we are.”
The mattress sags as Egorr climbs onto it, and unconsciously, my thighs clench closed. Something about the blindfold has disconnected me from the world, and suddenly, I’m nervous. I know Egorr would never hurt me, but I also don’t know what to expect, and that unsettles me.
Soft fingers land on my feet, but all Egorr does is gently massage my toes. His hands work down the arch of my foot, squeezing and rubbing as he goes. I start to relax into his attentions as he works his way up to my ankle, then my calf, smoothing his fingers along the tense muscle.
He doesn’t speak at all as he continues, just familiarizing himself with my body. He smooths over my knees, then digs his thumbs into my thighs, which I didn’t realize were knotted up until he starts massaging them.
“You’re so beautiful,” Egorr says under his breath as he works his hands up to my pelvis, where he brushes over the hair there. “I like how you look in everything you wear… but especially without anything covering you.”
I sense his body settling down beside me on the bed as his fingers dance over my belly, then up to my ribs. He simply traces the outline of my breasts, and now my nervousness has faded into hunger. I want him to touch them, to tweak my nipples and lick me all over.
“Egorr,” I whimper.
But even as I wriggle under his hands, he takes his sweet time, exploring up to my shoulders and down my arms, until he reaches my hands. There, he twines our fingers together, and I feel his hot breath on my face as he leans down.
“Yes, little Maddie?” He lifts my hand and presses it to his chest, where I can feel his big heart beating.
“Please touch me.”
I love the sound of his hearty chuckle as he releases me, then glides his fingers up my hip to the swell of my breast. He cups it, testing it, massaging it as I gasp with pleasure. He moves southward, too, his other hand pausing at the crux of my thighs. I spread them open for him and his finger slips down, just to my clit, which he gently brushes. I feel him shift on the bed again, and then his lips latch onto my nipple.
The sensation of everything he’s doing is so heightened by the blindfold that I moan. He continues sucking on me, teasing my clit, ramping me up higher and higher. When he’s thoroughly loved both my nipples, Egorr kisses his way down my sternum to my belly, and then lower.
When he licks me there, all my nerves are aflame. He goes slow, winding me up at a steady pace, cupping my ass in his hands as he lifts me up even closer to his mouth, carefully avoiding anything below my clit. Soon I’m bucking in his hands, my whole body tensing as he winds me tighter and tighter. Somehow he grabs my nipple while he’s eating me out like a champ, plucking it and driving me absolutely wild.
“Egorr!” My thighs clench as my climax erupts, showering me with sparks. I’m shivering as he gently releases me, lowering me back down to the bed. I still can’t see a thing, but I don’t need to.
I reach out aimlessly until Egorr’s hand finds mine. I sit up on the bed, tottering on my unsteady knees, as he shows me where he is. My fingers curl in the hair on his chest, then trace upward to the collar cinched around his neck. I tug on it just enough that Egorr lowers his head, and I kiss him, tasting myself on his lips.
“You’re amazing at that,” I tell him, falling into his arms.
