Page 36 of My Ogre Husband
“Maddie,” Egorr groans, his tongue still tormenting me, still demanding more. “You taste so good, I’ll never get enough.”
Once I’ve come down, I sit up to kiss him, to tell him how much I appreciate him, but Egorr has a wicked glint in his eye. Staying on his knees, he pushes me down to the bed.
“No.” He licks his lips. “I’m going to make you come until you can’t anymore.”
Oh, don’t mind if I do.
Three orgasms later, I’m wrung out like a limp rag. Egorr lies down next to me, kissing my cheek with his adorably wet mouth.
“I could listen to you moan all day,” he murmurs to me, bringing me into the circle of his arms. “Maybe this weekend I’ll try it out.”
I giggle against his chest. “You’re going to make me hoarse.”
Egorr nuzzles the top of my head. “Then I’ll know I’ve done my job.”
* * *
As promised, Timble invites me over for lunch the next day. It seems like a good idea until I realize almost everything she eats is some kind of raw plant.
“Oh, sorry,” she says, stuffing a dandelion in her mouth. “I honestly didn’t know what humans ate.”
“That’s all right.” I watch her suck up a few sprouts. “I wouldn’t expect you to.”
Even if she doesn’t eat the same kind of food that I do, it’s good to have a friend, at least. I feel much less alone.
I help her look for jobs that afternoon, but there’s not much on the market. Eventually I get a text from Egorr that he’s gotten home, and Timble escorts me back to his house.
When I see my ogre again, I jump up and wrap my arms around his neck. With a laugh, he catches me by the butt, my lips crashing into his.
Oh, how I want to try again. I want Egorr in all ways, and as much as sucking his dick has been a lovely distraction in the meantime, I am, frankly, hornier than a billy goat.
I can’t stop thinking about it as we cook dinner together, and I wonder if Egorr’s thinking the same thing, because he finds every opportunity to touch me as he busies about the kitchen. We eat quietly, but the whole time I’m observing him, admiring his big tusks, his bright eyes, and his big lips.
Fuck. I’m definitely down for the count. Fallen, head over heels. It’s been less than a week and I’m beyond infatuated with this big, beefy green guy.
Finally I set my fork down on my plate, a little too hard, and it fills the quiet room with a metallicclang!Egorr glances up at me, surprised.
“Maddie? What’s up?”
“I…” I swallow hard. “I really like it here, Egorr. And, um… I really likeyou.”
There. I’ve said it. It’s not quite as strong of a word as how I feel, but I’m not quite sure if it’s love yet, either.
His smile brings his tusks up past his eyes.
“I really like you, too,” he says, his hand drifting across the table toward mine. He twines our fingers together, and I grip his tightly. “I’ve loved having you here.”
“And we survived our first fight!” I quip.
Egorr blushes, but nods in agreement. “We did.”
“Will you…” I rub my cheek surreptitiously. “Do you want to take a bath with me tonight?” If I have to sit in the water for a while anyway, I’d love not to do it alone.
A wide smile crosses his face. “Of course.”
He fills the tub with warm water, then we both climb in together. I sit in the nest of his legs, my butt against his crotch. Though his cock grows thick and hard behind me, Egorr simply holds me, occasionally pouring warm water over my shoulders. As I relax and sink deeper into the bath, he washes my hair, and it’s heaven to be under his hands.
Maybe we can’t do all the things I’m dying to do, but at least we’re together—and I’ll relish it so much more when I can finally have my ogre in all the ways I want.
