Page 55 of The Orc's Sweetheart
“Sit on it. Show me how much you want it.”
Without any delay, I plant my feet on either side of Bodin’s waist, my hands on his chest, then slowly let my body sink down on his thick cock. The stretch is glorious, each piercing sliding in making my eyes flutter with pleasure.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous like this,” Bodin praises, his voice rough like sandpaper. “Seeing you stretched around my cock, owning it, making me yours.”
Gazing at my male through half-lidded eyes, I slide down a few more inches and pause. “That’s because this cock is mine. You’re mine. And now I’m going to fuck you so you can remember that all day.”
I sink down tothe hilt before lifting myself up and slamming down again. Bodin’s hips lift up to meet mine, letting our bodies come together in the most primal declaration of our love.
With one of Bodin’s thumbs working my clit, it doesn’t take long for my first orgasm to crest. He catches me as my body goes limp, before he flips us over and drives into me with a relentless force to find his own release.
Breath still sawing in and out of my lungs, I say, “Morning sex is now a prerequisite. When can you move in?”
Bodin’s brows dance between happy and confused, “I don’t know if that’s an actual invitation or just postsex hormones making you say stuff.”
I brush the hair out of his eyes and cup his bearded jaw, realizing he needs actual confirmation that I mean my words. “I’m one hundred percent serious. Plus, this bed can handle us both, can’t let that go to waste.”
Bodin smiles and kisses my palm. “This used to be my bed when I lived here, so I’m glad it can handle us. I can start moving some stuff back in later tonight.”
Puzzle pieces slide into place at his admission. “So the plates I ‘donated’ were also yours?”
Bodin props his head up on an elbow. “Yup, but yours are much prettier. And have a story.”
“Well, whatever you want to move back in, we’ll make space for it,” I say, combing his hair out of his eyes, too blissed out to overthink things right now.
Bodin grins. “So much for taking things slow.”
Shrugging, I say, “If you know, you know.”
“I sure do know.” He kisses me furiously, but pulls back before it turns into a second round. “Let me grab a shower. I need to head out to clean the clinic up before anyone arrives.”
I gasp, memories of last night crashing into me like a freight train. “Oh, fuck! I almost forgot about that. My shredded underwear and clothes are probably strewn everywhere. Oh, shit. What’s Doc Calla going to say? And the germs! I need to disinfect the desk. Oh, it’s going to be so embarrassing to face them.”
Ugh, reality sucks. Why can’t we stay in bed and fuck all day and pretend no one and nothing else exists for a while?
Bodin gently places a finger over my mouth, preventing any further spiraling thoughts from being voiced. “No freaking out on me right now,” he says gently, making a little bit of the stress melt off me. “This is what we’re going to do. I’m going to shower, then I’ll take care of the clinic before meeting Beck to get Ren’s generator. While I’m in the shower, you’re going to write a note for my ma to say you’re going directly to Ren’s cottage for his house call and will be at the clinic after. I’ll leave it on the desk and—”
“I can’t just— But your mom— How do I—”
Smiling, Bodin presses his lips to mine and cuts me off again. “I think it’s safe to say everyone knows about us. Starry Hill is small. Unless you don’t want them to know?” He asks the question slowly, a bit of uncertainty creeping into his voice.
Oh no, I don’t like that tone. I’m never letting my male doubt how much I want him, not even for a second.
I shake my head. “It’s not that. I can shout it from the rooftops right now. In fact, I think I shouted it from TheBandaged Heart yesterday. I was just wondering if we should maybe tell your mom first, officially, or something?”
Bodin trails a hand through my hair, softly twisting a few strands around his fingers, and I revel in the comfortable familiarity of his touch. “I think she already knows, or is at least highly suspicious. But she won’t say anything to you until either of us tell her directly. And I can guarantee she’ll be absolutely ecstatic. She’ll probably throw in a ‘told you so’ just like Beryl and Calixta did. They all knew I’d fall for you.”
“Really?” I ask, my voice floating somewhere around cloud nine.
“Really,” he says tenderly before changing to a matter-of-fact tone. “Now, after I leave, you’re going to take a long soak in the tub. I want my pussy rested for the plans I have for her tonight. I’ll meet you at Ren’s place around ten.”
“Tell me more about these plans,” I purr, any worries I might have had already forgotten.
Bodin catches my fingers against his stomach where they’re quickly making their way south. “Nope. If I don’t get out of bed right now, we’ll end up not leaving for three days.”
“Three? Oh.” My cheeks heat as the realization hits.
Bodin’s smirk is full of satisfaction and promise. “I’m glad you know so much about orc customs. Let’s save that topic for a time where we can have a more in-depth discussion about it.”
