Page 35 of Song For His Siren
She nodded and continued rocking against him. He slipped in the third finger, and she had never felt so full in all her life. He thrust in again; this time, his fingers hit something deep inside her, and she cried out again. Then, Dru lowered his head and started licking while his fingers continued to stretch her.
And then, she broke. She crested the biggest orgasm she had ever had, and it ripped through her, sending waves of pleasure rippling all the way to the tips of her toes. There was a sudden gush between her legs, and he slid out his fingers. Had she just squirted? She moved to sit up, but he held her in place and cleaned her thoroughly with his tongue, lapping at her slit. Finally, he sat back on his knees, smiling at her.
"You are delicious, my little mate," he said, licking his lips.
He moved to stand, and she saw the very large, very hard erection straining against his pants. Her eyes grew as wide as saucers as she took him in. What was she supposed to do with that thing? How would it fit inside of her? But there was part of her that really wanted to try.
But instead of moving to undo his pants, he flipped down her skirts and helped her off the boulder.
"Don't you want to..." She trailed off, gesturing at the giant bulge in his pants.
"I fucking want, but the next place I cum is going to be inside of you, and for me to do that properly, I need you comfortable in a bed."
"Oh," she said, still taking him in. Now, with some of the edge taken off the instant lust she felt when they crossed over into this realm, she could really take him in for the big orc he was. He had to be well over seven feet, and he was so broad across the shoulders, just big everywhere. But then he smiled at her, and there was that part of him she just wanted to wrap up and lose herself in, but in a much different way.
"There is an inn a ways up the road. I wager we can make it there by nightfall. I have a horse there that can take us back to the mountain."
"Okay, let's go."
They set off hand-in-hand down the road. Calli had so many questions, but she was just happy to observe everything. Everything looked familiar but just a little off. A tune filtered through the air, and overhead, a small bird with a yellow beak and deep purple feathers sang its song.
"What kind of bird is that?"
"That’s a royal finch."
Their journey continued much the same, and he answered every question she had. He was going to be easy to be mated to, she thought. He seemed like a kind and gentle man, he could hold a conversation, and well... with what they had done back on that boulder, she imagined she would lead a very contented life indeed.
"So soon?" he asked, smiling down at her with a cocked eyebrow. "I mean, I'm not going to complain. I’ll eat your magical cunt all day, my pet, but at this rate, we’ll never make it to the inn."
"What?"
"I can smell your arousal," he said with a wicked grin.
"You can what?" she asked, mortified.
"I can smell your cunt leaking like ripe summer berries, which I will gladly lick again," he said.
"Ummm... Let's just make it to the inn."
"As you wish."
Did the words of thePrincess Brideecho through Calli's head? Yes, they did, and she couldn't help but think she just might be on an adventure of her own—a sexier version that was going to be way less family-friendly. It was hard to believe thiswas her life. It all just felt so surreal, but at the same time, it all felt like this was how it should have always been.
They continued walking for the better part of a day. Every now and then, Khuldruk would stop and pick her a delicious piece of fruit. He found berry bushes along the way that were sweet and juicy. He was taking care of her, and she felt something stirring in her heart, something more than she'd felt before.
Their shadows lengthened behind them as the sun sank lower into the sky. The ache in her feet was starting to bother her, and while he had been attentive in finding food along the way, she could really do with something a little heartier than berries.
"How much further?" she asked.
"We are getting close," he said, looking down at her with a small smile.
She couldn't get over his kind eyes and the small smile pulling around the tusks sticking out of the corners of his mouth. He looked like something completely out of this world. Well, she supposed she was the one completely out of this world. Whatever was happening, he felt like home, tusks and all.
"Are you getting tired, my pet?" he asked. "Here, climb up," he said as he brought her to a low branch of a tree.
"Why?" she asked, eyeing him carefully.
"Do you trust me?" he asked, putting out his large, calloused hand to help her up. God help her, she did trust him.
