Page 26 of The Orc Queen

I grab hold of her hips and drive into her in harder strokes, and she moans with each. Her pussy clenches around me, getting wetter, everything letting me know she is enjoying me.

“Yes. Oh—” She moans. I make her come again and again, and again and then again until she finally goes slack on the bed, completely covered in sweat and her face wet with tears.

I turn her over and I kiss her. I worship her in tender kisses. It is to remind us of what we have. Another seal of my promise to our forever. The demonstration of my love for her.

She watches me eyes half open, her hand is on my hair.

“I love you more than life itself, Dove.”

“We all love you too, daddy orc.” She says and I chuckle.

I reach for the cloth and kiss her belly before I go to rinse the cloth and bring a basin with fresh water close to her. I clean us up before I change the sheets and pull her to lay on top of me like we used to in our home.

With the lamps out, the moon streams in through the large window. I always forgot how bright the moon can be here. The half-moon in my realm is brighter than the half-moon in Aria’s realm. Our arms are interlinked, and we brush her belly.

Another wave of contentment washes over me.

I don’t know what my uncle will say tomorrow and what will happen, but I know that there is nothing that comes above my family and for them, I will lay everything to its knees. All that I am is for them and my whole life is dedicated to them.

“What is going on in that head of yours, orc?” She asks as her head lolls to the sides. Her voice is tainted with weariness and impending sleep.

“Tomorrow. The meeting with my uncle.” I say.

“Do you think it’s going to be bad?”

“Not sure yet. I did leave in unfriendly terms and after what I did to Todo, they may think I’m the same orc.”

“Is it hard for you? Forfeiting your position as King to keep the peace?” She asks plainly.

“I don’t like it.” I answer honestly. “I don’t know if I wanted to be King in the first place but having someone else take it from me doesn’t feel great. But my family means more to me. You and our children and your safety weighs more than my pride. Especially because I don’t know what the situation is right now out there.”

“Would you take us away if it was safe out there?” She asks a pertinent question.

“If I had another option, would I allow our children’s birthright to go to unworthy orcs? I wouldn’t. My father was King, so was his father and his father before him. How do I explain to our children I lost what belongs to them?”

She cranes her neck before she shifts and lays on her side, balancing on her elbow she looks down at me. She doesn’t rush to respond.

“I didn’t think about that.” She says after a minute.

“And you don’t need to,” I reassure her.

“So, you will lay your head down for us right now until it is safe then you make your move for their birthright?” She asks another pertinent question. Something I have thought about.

Am I willing to just let the inheritance of my children go to fools? How will I answer when they start asking me those questions?

“Would you resent me if I did?”

“As long as we were safe? No.” She pauses and nears my face, and she lays her head on the crook of my neck and with one hand she touches my tusks like she likes to. “I can’t force you to suppress your inclinations especially where our children’s birthrights are concerned. I will stand by you and your leadership, my King.”

My words get lodged in my throat and I am unable to speak for a minute. A wave of power washes over me at her submission to me and her recognition of me as a King, as her King.

“One day, I will lay a kingdom at your feet, my Queen, and our children will inherit everything that they were born for.” I give her a promise I have never given to her before. “One day, destiny will lay at your feet, and you will be worshiped.”

She smiles at my words. “I love you today, I love you forever.”

“I love you too, Aria.”

She doesn’t stop caressing my face. Then at that moment, our children move.

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