Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
My fingers curled on the headboard and it felt like every muscle in my body was going tight and tense at the same time. Someone was calling Rath’s name and begging him not to stop, and that someone was me, I realized dimly. How had I become so shameless? So free?
“Rath! Oh God, Rath! Yes—yes!” I moaned, grinding against him. “Oh my God, that feels so good! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
He didn’t stop, but kept lapping my pussy until at last I felt that it was too much—that I was too sensitive.
Wincing a little, I tried to pull away. At first he wouldn’t let me—his long fingers were curled around my waist and thighs and he was feasting on me like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
“Rath!” I moaned, wriggling in his grasp. “Please—it’s too much! I can’t take any more right now.”
At last he seemed to hear me. He lifted me easily and set me on his chest.
“Sorry, baby,” he growled hoarsely. His lips and jaw were shiny with my juices. “Just never tasted such sweet honey before. Your little pussy is fucking delicious! And I love to feel you coming against my mouth.”
“What…what about you, though?” I panted. “You didn’t get to come yet. Do you want me to, you know—help you?”
“No need.” Rath shook his head. “I came when I felt you coming. In fact…” He winced. “I’m probably pretty messy from the waist down right now.”
I turned my head and my eyes went wide at what I saw—both of his cocks must have spurted like fire hoses! There was a puddle of pearly white cum on his muscular abs and it was dripping down to the bed below.
“I’d better get you a towel!” I exclaimed, hopping off of him. I hurried to the bathroom and came back with two towels—one damp and one dry. I cleaned the big Orc up as quickly as I could, not wanting to leave a wet spot on the mattress. I was sure our hostess wouldn’t like that very much.
Rath lay still and let me clean him.
“I can’t believe you came just because I did,” I said, as I worked on him. “I’ve never heard of a guy doing that.”
“It’s an Orc thing—or actually, a Creature thing,” he explained, watching me work. “When we’re with a human female, we often get pleasure from her pleasure. It’s kind of a temporary magical bond that happens when you’re both really into sex.”
“But we didn’t have sex—not really,” I pointed out.
“Yes, we did,” he said, frowning. “Sex isn’t just penetration, you know. It’s mutual pleasure—enjoying each other’s bodies. And I certainly enjoyed your sweet curvy little body, baby,” he added, giving me a half-lidded look.
I blushed as I finished wiping him dry.
“I, uh, enjoyed yours too,” I admitted. “I just wish we could have enjoyed each other more. I wish I could have let you in, you know?”
“There’s plenty of time for that,” Rath said easily. “I’m not going anywhere—are you?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I like Hidden Hollow—it’s a lot better than the real world—the human world, I mean.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that. Come here.” He pulled me to him and I cuddled naked against his side with my head pillowed on his chest “How are you feeling?” he asked me.
I loved the way his deep voice seemed to vibrate my whole body when I was pressed against him like this.
“Fine. Tired.” I yawned. “It’s been a long day.”
“It sure as hell has,” Rath agreed. “What do you say we try to get some sleep?”
“That works for me.” I yawned again.
“Okay, let’s get situated.” Rath pulled the sheets and quilt over both of us and reached out with one long arm to turn out the light. “Good night, baby,” he rumbled in the darkness.
“Good night, Rath.” The words had barely passed my lips before sleep took me.
I had no idea what the next day and our meeting with Baba Yaga would bring, all I knew was that I felt safe in the big Orc’s arms.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
“Well, the two of you certainly seem to have made yourself at home in my hut.”
The brisk, feminine voice woke me from a sound sleep and I realized I wasn’t in bed alone, like I had been my entire life. Instead, I was curled up naked against Rath’s side.
The big Orc was still asleep but he had one long, muscular arm wrapped around me protectively.
“Did you enjoy sleeping in my bed?” the voice asked.
Turning my gaze from Rath, I saw that someone was sitting on a stool in the far corner of the room. It was an older woman and she was dressed elegantly in a long, flowing red gown and matching golden jewelry. Her hair was pure silver and swirled up into a dizzyingly high tower piled atop her head that made me think of pictures I’d see of Marie Antoinette before the French Revolution.