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“I think I’m going to taste you first,” Blade said, and he yanked me even closer. I was so focused on noting the differences between his cock compared to a human that it took my lust-filled brain a moment to catch on to what he was saying. Then I squirmed as more desire made me ache. He didn’t even make me wait, his shoulders descending between my thighs, his hands spreading my legs wide for him. He swiped his tongue through my folds with a deep, satisfied groan. “Yes, perfect.”

My hands flew to his shoulders, my anchor in a crazy storm of pleasure. I couldn’t recall the last time a guy had gone down on me, but I did know that it had never felt like this. Blade’s tongue wasn’t smooth, it had bumps along the center and his tongue was just a tad more narrow and long.

“You taste so good, my sweet Hannah,” he groaned against my folds. “How much can you take? How about this?” A thick finger followed his naughty words, pressing against my opening, and I screamed when an orgasm crested, sudden and unexpected. It caught me completely by surprise, that tidal wave of pleasure. I had never come that fast, not without at least some toy to help me. But Blade’s tongue was amazing as he lapped in a perfect, steady rhythm at my clit. His thick finger pumped into me and curled with a flick of his wrist that made me see stars.

“More?” he asked as the first orgasm started to fade. I tried to open my mouth to tell him he should fuck me now, but he dipped his head again and stuck his long, agile tongue into my passage. My hips shot up, canted toward his face, my nails digging into his tough green skin. I was pretty sure I shouted his name when he replaced his tongue with two of his fingers and went back to licking at my clit.

“Ah, gods… Blade, what are you doing to me?” I sighed when a second orgasm had softly faded away, my body still tightly clenched around his invading fingers. I felt full, because he had huge hands, and I felt pampered and cared for. There was not a hint of doubt in my mind that he enjoyed every pleasurable second we’d just spent. His cock still rose fiercely rampant from his hips, straining toward me like it couldn’t wait to sink into my core. I couldn’t wait to feel that.

His fingers made a lewdly wet noise when he slid them from my passage, and my core ached with a sudden emptiness. Emptiness I forgot all about when he prowled up my body and planted his fists on either side of my head. “Are you ready for me, sexy Hannah?” he said, his eyes sparkling with gold, his ears glinting with their many silver rings.

I nodded, then moaned when he lined up the thick head of his cock with my opening. It stretched me wide, bigger than his fingers, but blazing hot and silky smooth. I felt each bump, the ridges his piercings made. He filled me completely, and he took his time doing it, his eyes gliding from my face, along my naked breasts, to where his cock pierced me. Green and pink, the sight was so naughty, because he was so alien, so not human.

He didn’t need to say the words when he glanced back up and met my gaze; I felt it too. And then he bottomed out with a grunt, and that strange, finger-like appendage stroked through my folds and along my clit. It had ridges on the underside, ridges! I moaned as it moved against me with each stroke of his fat cock. “Ah, Blade! What is that?” I shouted as the third orgasm crested wildly, violently.

“Do you like it?” he laughed, and then he tilted his hips and started fucking me. There was no other word for it. His focus on each stroke of his cock along my tight walls, his extra appendage stroking along my clit with perfect precision. I knew he wasn’t going to stop this until he’d wrung every last drop of pleasure from my body.

Chapter 9

Blade

My beautiful Hannah, my mate. She was the tightest clasp, the silkiest fit I’d ever experienced. I wanted to stay inside of her forever, to feel her heat, to be connected to her. My pleasure burned through me, aching to burst like a dam, but I forced myself to hold off, to make this last, to give her more.

I was built for this, made for her pleasure, and I wanted her to know that. I wanted her to fall into an exhausted slumber and wake up begging me for me. More than anything, I wanted her to accept my claim so I could fill her with my seed, fill her so she’d grow me big, healthy orclings. Picturing her belly swollen with my child was a mistake, and I roared my pleasure, the seed spurting from my cock in thick waves. She came with me, her tight clasp growing tighter as it milked me for every drop I had.

My Hannah panted, her hand flying to her chest, her eyes sliding shut from that exhaustion I’d imagined. I’d taken her hard, I’d pleasured her, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted to do more. Forcing myself to step back, I went to fetch a warm wet cloth to clean her. She had a secret she did not want to tell me, but I suspected, and that came first over any more bed play.

Once we were both clean, I gathered her tightly against my chest and held her until she’d drifted off completely. I couldn’t fall asleep like she had; my entire body felt wired, energized. A good round of fucking was normally exactly the ticket to deep sleep, but this wasn’t that. This had been so much more to me, and I wanted her to feel the same. I wanted her to feel safe enough to tell me what was happening with her. I wanted her trust.

It was hard to extract myself when I was certain she was in deep sleep; her eyes moving rapidly beneath her eyelids as she dreamed. But I had a call to make, and if I couldn’t sleep, I might as well get on with it. A glance at my communicator told me that Rover would still be up. Likely, he’d be at his desk and working. The workaholic never stopped unless you dragged him away from his office.

The carpet on the floor was soft beneath my feet and muffled my footsteps as I crossed the room and stepped out onto the balcony. I made sure to close the door softly behind me and then breathed deeply as I pulled in the cool night air and let it wash over my naked body. That was enough to clear my head, and I pulled up my brother’s connection with familiar ease. My eyes roved over the woods, searching for any hint of danger, any sign that the overlords and their loyal troops had managed to track us.

“Blade, what do you want?” Rover growled as soon as the call went through. I was not surprised by the cantankerous tone, it instantly made my mouth quirk into a grin. He never changed. No, that wasn’t true. I was worried that he was growing more growly and moody as each year passed. If anyone needed to find their mate, it was him.

“Well, hello to you too, my lovely brother,” I drawled, unable to muffle a chuckle. I was worried about him, and my natural response was to tease and poke him until I made him crack up. That had been getting harder, but I endeavored to keep on trying. He barked out a hello and demanded again what I wanted from him. He didn’t say, “time is money,” but I could hear him think it. “I found that mate you wanted me to have. She’s human, and she needs medical aid.”

My chest ached just saying those last words out loud. I knew I was doing the right thing, but it still felt a little manipulative, a little like a betrayal to arrange for it when she had not told me about her illness yet. If there was one thing I could count on, it was Rover getting onboard in a heartbeat. This was exactly his style, and though he was growing cold and bossy, he only was because he cared so damn much about our clan. Being the clan leader was not an easy job, and I did not envy him the task.

“Consider it done. Is she injured? Where did you find her?” Rover asked and then groaned, and finally, I heard him unbend a little. “You’re going to be even more obnoxious to live with, aren’t you? Please, at least get your own freaking house. I do not want to walk in on the two of you at every hour of the day.”

I laughed, but that was only to mask a pang of worry for my brother. Walk in on us? He’d have to be home for that… And he practically lived at his office these days. “Congratulations, I’m happy for you,” Rover said. “I’ll have our best and brightest on standby.” He disconnected the call immediately after, and I frowned at my communicator. I would have liked to tell him more, to talk about my pretty Hannah, to ask him to prepare some gifts for her when we arrived. A welcoming party…

If I wanted a party, Rover was not the one to ask to organize it, anyway; it would be a complete bore if he was in charge. I grinned, humor restored. Thankfully, I knew exactly who to hit up for that particular venture. Things were moving fast, but that’s how it always was for orcs when they fell in love. I’d tumbled like my Hannah had tumbled from the sky, and I was confident that she felt the same. I would convince her to stay.

With a bounce in my step, I returned to my slumbering female and crawled beneath the sheets. And then, simply because I could not resist her tempting body and her soft, sleepy smile, I endeavored to lick every single inch of her skin.

Chapter 10

Hannah

I woke up tired and sluggish, but with a deep, languid feeling that spread from my limbs through the rest of my body. My chest ached; it felt tight, and I was short of breath. That was balanced out by how good the rest of me felt.

When I lazily blinked open my eyes and saw Blade was still asleep with this sexy curl to his mouth, one dimple popping, I could not bring myself to regret a single moment. Sex with him had been mind-blowing, and I’d cherish every memory, every touch and caress.

I hadn’t had much sleep at all; a virile orc like Blade was inexhaustible. I couldn’t even remember how many orgasms I’d had. Five? No, maybe it was seven. It was safe to say he was the best lover I’d ever had.

His arm was draped over my waist, holding me close to him even in his sleep. The heat radiating from him kept me toasty warm beneath the thin sheets. We’d kicked the blankets off at some point and never bothered to find them. He was starting to stir, and it was the happy, adoring look in his eyes that jerked me back to reality. I was sick, and I was leaving; staying with him was selfish and wrong.