Chapter 17

Mia

I turn around in my ogre’s lap until I’m straddling him, and I bring a hand up to his tusk so I can tilt his head down toward mine. Gently I brush my lips over his, and his eyes close as he lets me tease him. I nibble his lip until he opens for me, and then I sweep my tongue over the surface of it. His hands cup my back as he returns my kiss just as gingerly, sampling my mouth, exploring me with his tongue. My arms wrap around his neck to pull him in closer, trying to think only of Cragnorr, only the here and the now.

“We can’t give him what he wants,” I tell him in the quiet, keeping my voice low so Gru can’t overhear us.

Cragnorr shakes his head. He, too, refuses to create a child sentenced to what Zake has planned. But Gru will know if we don’t do what we’re here to do.

“Pull out at the end,” I tell him. “Right when you think you’re going to shoot off...”

His eyes search mine, and then he nods in understanding.

“Then we can’t make a baby,” I tell him, rubbing his hand. “But... maybe we still can someday. When we’re free.”

Cragnorr takes my cheeks in his hands and slowly, lowers his head to kiss me. I’m surprised when he picks me up, then settles me down on my back, my head on the pillow. He towers above me, only the hanging lamp lighting his rough features and big, sturdy body. He brings his finger to my lips, tracing the lines of them. Then he trails down my chin, to my throat and collar bone. He kisses there, right where his finger is pressed, and trails more kisses down my front. When he reaches my belly, he stops there, sighing to himself.

Were things different, I think, I would very much like to see what kind of child we could make together.

His hand ducks under my tunic and then explores upward again, pausing to cup my breast. Abruptly he pulls the tunic up, and I slide it over my arms, revealing me to him. Cragnorr simply looks at me, studying me, and it’s as if I can feel him touching the edges of my soul. He crouches down over me, shadowing everything, and kisses the valley between my breasts. With infinite patience he ventures out to my nipple, bringing it between his lips and grazing over the tip with his tongue.

My hips spasm under him as bursts of heat radiate out from where he’s touching me, all of it streaming down and gathering between my legs. Cragnorr continues his slow exploration, like he’s making up for the tenderness we didn’t have the first time. He slides down my trousers, slow and methodically, until I’m fully naked in front of him.

But he’s only interested in one thing: the place at the juncture of my thighs. Hunger has turned his features severe as he gently pushes them apart. He leans down, and brushes over my outer layers with the tip of his tongue. I shudder at just the promise.

Cragnorr isn’t gentle any longer when he takes me with his mouth. It’s like he’s an animal starved, the way he licks and sucks me, soon dropping his hand down to press his fingers inside me. As he pumps his hand and devours me with his mouth, I’m clinging to him, until the avalanche comes and sweeps me down the mountainside. He groans as he licks his wet fingers, and I shiver underneath him.

When I’ve finally gained my sense of reason back, I sit up in front of Cragnorr and push on his chest. He doesn’t budge, giving me a curious look.

“Lie down,” I tell him, pushing again. He obeys, trusting in me, but still wondering what I have planned for him. I carefully untie his pants, then scoot them down his hips until...

There it is. His huge, dark green cock slides out, thick and bulging. It twitches when I take it in one hand, my fingers barely reaching halfway around. When I begin to stroke it with both hands, Cragnorr’s head falls back and he groans.

But that’s only part of what I have planned for him. While he’s not looking, I bring my mouth down to the soft, thick head, and tentatively run my tongue over the tip.

His eyes fly open and his head shoots up as I taste him again, licking up the salty, sweet seed dribbling from his slit. He doesn’t try to stop me as I lean over and open my mouth wider, taking him inside it.

The noise Cragnorr makes when I swallow him is almost inhuman. He looks panicked, like he doesn’t understand the sensation of my lips on him. I push him back down to the bed as I withdraw my mouth, swirling my tongue around that head before taking in more again. His hips snap under me, and he brushes my hair with his hand. Stroking the base of his cock at the same time that I’m bringing him into my throat earns me a deep moan.

I want to show him all the pleasure imaginable while I can. I want him to enjoy our time together, even if it was forced upon us.

It isn’t long before he’s twitching and jerking under me, and his cock swells up so huge inside my mouth that my jaw strains and I have to cough it out. White fluid shoots out across my face and lips, painting me, marking me.

He’s mine as much as I am his.

Cragnorr’s eyes are wide when he props himself up on his elbows to look down at me. I crawl up the bed until I’m lying along his side, and he rolls over to gather me up in his arms. He buries his face in my hair, squeezing me tight in a way that tells me he’s grateful.

A knock suddenly comes at the door. “Get going!” Gru shouts from the other side. I wince and curl up tighter against Cragnorr, wishing all of this was different.

Cragnorr

The way she took me into her mouth, I forgot for a moment why we’re here. The only sensation I could feel was her , my Mia, my mate.

Still, my cock longs for her warm cunt. I had hoped I could delay, that I could enjoy her longer before they took her away, but now... we don’t have time. That awful man will return, and if we haven’t performed our task, who knows what they’ll do to her?

While my mind tries to have patience, my cock is already stiffening up again and nudging at her belly. This time I’ll take her gently and show her what she means to me.

I kiss her softly, pouring everything I feel into it, and her mouth readily parts for me. I drag my hand down her side, over the curve of her hip and the swell of her butt, around her strong thighs to the soft wet place between her legs that sings my name. She’s still moist and tender from my attentions earlier, so all I need to do is tantalize that small button between her folds to make her mewl with need .

Gripping her tight, I roll us over so I’m wedged between her spread thighs. My cock knows exactly where it’s intended to be.

I watch in awe as I guide it toward the cavern that was designed for me, and the head vanishes into her. The lips of her cunt spread as I push deeper in, and she answers with a moan.

“Cragnorr,” she gasps, grabbing her own breasts and squeezing her nipples. “Please, more.”

I can’t deny her anything, so I obey, thrusting further inside her. Her incredible body welcomes me, giving way easily. Her small cunt can’t take all of me, so I pause when I meet resistance and draw back. My cock emerges slick with her, shining under the dull lamplight. When I plunge in again, her eyes flutter closed and a stream of pleasure spills from her lips. I repeat this slow motion, over and over, searching for what she likes most. Her legs clench tight around my hips, drawing me even deeper inside her, and I drop forward onto my elbows as the pure sensation of her overwhelms me.

A thought occurs to me: that tiny button hidden between her folds is the most tender part of her body. I wonder what would happen if I touched it while I was inside her?

Sitting back, I continue the steady pumping of my hips, drinking in the sight of my cock opening her up, exposing everything to me. Her little body can’t even take my whole length.

I brush the pad of my finger over that small pearl of pleasure, and Mia’s eyes fly open, her hips abruptly jerking against mine. “Oh, Cragnorr,” she whimpers, grabbing onto me frantically, her fingers curling like claws in my flesh. “Oh, just like that.”

I’m delighted by her reaction, so I rub her quicker, increasing the pace of my thrusts to match. Her cunt tightens around me, and I have to breathe through my nose to keep from reaching my finish too soon. She feels like nothing else on this earth, like the most perfect bliss, and I think I could drown in her forever.

The faster I move, the louder her cries grow, until suddenly she falls silent. Her eyes find mine and they’re huge and round, and she clenches me so tight my cock can barely move. A shiver of bliss winds its way from my throat down to my balls as I tip over the edge—and only at the last moment do I remember why we’re here, and what Mia told me to do.

They want me to sow my seed inside her, to give her a whelp I’ll never get to meet. The fury washes over me so powerfully that I pull out as fast as I can, and my spend arcs through the air to land on Mia’s breasts. I groan as even more seeps out, dripping onto her belly.

Mia blinks a few times, looking down at where I’ve splattered her, and her face falls. She is remembering, too, how we are being listened to, how our captors only see us as animals to be bred. Her eyes are shining, so I embrace her with all the strength in my body. She shivers against me as she struggles not to cry.

The metal door creaks when it opens. I quickly wipe her off with one of the blankets, so our overseer won’t notice I spent my seed on top of her instead of inside her. The lanky man lets out a disgusted sound as I remain crouched over my woman, knowing they’ll take her away from me, but relishing every last second I spend with her warm body against mine.

“Get up, brute,” he growls as a squad of guards arrange themselves behind him. Raising my hands in the air, I climb off of Mia, even as she reaches for me to return.

Once I’m dressed, they clamp the manacles on me, then snap the collar around my throat and drag me out of the room. All I hear as I leave is Mia’s sobs, and my heart breaks as she fades away behind me.

My Mia. We must escape this place. I need my mate by my side, free from this horror—and I will do anything to get it.