Chapter 5

Thebes

I don't think I could've put her down if my life had depended on it. Who knows what the poor night clerk thought as I hustled through the lobby of The Rose Inn with Ashlyn wrapped around me.

Her lips were doing all sorts of delicious things to my throat and neck and ear, and I could barely concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other.

Did you know ear tips are erogenous zones? I sure as fuck didn't.

But my whole body felt as if it was on fire, like I was a drowning man desperate for my next breath. Ashlyn was the oxygen I needed, the very essence keeping me alive right now.

Hells, maybe it had been too long since I'd been laid.

We both moaned when I finally managed to get the door to her room open—stupid old-fashioned key—and staggered inside. I kicked the door closed behind me, and she pulled herself away from my lips long enough to gasp, "Lock!"

Right.

Right. Lock the door. Gods of the ancestors, where was my brain?

It fell about four feet south and is now residing in your cock.

Ah, that sounded about right.

It's just…

Ashlyn's tongue was…

Oh gods.

I was no stranger to kissing, thanks to the casual dating I'd done through the years. It was a human custom I'd practiced with different girlfriends, but Ashlyn?

Gods of the ancestors, Ashlyn .

I couldn't help the way I whimpered against her lips, likely sounding like the desperate male I was. She wasn't put off by my features being so much bigger than hers, and her tongue was an enthusiastic partner for—

She licked my tusk.

She licked my tusk, and my knees buckled.

Luckily, I happened to be standing near the bed because we both went down hard.

She was giggling when she lifted her head. I loved the way her eyes sparkled as she grinned up at me, wriggling her sweet little ass against my hard-on. "Is it weird we're doing this?"

My arms instinctively tightened around her. I realized I was still holding her against me, and her legs were wrapped around my waist, as if we couldn't wait to be closer, despite still being fully dressed. "I sure as shit hope not, honey, because I don't want to stop."

Her smile turned wicked. "Me neither." Slowly, deliberately, she swiveled her hips, causing my cock to slide along the cleft of her ass. "In fact, I want to do a lot more. "

My eyes nearly closed in surrender, but I didn't want to miss any of this. Because the scent of Ashlyn's arousal had just spiked again.

Yeah, I'd been smelling her all evening, starting when I picked up her dildo and her cheeks had pinked and something sharp and sweet and delicious had flared to life between us. But right now? The scent of her pussy was driving me mad.

"Ashlyn, honey, we're only going to do what you're comfortable with." My hands were already roaming up and down her back, along her arms, through her hair, desperate for more more more . "We can take this slow, sweetheart."

"I don't want to take it slow," she whispered, leaning in close again to brush a kiss over my lips. "I'm thinking just the opposite."

Pretty sure I was going cross-eyed with lust. "What are you thinking?" I rasped.

Her grin turned wicked again. "I'm thinking I'm really, really really glad I shaved today."

I groaned.

The thought of Ashlyn in the shower, all soapy and wet and smooth… "Maybe I should check to see if you missed any spots," I managed.

Her fingers rose to the buttons of her blouse. "Maybe you should."

It wasn't the first time I'd undressed a woman, and it wasn't the first time I'd been undressed by one. But for some reason, tonight…I took my time. Despite my throbbing cock, my Kteer howling at me to sink myself into her wet and welcoming body, something told me to savor this. To caress each inch of skin as it became available, to stroke, to lick, to sigh.

There was a reverence to it .

Despite the urgency, the desperation pounding through my veins, I wanted to savor this.

Besides, soon enough we were both naked, and I swear we were both close to quivering with anticipation. Was it possible I'd only met this female a few hours before? It was as if we'd both known where this night would lead the moment she fell into my arms.

As she did now.

My hands closed around her shoulders. "Nothing you don't want to do, Ashlyn." I murmured the reminder, dragging my hands gently down her arms.

I loved the way she shuddered and stepped even closer, trapping my cock against her stomach and pressing her lips to my shoulder—the highest she could reach. "I want it all. I want you , Thebes."

The words…

I swallowed, rocked to my core, somehow. I want you, Thebes . As if she knew me. Wanted me without hesitation.

As much as I wanted her.

I scooped her up, kissing her as I bent over the bed, laying her down as a queen on her throne. I'd kissed almost every inch of her skin as we'd undressed, but now I teased her, taking first one nipple, then the other, into my mouth.

I grinned when she squirmed and dug her fingers into my hair, and I slowly moved my mouth down her body.

"Wha—Thebes!" She tried to sit up. "What are you doing?"

"Inspecting," I quipped without looking up. "Your shaving job."

Her curls were trimmed close, but her thighs were pressed together. I planted a kiss at their junction, then moved to gently scrape one tusk along the sensitive skin. I could sense her hesitation.

"Thebes, no one has… "

I lifted my head, surprised.

"You're…you've done this before, right, honey?"

Her nod was jerky. "I mean, in general, yeah. Sex, I mean. But you don't have to…"

I didn't have to taste this sweet pussy? The scent of which had been driving me crazy all afternoon? I raised my brows. "Believe me, Ashlyn, this is not a hardship."

But she was still squirming, and the fingers in my hair had tightened. "I'm ready enough…"

I studied her worried expression and fought down my Kteer's urge to dip my head and taste her.

"Ash," I whispered, holding her gaze, "I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to do. But I have to tell you—I've been dying to taste you. Please?"

It must've been the right thing to say.

Slowly, her muscles relaxed. She exhaled, then nodded slightly.

I grinned. "That's my good girl," I murmured. "Keep your hand right there." I pressed her hand into my hair. "And tell me if you don't like what I'm doing."

I lowered my head again and inhaled.

Gods of the ancestors, this scent? The scent of Ashlyn's arousal? I didn't think I'd ever smelled anything so perfect. I dipped my tongue along the crease of her thigh and was gratified when she opened her legs a little more. I didn't want to push her, so I settled between her legs, my weight on my forearms, and teased her.

Oh, how I teased her.

My tongue, my lips, my tusks made tiny little movements, each motion drawing me closer to where I wanted to be, until her thighs fell open on a sigh and her hands fell away from my hair. I froze, then reached up and collected one hand and moved it back to my head.

I wanted her to have the agency to stop me .

But when my tongue finally—finally!—found her core, we both groaned in surrender.

She was as wet as I'd guessed, her sweet pussy throbbing as badly as my cock. And her taste?

Well, let's just say that after going on and on about how good her arousal smelled , it had nothing on her taste . It was the best thing I'd ever put in my mouth, to say the least.

I dragged my tongue along her cleft, my fingers urging her lips apart so I could delve deeper, so I could stroke her the way I wanted this wetness to stroke me . I used the pads of my thumbs to drive her wild, and when my lips closed around her clit?

"Thebes!" she gasped, her fingers yanking at my hair. "Oh my God, yes !"

I chuckled against her core.

Always good to know I was doing something right.

My fingers got involved then; first one, then two slid into her as I continued my ministrations. I licked, I stroked, until she was bucking beneath me, her fingernails digging into my scalp, pushing me closer closer closer .

A far cry from the female who didn't want to even try this a few minutes ago.

My wide tongue was ridged, just like my cock, and I used it to the best advantage. If she really wanted sex with me, I had to make sure she was ready.

When I slid my third finger into her, I curled the tip of my tongue around her clit and sucked …and she screamed my name.

I smiled as she ground her pussy against my face, her inner muscles spasming around my fingers. Her juices flowed over my fingers, into my mouth, in the most deliciously satisfying way.

I realized, despite the way my Kteer was causing my cock to throb helplessly against the mattress, I never wanted this to end. I wanted to taste Ashlyn's desire forever.

Ashlyn

Oh my God what was that?

I'd never orgasmed on a man's tongue before…but this was Thebes . This was the male I'd been crushing on for ages, and he'd crawled between my legs and eaten me out like it was no big deal.

No big deal?

It had been amazing .

I wanted more.

No, wait.

My breathing was slowly returning to normal, and I realized I was smushing his face against my crotch, grinding his poor nose into my pussy.

I wanted more.

"Thebes," I said again, only this time it was more of a gasp, as I tugged at his hair, urging him to climb up my body. " Thebes ."

"What is it, baby?" he murmured, following my unspoken instructions and moving his palms to the mattress on either side of my hips. "Was that okay?"

Was that okay? Jeez, I didn't think I was going to be recovering any time soon!

I took his cheeks in my palms and dragged him down to me. When I kissed him, I tasted myself, which isn't as gross as I thought it would be. In fact, it was a turn-on, I gotta admit. Despite the fact that my body was still humming with that orgasm, I felt my hips gyrating against his thick cock.

I wanted that.

I wanted that cock. In me .

"Thebes," I murmured against his lips.

"So it was okay, then?"

I chuckled and released him. " Please tell me you have some orc-sized condoms in your wallet?"

He rested his weight on his palms, studying me. "You're sure, Ash?"

I was becoming increasingly certain that I'd never been more sure of anything in my life. I lifted one leg and wrapped it around his thigh, hoping I was spreading my own juices across his skin.

Judging from the way his nostrils flared, it worked.

"Please, Thebes? I want you to fuck me."

Magic words, apparently.

With a growl, he rolled off me, reaching for the trousers he'd worn to dinner. Apparently, I'd guessed the location of the condom correctly, because when he threw himself back onto the bed, he was rolling an extra-extra-extra-large condom over that thick cock of his.

And you know what?

Despite the fact I had a dildo modeled after it, despite the fact that I knew exactly how it was going to feel…I was a little disappointed I couldn't explore it. Couldn't play with it.

But from the look in his eyes, he wasn't in the mood to take his time anymore.

"Come here," he rumbled, rolling onto his back as he reached for me.

It was natural to throw my leg over him, to straddle his torso, to slide back until his cock pressed against my ass.

But his hold on my hips stopped me. "Are you sure, Ash? "

God, I loved the fact he'd already chosen a nickname for me. I loved the fact that we'd known each other for all of like six hours, and I was about to fuck him.

I held his gaze. " Absolutely ."

"I'm not small," he warned.

And I grinned, thinking of the dildo he'd picked up earlier. "I know."

That was all I said as I positioned myself over him.

"Okay." He took a deep breath. "Then get ready."

I sank down atop him, feeling myself stretch. "Get ready for wh— OH MY GOD!"

My second orgasm of the night slammed into me as I settled over him.

It wasn't as intense as the first one, but it was entirely unexpected. My fingers squeezed Thebes's biceps, which I had been holding, as I bucked against him.

As the lights behind my eyes slowly faded, and my breathing returned to normal, I realized he was smirking up at me. "For that."

"What was that?" I panted. "Thebes? Oh my God."

"That's a quirk of orc biology." His hands were running up and down my thighs now, sending delicious shivers through me. "It's to ensure you're ready to take me fully."

"Holy crap," I panted, falling forward to rest my weight on my palms. "That's intense. You mean that happens every time?"

His smirk was contagious. "Each and every time, baby."

Well, two can play that game. I lifted my weight on my knees just slightly, pulling myself off his cock. "Prove it," I challenged.

And he thrust upward into me, causing us both to moan.

Each plunge was pure delight, and I loved the way he let me lead the pace. I gyrated, I slid along his thick cock, I whimpered as he filled me. And through it all, Thebes touched me. His hands weren't still, but my favorite was when he cupped my breasts, rolling my nipples between his large fingers.

"Gods below, Ash, look at you," he groaned. "You're so fucking perfect, aren't you?" He thrust upward into me, causing me to gasp. "Taking my cock like this? You're so ready for me, yeah?"

"Oh, God, yes ," I groaned, leaning forward, pressing into his hold. "Please, Thebes."

How could I be this ready again ? His touch, his cock…

"You want me, baby?" His voice had a bit of a smirk as he thrust his hips upward again, spearing me. "You want more of this thick cock?"

" Please ."

Before I could blink, he'd transferred his hold to my hips and rolled , taking me with him. His cock never left me, but between one breath and the next, I was pressed against the mattress, my big orc looming over me. His hips pinned me, forcing my legs impossibly wide.

And I loved it.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as high as I could reach and hooked my legs around his ass. "Thebes," I whispered.

It was as if I'd granted him permission. With a growl that sounded more primitive than I had ever heard, he began to pound into me, each thrust accompanied by a grunt of—well, it's going to sound weird, but… ownership .

As if I was his, and only his.

And you know what? I wanted that. In that moment, I wanted to be his and only his for the rest of my life.

What in the actual fuck? You just met this guy a few hours ago !

But I'd been following him online for ages. That had to count as something.

Watching the videos he makes for his audience isn't the same as being plowed by his thick cock, feeling each ridge, coming on his face.

Well that was true.

Maybe you could focus on this experience instead of arguing with yourself ?

Also true.

"Ash," he gasped, forearms bracketing me. "I…"

My turn for a little praise kink. "That's it, Thebes. Come for me, honey."

He bent down, his tusk scraping against my cheek. "You first."

And he paused, cock sunk to the hilt in my throbbing, aching pussy, and captured my mouth in his.

Look, I didn't expect to come again .

But that's what happened. I think it was the tongue-on-tongue action.

I exploded for a third time, crying into his mouth as my hips bucked beneath him. And I felt him smile.

His thrusts began again, slowly, dragging out my climax until I wrapped my legs around his ass and locked him to me. My fingernails dug into his back, and I moaned against his lips.

He froze.

I felt him come.

I mean, he was wearing a condom, I couldn't feel it, not really. But I felt him pulsing against my core, felt him shuddering.

And to my surprise, I felt a little bereft that I couldn't feel him . Couldn't feel his skin against my inner muscles, couldn't feel his cum seeping through me .

Which, frankly, is a weird kind of disappointment, considering I'd only just met the guy.

Only just met him, then allowed him to take you to dinner, then blubbered to him when you learned about your parents, then attacked him with your mouth, then fucked him sideways and came not once, not twice, but three times .

True.

Apparently, Thebes and I shared quite a special connection.

I fell asleep with a smile on my lips.