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24. Khuldruk

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KHULDRUK

A s they made their way into the chamber to perform the first part of the mating ritual, Calli stilled by his side. He could sense the panic rising in her and smell a sharp note of fear in the air.

As he looked down at his beautiful mate, his brow crinkled at what he found. She stood next to him, still clinging to his hand, but her eyes were wide, and her chest was heaving as if she could not catch her breath. This would not do.

"Could you give us a moment?" he said to his siblings.

Thavros nodded, and he and Frema stepped out of the room.

"What is it, my pet?" he asked, gentleness filling his voice.

Her eyes met his, and it nearly broke his heart. She looked so small and unsure of herself. He had never seen her look this way, and it filled him with need. He needed to make whatever it was right.

"I don't know. It's a lot," she said quietly.

"You don't have to do this," he said, even though that thought made him want to cut out his own heart.

Her brow pinched, and she seemed to finally take a breath. "No, I want to do this. I just... It is all kind of hitting me."

He let go of her hand and settled that same hand on the small of her back. He warmed at the way she instantly leaned into him.

"Do you not wish to live here?" he asked, scared of the answer. She looked up at him with big, warm eyes the color of the seas and shook her head.

"No. I want to be with you. I think it's just overwhelming. I'm here, deep inside a mountain, about to marry an orc, and I didn't even know orcs existed until a week ago. And while marrying someone I have only known for a few days isn't out of my character, I just don't want to lose myself."

Khuldruk looked down into her eyes and brushed away a tear that spilled from one of them.

"Shhh, my mate. Do not cry. My heart cannot bear it."

She slid her arms around his waist and snuggled into him. He held her for a long moment before pulling her to look at him. "I promise I’ll make you happy. You’ll want for nothing. We can return to the realm and see your family when you like. I’ll build you a stage to perform on if you wish. I’ll do whatever it takes."

She seemed to relax and take a deep breath. Reaching up on her toes, she went to kiss him, and he bent the rest of the way. Her lips met his in a sweet kiss, but then she opened to him and deepened the kiss, the scent of fear gone, replaced by the scent of arousal.

Breaking the kiss, she pulled back but stayed close, pressing her forehead to his, as she had seen orcs do. After a deep breath, she said, "Let's do this."

"Brother. Sister. We are ready," he called.

The two other orcs entered the room.

Calli's face gave way to a warm smile, a balm to his soul.

"Come," said Freya with the strip of fabric once again in her hands.

They both walked to the arch, and Khuldruk knelt before her. Calli moved to kneel as well, but Khuldruk gave his head a small shake. Then, his sister started to wrap the binding around their clasp hands. Khuldruk pressed his forehead to her hands and repeated the words in the ancient orc language. The magic of the bond began to course through him even stronger. He looked up into Calli's eyes and saw that same magic there in her expression. Her mouth was slightly parted, her eyes filled with awe.

"I’ll show you to your den," said Thavros.

Khuldruk's eyes stayed on Calli the entire way there. It was normal that she'd have a moment of doubt. This whole world was new to her, but he needed her to be sure. Once the bond was complete, he knew he would not be able to be parted from her for long. He loved his people and this mountain, but he knew if she chose to leave, he would follow her wherever she went. He would find a way to exist in the human realm with her if that was what she desired, but he did hope they could find a way to make this work. Things would change for his people with their magic restored. Hopefully, with the mate bond magic returning, the mountain would soon be filled with mated pairs and orclings running around, making this mountain joyful once again.

He let Callie enter the room before him and watched as she took in the space. He loved to watch her. There was something about the way she experienced the world around them that made him see it differently.

"What is this place?"

"This is where we will stay until we've had enough of each other."

"Well then, my mate," she said as she turned with a sultry gaze. "We may just stay here forever, because I don't think I will ever have enough of you."

With that, all the blood rushed to his cock. The need to rut threatened to overtake him, but there were still a few steps they had to do first.

"Come, my pet. Let's go to the bath. I’ll wash you before we complete the bond."

He led her further into the den. Around the corner, they came to a large group of rocks that butted up against the heated springs deep in the mountains. The steam from the water warmed him as they entered the space fully.

"What is this place?"

"It is part of the springs here in the mountains. The mating dens were made around the smaller ones, so we each have our own private bath. That way, the couple can stay as long as they like."

"You keep saying that. How long do people usually stay here?"

"It all depends. Some couples stay for a full moon cycle, others stay many more. My mother once told me of a mated couple who came out with a baby."

"Wait, what? Like they were in here the whole pregnancy?"

He just nodded at her as he pushed her hair over her shoulder. He couldn't wait anymore. He could answer questions while undressing her.

"How long can you stay down here?" she asked while he began to undo the stays of her dress.

"As long as we need," he said as her dress pooled at her feet and she was before him in only her shift dress.

"You don't need to get back..." she said, her breath turning into little pants. "Ya know... to lead your people... or whatever."

Her pupils were dark, her nipples pebbled, and the smell of her arousal filled the air. "No. The magic is returning, and my brother and sister are perfectly capable of watching over things in my absence. Now," he said as he began to remove his clothes, "let us rid ourselves of these clothes and not put them back on for a very long time." By now, he was naked before her, precum leaking from the fat head of his cock. He reached for her, pulling her close. "A very, very long time."

He would never tire of his mate's naked body, the hills and valleys of all her lush softness. He couldn't wait to fully claim her and then spend days lost in her. But first, he would bathe her, take care of her. He sat on the rock and slid into the water. Taking his hand, she slipped into the pool next to him.

She was on the rock ledge with her breasts just barely covered. Bending his head, he kissed her and let his hands caress those soft mounds as he rolled the nipple between his finger and thumb, and she whimpered.

Taking the sponge from the side of the stone, he got it soapy and began to wash her. He knew she had to be tired and dirty from their journey. He wanted to relax her; he knew she would have to be relaxed to take his knot. He wouldn't lie, he understood her trepidation about it fitting. It didn’t seem possible, but he knew it would because he knew she was made for him. At that thought, his cock twitched; it seemed to know she was made for him as well.

Before long, the sponge was discarded, and he was running his hands along the soft curves of her body. As he came to the apex of her thighs, she shifted, opening to him, and he slipped a finger between her wet folds.

She gasped as his fingers slid in, and she moaned as they slipped up and began to circle her clit. Her legs fell apart, and he slipped a finger inside her warm cunt. His lips found hers as another moan left her in a sigh.

"Please, Khuldruk. I need more."

That was the first time she had used his full name in an intimate moment, and he was done for. He needed the tight walls of her cunt pulsing around his fingers before they pulsed around his cock. He slipped in another finger and began to stretch her as his thumb rubbed circles on her clit.

"Yes," she moaned.

He trailed kisses down her neck as he worked her. Her breaths turned into little pants, and he slipped in another finger into her tight wetness. Her head fell back on a moan, and he slid off the rock, kneeling before her, his mouth still trailing kisses down her neck and chest until he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. At that, she broke, and he worked her through each pulse.

He couldn't help but look at her. She was beautiful lying there, sated and panting, the edges of her hair curled from the humidity of the bath. He could watch her like this forever, but he was hoping before long to claim her. His balls ached, heavy and full, just at the thought of finally claiming her.

He laid her back and began to wash her hair. She trusted him more than she had any right to, and he wouldn't squander that trust.

"When we do decide to leave this place, what will we do?" she asked.

"We shall do as we please. I’ll have duties as chief, and you shall lead beside me, but we'll still have time to pursue what we choose... and each other," he said, nuzzling her neck as he rinsed her hair. "Are you ready to get out?"

She gave a small nod. He picked her up out of the water and smiled at the little squeak of surprise she gave.

"I'm not sure I will ever get used to being manhandled like this. Most human men couldn't dream of lifting me the way you do."

"Manhandled…” he said in a disapproving grunt. “Now, you will be orc-handled."

"Hmmm, I think I'm going to like that," she said softly as he dried her.

"What we are about to do will erase any thought of another man ever touching you. You are mine."

The possession he felt was growing as they moved closer and closer to completing the mating bond. He had only ever known one male with a mate before, and that had been his father. He had fiercely loved his mother, but he wished his father was here to ask if this new possession he was starting to feel was common. He desperately needed to claim her, to erase the touch of any other male from her body. While he knew it wouldn't do that...even wanting to do that was a little archaic, and it didn't help any.

Once they were both dry, he swept her up into his arms and carried her back to the bedroom, laying her on the bed. It was finally time.

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