25. Mia

Lickingthe head of Renowlf's cock gives me time to savor the delicious aftershocks from the most intense orgasm I"ve ever experienced.

Renowlf has incredible skills in the oral sex department. Sure, other guys have gone down on be before. But only to get me in the mood for other things. I"ve never experienced anything like that. And after I came, he wanted to keep going.

Be still my beating heart.

Watching him undress was almost enough to make me come again. He's built like a warrior, lean and muscled with sexy battle scars.

And now that he"s naked, I can"t stop oogling his alien cock. The thing is huge—and spiked, of course—with a rounded, bulging head and thick, veiny shaft. It"s also dripping with precum…from just about everywhere.

When I lean over and lick up a drop seeping from the tip, I"m rewarded with one of Renowlf"s sexy growls. He tastes even better than I imagined he would. Distinctly earthy with a bit of spice and a lingering aftertaste that"s as satisfying as an expensive wine.

I wrap my hand around his length, and my fingers don"t even touch. The texture of his skin surprises me—not exactly rough but not smooth either—and the spikes cause an unusual vibrating sensation against my palm that"s hard to explain. Having them inside me will be an…experience.

Pumping the shaft causes Renwolf to groan again. "By the gods, Mia, your touch sets my blood on fire."

I don"t say anything in reply. Instead, I concentrate on stroking his spiked length, losing myself in the moment. Every fiber of my being focuses on giving this man, this orc king, pleasure.

I want to devour him like he did with me. But just as I"m about to take him into my mouth, Renowlf stops me. "If you continue, I will be done too soon."

"I'll save that for another time, then," I hum, licking him again before releasing his shaft.

His strong arms push me back onto the bed, his powerful hips positioning between my legs. He kisses me, hard and forceful, the tip of his cock nudging against my clit while his lips devour my mouth.

"Fuck me," I beg, breaking the kiss and wrapping my arms around his waist to pull him closer. "Please, Renowlf."

"Do you give yourself to me freely, Mia? Body, mind, and soul?"

"Yes. YES!" I shudder at his words, my body literally aching to have him inside. "Take me. Take all of me."

With a single, forceful thrust he buries himself inside of me, and I cry out, my muscles tensing and tears stinging my eyes. "Wait! No! Stop!" I thrash beneath him. "You're too big, Ren, too thick. Too much!"

"Shh," he murmurs against my lips, stilling while I adjust to his size. "Breathe, Mia. That"s it. Allow your body to welcome mine. Trust in the gods that have brought us together…know this moment is meant to be."

I never really believed in fate, but his words soothe my near-panic at the sudden intrusion of his body in mine. Renowlf"s words resonate with me at some level. Despite being born worlds apart, it does feel like some unseen force brought us together. Maybe he is my destiny.

Before I can really work though the concept in my mind, he moves, ever so slightly. I still feel too full, but his cockspikes feel like tiny fingers caressing every erogenous spot inside of me, and the sensations push me over the cliff. I climax around him, my body"s natural lubrication easing his way to move more freely.

"Mine," he growls, sweat beading on his face and chest as he controls the thrust of his hips, moving slowly in and out, in and out, in and out.

Now that I've adjusted to his size, I want more. "Fuck me harder, deeper," I say, my body trembling as I already reach the precipice of my next release.

He doesn't hesitate.

With his powerful body towering over mine, his hips piston against me with enough force to move me across the bed. With each thrust, his spikes send me higher and higher even as his movements become less controlled, more erratic.

"Yes! That"s it!" Every muscle in my body tenses, and I dig my nails into his ass as I fall headlong into the abyss, screaming his name as I shudder repeatedly beneath him.

He comes then, too, shouting out words that don"t translate as my inner walls clench around him. He floods my channel with his release. His seed runs down my thighs, thick and sticky, his movements eventually slowing as we both fight to catch our breath.

When he is fully spent, Renowlf rolls to his back, pulling me on top of him, our bodies still connected. I rest my head against his broad chest, listening to the thundering beat of his heart, his arms holding me tight.

"You are mine now, Mia," he tells me, his voice growly and possessive. "And I will never let you go."

Renowlf"s words should bother me. Instead, his claim on me fills me with a sense of safety and belonging. In his arms, I feel like I"m exactly where I"m meant to be.

"And you are mine," I whisper, my voice thick with emotion.

After a while, he kisses the top of my head, disentangles himself from our embrace, and retrieves a warm, wet cloth from the cleansing room. With a quiet reverence, he wipes me clean, then tucks me under the fur covers and rejoins me in bed, pulling me close against him once more.

"When the suns rise, we will make hasty preparations for your coronation."

My fingers dance across his muscled chest. "What"s the rush?"

"I do not wish to go another day without you as my queen," he states. "And it is entirely possible you already carry my heir."