Chapter 8

Chapter

Eight

GOVEK

H is eyes popped back open just as she was leaning in.

Her plump, hot lips pressed into his, fitting them between his fangs like a dream and coaxing a growl from his throat. She bathed him in her sweet scent, her gentleness. Her tongue licked the seam of his lips.

He jerked in shock, going rigid. Miranda pulled away with a giggle that brought both confusion and delight. She was so fucking gorgeous with a smile on her face he could hardly stand it.

She didn’t pause her attention for long. “Open your mouth, Govek.”

Open his mouth? What the fuck was she saying? He would shred her tender tongue to tatters.

But then her thumb pressed into his chin, unrelenting and swift, and it caught him so off guard that his jaw went slack.

And her tongue snaked into his mouth.

A choked sound escaped him as the taste of her registered. Honeyed and rich. It was like nothing his brain could fathom, like the most intoxicating drug, like sweetness transcended from the realm of the Fades. He wanted more.

Giving into his blasted urges, Govek gripped the back of Miranda’s head and pulled her in deeper. He opened his mouth wider and touched his tongue to hers.

He wanted to clamp down on it, to nibble at her lips and drink her up. To bite her until she was marked by him, branded as his and unable to escape.

Govek jerked away, unsettled. He had to regain his control, but fuck , she tasted so blasted good.

“Mm, Govek...” Miranda cooed, sidling in closer. She grazed her teeth along his lips, and he lost all his breath. “I want more...”

He would never be able to deny her anything, especially this. He kept a firm hold on all his darker needs as he teased, licked, and sucked her mouth. Copying her motions, she showed him how unbelievably blissful kissing could be. And how badly it made him ache. His body felt taut like a rope, wound so tight it might snap.

“Miranda,” he managed between dueling his tongue with hers. “This is making me crazed...”

As if she wanted him to go completely wild, Miranda spread her legs wider, right over his aching cock. He was throbbing and desperate, and he could feel her hot folds with every twitch.

And she continued massaging her tongue with his, teasing and thrusting and moaning at the back of her throat.

His hands became tight bands around her arms as he resisted the urge to grind himself between her silky folds.

“Am I too good at this?” she asked, pulling away just enough for him to feel every word against his burning lips.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked right at him .

“Fuck,” he snarled, shaking with need. He wanted to keep kissing her but didn’t want to risk destroying this. He couldn’t let her see him. “Turn around.”

“No.”

Her denial felt like the slice of a whip across his aching flesh. “Miranda?—”

“I want to face you.” She licked his bottom lip. “I want to see you.” She nibbled gently. “I want to see you crumble under me,”—she clamped down on his lower lip, sucking, then releasing him with a wet smack—“see your eyes roll back and your jaw tremble.”

He lost his breath as she slid away, moving her hips so his cock dragged between her legs, grazing her thighs, stroking her core. Firey pleasure shot through his groin, and he hissed a breath between his teeth as his member popped out between them.

The scent of her arousal rolled off her. She wanted him. Him .

But how long would that last?

Miranda’s fingers danced down his chest, tracing his muscles. “You’re so sexy, Govek. I want to watch you lose your mind.”

He should deny her but the sight of her pale hand against his green flesh as it dipped below the waterline made his throat close.

Lower, lower . . . almost there.

Her fingertips grazed the head of his cock and pleasure licked up his spine. His hips rolled, forcing her to grip his shoulder with her free hand to steady herself. The tight hold of her soft hand amplified the pleasure, electrifying him. She was clinging to him. Not leaving.

Her other hand fisted tight and pumped his cock from base to tip.

“ Fuck ,” he breathed. It felt so blasted good he was shocked he could get words out. Her grip eased so she could tease the head, stroking around the rim, grazing his length. Her touches were fumbling, explorative.

Her hand firmly gripped around him again and he lost all his breath. His rational thoughts winked out.

“Dang, you’re huge.” Miranda’s reverent tone skewered him. “I can’t even close my fingers around you. You really do put all my toys to shame.”

Fuck, fuck . His hand snaked between their bodies. He wanted to touch her, to ready her.

He wasn’t wearing the gloves and after the turmoil of this night he could not trust his control.

Govek gripped her wrist, stopping her from stroking him any further even as it made him want to weep. “I need to... go get gloves.”

“Hmm?” Her tone was breathy and deep.

Fuck, she was looking at him again . “Let me turn you around.”

“Nope.”

His gut twisted.

“Gimme that hand.” Miranda took his wrist, brought it down over her stomach, past her thigh.

His blood boiled in his veins and all his fight left him.

She pushed two of his fingers between her hot slick folds. They glided effortlessly in her dripping wet sheath. The curls tickled at his palm as she lowered herself and increased the pressure.

Fuck, it was so much better without the gloves. Without thick leather blocking her softness from his touch. He could feel her pussy throbbing, feel the swelling nub at the top that made her breath catch and her hips thrust when he flicked it. He could not believe she was gifting this to him again.

She threw back her head and let out a moan that licked fire into every corner of his mind. His body quaked with need. His mouth watered and his tongue twitched, wanting to feel that beautiful slit under it. To rake over her little nub until she was screaming and writhing and begging for more.

An icy snap of dread sliced into his guts and agony flashed into his mind. Memories of having his mouth on Yerina made his stomach churn. He’d been so raw and hopeful when he’d finally won her.

And so devastated when he’d ruined it.

“Govek?”

“Fuck.” He wasn’t with Yerina. He needed to let that go. Right now. He was with Miranda.

“ Mirrranda .”

“Ooh, say my name like that again.”

His gaze snapped to the heat of hers. Her eyes were half-mast and misty, her red lips parted as she panted, her cheeks pink.

He’d never seen anything more beautiful in all his days.

His fingers twitched between her folds again and her eyes rolled, showing more of the white, flooding him with triumph. He grew brave and dipped his finger deeper into her opening. He gathered up some of her wetness in the water, slicking his digit before bringing it back up to the hard nub hidden in her folds.

He swirled around it and was rewarded with her breath hitching. Her body trembled all over. Goosebumps broke out along her shoulder and he leaned in to lick them, caressing the rough texture with his tongue.

“Oh fuck, Govek .”

Dark triumph blazed through his mind as she cursed. It was so sweet. Almost as sweet as her skin.

He swirled his finger around the nub and her hips bucked, thighs jerking and jittering against him. She ground down into his hand, wanting a firmer touch and he let her, going still as she took control of the pace.

Fades watching her use his hand to stroke her throbbing pussy was a pleasure he’d never known. It flooded him with such heat he could feel it pulsing in his chest, churning his mind up with need. He groaned, his voice going so low it felt like a quake in his gut, “ Mirrrhanda. ”

“Oh god, Govek! Do that again!”

Ah fuck ! She sounded so good. Tingling blasted through his whole body.

“ Mirrrhanda ,” he repeated. Her hazelnut eyes flashed before squeezing shut.

“Govek, yes. ”

“ Mirrrhanda. ” He snarled into her ear and she bounced on him, clutching his hand tight, and thrusting her hips.

“I want you,” she breathed. Her sweet breath fanned his face. “I want your cock.”

He growled and trembled. “Yes. Turn around.”

“No, like this.”

A zing of panic dimmed his bliss, and he gripped her hip, trying to force her around quickly, but she clung to him, resisting.

“No, Govek. I want to face you.”

She couldn’t. It would ruin everything . “No.”

“Yes.”

He tried to move her again, but her nails dug into his shoulders, stinging.

“Govek,” she said, her voice less breathy, her eyes clearer as she examined his face. Looking too close, seeing too much. “Should we stop?”

Agony exploded in his chest, slicing deep into his veins. His hand retreated from her core and snaked around her hip to grip her ass, as if that might stop her from abandoning him.

If she wanted to go, there was nothing he could do to stop her. He squeezed his eyes shut, breath shuddering.

“Govek?” The bliss drenched tone was gone from her voice. This is where she would scorn him. “Hey, tough guy. Sweetheart.” Her hands raked against his scalp, and she moved closer.

He opened his eyes.

Miranda looked down at him with concern. Her lips were still red and parted. Her eyes flashed with confusion. “Govek, I’m?—”

“Don’t leave.” His grip on her ass tightened.

She blinked.

“Don’t leave, please .”

“Oh,” her voice warbled. “Govek, I . . .”

He gulped, waiting.

“I’m not leaving. I swear I won’t.”

She moved in close again, pressing her breasts to his chest, sidling her hot core nearer to his cock. It jerked in response, desperate.

“I’m sorry. That isn’t what I meant. I just thought that maybe you weren’t ready. That you might want to stop for now. I’m not leaving.” She vowed again, lips grazing his. His heart pounded so loud in his ears he almost couldn’t hear her. “I’m staying right here. With you.”

He let out a long breath, willing his tension to go with it.

“I want you so bad, Govek,” she said between kisses and nibbles. Her tongue soothed the seam of his lips before he finally gave in and met it with his own. She tasted divine.

“You’re so sexy. And hot. And I want to watch you come.”

His stomach twisted and flipped. “ What ?”

“I want to watch you fall apart,” she said, her lips brushing his with every word. “I want to watch your expression when you explode with pleasure. In me. I want to feel your thick cock pulsing inside me as you fill me up.”

Oh fuck, oh fuck ! He couldn’t catch his breath.

“I want you see your jaw slack with bliss and watch your eyes roll back and your body quiver.” She began to roll her hips up as she spread her thighs. His grip on her loosened so she could move freely.

“I want to stroke your face while you reel with ecstasy. I want to shower you with kisses just like this.” She bathed his face with her nibbling, grazing her lips along his cheeks, his nose, between his tusks.

She lowered herself over him, and her pussy stretched over the head of his cock, parting her slit. The hot bliss shot delicious lightning up his spine.

“I want to see you, Govek. I want to know that it’s you .”

Fades help him, she lowered herself more. The head of his cock popped into the sweet softness of her core. The heat was incredible, and he lost all his breath as spikes of bliss radiated from his groin, up into his chest. He couldn’t breathe.

“My big, sexy, handsome, tough guy. Tough orc .”

Fades .

Pleasure exploded behind his eyes, raging through him. He gripped her ass again, trembling, his mind fracturing. He wanted to plunge deep, to fill her up.

But he might hurt her. Fuck.

Miranda leaned back. She looked right at his face. Right at him .

And her eyes sparkled and her lips quirked. “ My orc. ”

Then she pushed her ass out of his grip and sank onto his cock, taking him all the way to the hilt.

His control shattered.

Govek roared, and thrust his hips upward, forcing his cock deep in her wet core before gripping her ass up and slamming in to her again.

Miranda’s eyes closed and she moaned as she squeezed around his shaft, fluttering and rippling. He could feel every tiny twitch and it pushed him to the brink of his control. The honeyed scent of her burst in his nose, destroying his senses. He was enveloped by her heat, her desire for him.

Her eyes flashed open, and she met his gaze.

The pleasure was so intense it was mind bending but still his instincts screamed, and he tried to hide away.

She wrapped her arms around his head, pressing her hands into his forehead. She forced his head back, his neck to extend.

She wouldn’t fucking look away from him. Her eyes raked reverently over his face, and bliss drenched him as he pounded her pussy. Rolling his hips, he panted. He was dizzy. He couldn’t get enough air.

Miranda’s cries swirled around him, her pleading moans and begging words. “Don’t stop. Right there. Oh, Govek! ”

His name on her lips was his undoing. Ecstasy reared hot and fierce, gripping his gut and made his thighs spasm. He didn’t want to be first. He had to get her off.

But Fades be fucked! She snapped her hips just right and her nails dug into his scalp, and she moaned his name again and ecstasy rolled up his spine, exploded in his groin, and burst in his head.

He roared so loud his ears were ringing. His mind shattered with the bliss.

Miranda screamed too. Her pussy squeezed around his cock. She looked right into the face of his orgasm and came .

Watching him made her come.

The pleasure of that nearly undid him. He couldn’t fathom this. Couldn’t imagine anything more intense. More incredible. Delight like he’d never known quivered in every limb.

He squeezed her tight, shivering, slowly coming down. He didn’t want this to end. He wanted to stay here just like this. But Miranda was coming down too, and there was nothing he could do about it.

She collapsed on his chest, breathing hard. He tightened his hold on her, afraid she would come back to her senses and decide to leave.

All was silent but for Miranda’s ragged breathing and the pounding in his head from his heartbeat.

She sat up, away from him, and he forced him to let her go.

She cupped his face, looking into his eyes, and leaned in to kiss him. It was so tender, so gentle. It made his throat tighten.

“That was wonderful,” she lingered a hot, wet kiss on his lower lip before pressing her forehead to his.

His cock pulsed with pleasure at her praise and her thighs twitched in response. Fuck, she was so gorgeous. And generous.

He didn’t deserve her.

“You... watched,” he said dumbly. His voice was like gravel.

Miranda leaned back again. Her smile was radiant. Pure perfection. A gift from the Fades themselves.

“Yeah, I watched.” She smoothed his scalp with her gentle fingertips—sharply contrasting the rough way he usually clawed at his head—easing away any lingering fear and hurt. “And I’m going to watch every time from here on.”