18. Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen

Valpar

I wanted to take things slow after speaking to Osirus, but that all changed faster than an anole, a feline-like creature back in the Wood that could change direction quickly mid-run.

My miresa had both hands on either side of my face and brought her lips to mine.

She delicately separated them, firmly placing them on various parts of my mouth. The edges, the center, and even against my sturdy tusks.

"Kiss back?" she breathed

This is kissing?

As she continued, my mind was in a whirlwind. This kind of affection was new to me, something I had never seen before between my orgamos and ogamie. In my culture, tusks would have gotten in the way and made kissing impossible. The closest thing we could do was rub noses or foreheads, and caress each other's faces with our hands.

But here I was, experiencing something different.

I did not dislike it.

Her lips were soft, like flower petals against my rough ones, my miresa was exploring every corner of my mouth. My body was responding in ways I never thought possible from just touching one's lips.

I couldn't tear my eyes away as she ran her tongue along the seam, the sound of her soft and lick filling the air. The faint scent of sweetness wafted towards me, and I felt a mix of anticipation and curiosity building within me.

Moon Fairy above, help me! I thought to myself, as I struggled to process all these new sensations.

As her lips moved from mine to my tusks, I let out a low growl of pleasure. She seemed to understand and pressed her body harder against me. Our mouths danced together, their movements becoming more frantic as the kiss deepened.

I lost myself in the moment, letting go of all my reservations and just enjoyed the feeling of her lips on mine.

But then, suddenly, she pulled away, leaving me breathless and wanting more.

My drum raced with excitement as I looked at her beautiful face and realized that from now on, things would never be the same for me again.

I wanted her. I wanted more of this.

I pressed my lips harder to hers, my body surrounding her and pulling her close. I felt the snap of the leather around my leg holding my shaft tightly to my body and groaned, feeling its relief.

Calliope licked my lips again. This time, I parted them, and she slipped her tongue inside.

Bassza, what was this?

She licked the inside of my mouth, my tongue meeting hers as fire lit across my body. I ground my shaft into the furs and felt the wetness gathering beneath them.

My miresa moaned into the kiss , and her fingers tangled into my hair. I continued to push my shaft into the furs, gaining any sort of friction.

I was going to leak all of my seed on the bed, and I did not care! Her mouth tasted and felt so good. It made me wonder if this was what it would feel like when I stick my cock inside her body, how wet and warm it would be.

My miresa sucked on my tongue and I whimpered, feeling my heavy sack fill with more seed.

"Mmm, my little fairy," I whispered into her lips. "You are being naughty."

She giggled, and my hand wandered, roaming up her side stopping near her tits. I wanted to taste them too and put the small mounds into my mouth, but I was having too much fun with this kissing.

It should not be called kissing . It should be called mouth mating because I was rutting her mouth, and my shaft was about to explode.

I grunted, my hips flexing onto the bed. I couldn't let myself seek pleasure until she did. Could she come by just kissing?

She was enjoying herself, but not in the way I was.

My shaft continued to leak, my sack heavy and becoming far too painful. I rubbed my shaft harder onto the furs, this time feeling the soft touch of her leg. The hot skin of her body, even though it was just her leg, touched my shaft, and I parted from her lips to let out a large groan and sucked on her right shoulder.

Calliope gasped, her fingers running down my back. My seed continued to pour from my body, but I was now energized once more. "Miresa, I must taste more of you," I growled into her shoulder. "Down there. Now be a good little fairy and pull up your cloth."

My miresa's cheeks turned a beautiful pink as she pulled up her dress, revealing more of her soft skin. My drum beat wildly in my chest, and I shifted down the bed to take in her body. I may not see her tits yet, but I was far too hungry, and desired to make my mate feel the same pleasure as me.

"Mm, your scent is strong," I whispered, taking in deep breaths of her arousal. She was bare, with no cloth covering her cunt, because I'd torn it from her body the night before.

She gasped and squirmed under my gaze, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her long cloth. It was clear she was still nervous about showing herself to me, but her scent betrayed her true desires.

I leaned forward and brushed my lips over the small tuft of pink hair covering her mound, making my miresa whimper and clench her thighs together.

I hadn't noticed it much the night before, my tongue too busy tasting her, but in the light and being able to see her properly, I was quite fond of her having hair there.

"Relax, my little fairy," I murmured against the softness of her thighs as I spread them. "Let me taste you, as a good mate should."

She hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly and released her hold on the fabric. Her legs gave way easier, giving me access to the heat between them.

I couldn't resist running my tongue along her seam, taking in the droplets of her arousal. The sight of Calliope's glistening folds made my cock twitch eagerly.

I wasted no time burying my face between her thighs, lapping at the slick juices that flowed from within. My miresa cried out and grabbed onto my hair, pulling me closer.

Her taste, just as the night before, was like nothing I had ever experienced—sweet and tangy all at once. I delved deeper with my tongue, flicking over every sensitive spot I could find.

I wanted to know every place on her body that would bring her pleasure. I wanted to be the only one that knew how to please this female. Because she was mine, and mine alone.

When she bucked against my mouth, I knew she was close to release. I wanted to give her more, not just pleasure with my tongue but, to also give her the feeling of being full, to stretch her, so that I could—

I nearly paused when my mind took me elsewhere.

If I brand her, she may regain all her past hurtful memories.

I snarled and let my tongue curl up into her pussy. She was happy with my tongue, happy to feel its slickness against her clit and the feeling inside her. My miresa screamed as she came undone beneath me. Her walls clenched and fluttered around my tongue, as her body trembled with pleasure.

My cock spilled, making a mess all over the furs again. I groaned and reached below me to milk my shaft to empty my sack fully. I would need to empty it again, soon, if I was to be around my female.

But that thought, those horrible thoughts, that the king had put in my head still lingered.

"Valpar," my fairy panted and sat up on her elbows. "Goddess, that was... Wow!" Her hair was a mess, her cheeks flushed, and her lips swollen from the assault of my teeth nipping at them. "It's my turn now, right? I wanna take care of you."

Moon Fairy, Almighty!

She got onto her knees and crawled toward me. I pushed my loin cloth over my semi-hard shaft and sat up on my knees, exposing the mess on the bed.

Guardard snap!

Calliope stopped and tilted her head to the side. "Woah, did you come already?" She looked on in amazement and gave me a big smile.

"Come? I expressed my seed. Why would I not? My miresa was in front of me, and you allowed me to touch you and give you pleasure. Of course I would express it."

Calliope smiled brighter and clapped her hands. "Just by touching me and giving me pleasure?" She pointed to herself. "You came—I mean, expressed your seed? That's so hot," she whispered.

She lunged forward and wrapped her arms around my neck. "This makes me feel so pretty."

I pulled her away. "You are beautiful! The most beautiful female. Why would you not think you are?"

Calliope rolled her lips. "Well, I'm human. I don't look extra special, is all." She looked around the room at everything other than me. I grabbed her by the chin, to make her pay attention to me and to only me. "I'm rather plain compared to everyone else, even you."

I growled and cupped her backside. She let out a small squeak. "My drums beat for you, and my shaft only rises for you, female. To give you pleasure makes my body happy. You are not plain. You are my light source.

Her eyes widened, and her tiny fists curled onto my chest. She chewed on her bottom lip but she did not answer.

"Do you understand, little fairy? Next time you talk bad about yourself, I will put you over my knee and you will be punished, and you will not like it."

Her arousal flared again, and I groaned. "I mean my words, little fairy."

"Uh, huh, sure." She pressed her chest into mine. "I'll be waiting for the day."

I swapped out the furs for clean ones. I would need to use the furs in the forbidden closet, unfortunately. I did it quickly while my miresa cleaned herself in the bathroom, so she did not question why there was a chair by the door.

Already, I was making plans to change the cabin back in the Wood, and to make her a bathroom for herself. One with a tub, a shower and a toilet. The toilet here is far too small, and I will have to go outside myself.

I tried to think of everything, of what supplies I would need to gather before our departure at the end of the month. Unfortunately, the haunting memory of King Osirus still lingered.

I did not want my miresa to relive her memories or her nightmares. What would happen when I brand her, and all her pain and suffering return? Would the Moon Fairy be so harsh to let any magic given to her, to help her, be taken away?

I rubbed my chin and shook my head.

My miresa was very young and free-thinking. Perhaps she would not know, or understand, how an orc brands his mate. She was the first human. I could postpone the brand— the bond— as long as possible, so as not hurt her.

Perhaps avoid sticking my shaft into her altogether.

Simon bleated at me from the far end of the cave, as if he could hear my thoughts. The animal had probably watched me eat his emotional support person's cunt. The sick animal!

I don't think my little fairy will let me get away with not putting my shaft inside of her.

After she saw that I had released my seed, she was hoping she could see my shaft. She even tried to lift my cloth. Then I told her we needed to take things slow.

Ha.

There was no going slow with her, not in the slightest. My little fairy was starved for attention and touch. I wanted to give that to her. I wanted to have it as well, but I couldn't very well hurt her in the process.

I did not want to be the one to break her.

I let out a heavy sigh and took a large breath in. I could still smell her arousal around my mouth.

I did not want to think or feel. I just wanted to hold my female, claim her, protect her—how was I to do that when claiming her could hurt her?

I snarled, balling my hand into a fist. I needed to release my anger.