45. Chapter Forty-Five

Chapter Forty-Five

Calliope

He was looking at me funny.

He had a vein that was pulsing on his forehead, sweat dripped from his brow and he was panting as though about pounce on me.

Valpar jutted out his jaw and crawled towards me. I knew he was trying to look like a savage best, a wild animal ready to pounce on his prey.

But I couldn't help it.

I let out a giggle, because he looked so hot. I was so in love with him, and I knew he wouldn't lay a finger on me.

"Why are you laughing?" His voice was deep, and my clit fluttered to the beat of my heart.

Oh, my lady parts were dripping. They were soaking the bed just like the big monster between his legs. Goddess, we were gonna have our own waterbed in a second.

He growled deeply, taking that slow crawl over my body. I could still taste the remnants of his come on my lips, which was sweet. I licked over my lips again and he groaned, then pressed his finger over my lips.

"Suck." He pried my mouth open with his thick finger and I greedily sucked on his massive digit.

His breath was ragged, and my hips moved on their own while I lay on my back, pinned under him. I'd got them both legs straddled around his thigh, and I could feel the heat radiating off his body, with my clit so close to touching it. If I could get just a little closer I was sure I'd see stars.

"Your cunt is greedy." He mused and stuck his finger deeper into my throat. I gagged and he pulls back. "My cock is longer than my finger and now you gag?" He pulled his finger out of my mouth.

I coughed and shook my head. "It's because you don't have your come on it. It has magic."

He stared at me.

Guess his brain needs to reboot.

I took his finger, rubbed it up and down his shaft, coating it with his seed and put it back into my mouth. I mumbled behind his finger. "Naw, du it."

Valpar shook his head and pulled his finger away. "I'm claiming you." he said bluntly. "Right now, you are going to take my brand and will officially be mine."

I perked up and clapped my hands together. "Goodie! Let me get ready!" I laid back, put my hands over my head and spread my legs. "I'm ready, let's go! When you bite me, do it hard and fast. I don't want you to gnaw on me, okay? I'm not a chew toy." I shimmied my body with happiness, but Valpar still didn't move.

Valpar chuckled and swiped his finger down my cheek. "Orcs do not bite, we brand. Do you know what branding is, my sweet little fairy?" He placed kisses down my cheek and my body relaxed. My arms wrapped around his neck and my body was flush with his.

"Instead of biting, I shove the last bulge of my cock inside you. I will stretch your cunt and fill you up. Branding it as mine. You will smell of me always. Your cunt will only want me and only take me. Do you understand?"

That branding thing was big looking. I glanced down at it and back up at him.

It was going to be painfully hot and exciting.

I let out a whine, wrapped my legs around one of his powerful thighs and let my pussy coat him.

"Fuck, my sweet fairy, are you ready?"

"Mmhmm," I sucked on his earlobe. "Will you still suck on my shoulder and leave a nice bruise?" I still wanted other people to see that I was his. In Bergarian a bite was a sign of ownership, and part of me still wanted that.

Having love bruises was freaking hot.

He chuckled, his hands reaching under my but and squeezing. "I plan to leave plenty of marks all over your body. I want even the humans to know I take you long and often."

Pretty sure my vagina just convulsed around nothing, because I couldn't wait!

Valpar's body left me in an instant. The air in the cabin was so much cooler than outside, that my nipples hardened and goose bumps rose on my skin. A deep, dark laugh left his lips when he flipped me over and I landed on my stomach with a squeak.

"First, I will punish you for running from me."

Wait, what?

His massive hand connected with a resounding smack against my backside, sending shockwaves of pain and surprise through my body. The sound of my twisted moans and screams echoed in the room. With each subsequent strike, my once cool skin blazed with an intense, searing heat, as if flames were dancing across my flesh. The stinging sensation reverberated deep within me, igniting a desire for more punishment. My clit pulsed, aching to be touched, to feel the weight of his hand against it. The beating fueled an insatiable and desperate arousal, leaving me already teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain.

Fairy Godmother called me a little pain slut before I woke up. I wasn't sure what that was, but I think I knew now.

I wondered if he would swat at my tits?

"I want to take you badly, but first, you need to learn not to run from me." his words were rough, similar to the spanks he was raining down on my bottom. I writhed under his hand, panting and whimpering.

"No more running," I panted. My nipples rubbed against the furs of the bed, my body shook from the sting of his hand and the softness of the fur.

After peppering my butt with the blows, he caressed it. I hissed, feeling how he massaged the sting further into my skin. "You do like this spanking, don't you?" His finger trailed down the crack of my butt and through my folds. "You dripping, little fairy? Perhaps spankings are not punishment, only pleasure?"

I let out a whine and my hips pushed back. He slipped two fingers inside my pussy and my mouth dropped open as he began to thrust them inside me. "I have not tasted you, let me drink. Stay on all fours or I will make you wait longer before you receive me."

My body was shaking from the blows. I didn't know if I could hold on for long. He was quick though, and I felt him lay down and pull my pussy over his face.

"What a vision, sweet nectar for me, hmm?" He pulled my pussy to his face and licked.

I released a passionate cry, unable to restrain the intense climax that had been brewing. As his tongue delved deeper into me, I sensed the tantalizing brush of his tusks against my quivering thighs. The room filled with his licking, sucking and slurping.

"A good fairy takes what's she's given. Give me more of your cries, let me hear you."

I shook my head, my arms feeling unsteady. "I-I can't. I'm sensitive."

He hummed, vibrating against my pussy. "Be a good fairy, be my fairy. One more."

His praise made me arch my back and I came with a cry. He drew out the pleasure and I swear I had peed myself by the time he left me. I collapsed on the bed. Completely spent. I was panting but thankfully not sweating, because I felt the room becoming colder.

He rolled me onto my back. I saw my arousal around his face. He licked it eagerly, the desire swimming in his eyes. "What perfect tits you have." He leaned forward, sucking on one while he slapped the other. "Only mine now."

Goddess almighty, my dreams have come true.

I was panting heavily, my disheveled hair cascaded in wild strands, brushing against the soft fur around me. I watched as he firmly grasped his impressive length, giving it a few satisfying strokes. The scent of our combined desire hung in the air as his warm release trickled down onto the trimmed, dark hair between my legs.

"You're beautiful," he blurted his come still dripping down my opening. "Pink, blue, orange or black hair, you will always be beautiful to me."

I gave him a small smile and my hand parted my folds. "Please don't make me wait."

The wooden cabin creaked, and a refreshing gust of air wafted in through the wide-open window. Valpar's lips met mine, and I savored the lingering taste of myself on his mouth.

"You're mine now."

Valpar thrusted inside me in one swift, powerful motion. I cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure as he filled me completely. My body shook, a wave of ecstasy washing over me. It wasn't as I had imagined, but it was better. This wasn't a gentle coupling, it was raw and animalistic, a claim being made.

"I cannot go slow, not when I am branding you. I'm sorry." he grunted, each thrust getting closer and closer to the brand that was swelling at the base of his cock.

I tried to wrap my legs around his waist wanting to pull him in deeper.

Valpar's mischievous grin widened, and I couldn't help but notice the hunger in his eyes. I felt his strong fingers gripping my hips, their pressure intensifying as he thrust with even more force. With each deep penetration, an electrifying sensation coursed through my body, sending pleasurable shivers down my spine. Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony. In that moment, he possessed me completely, claiming me as his own.

"Your cunt is so tight," he panted, his breath hot against my neck. "And wet. So fucking wet! Fuck!"

Valpar paused, his eyes darkening as he looked down at me. He didn't speak, but the way he gripped my hips told me everything I needed to know.

Oh Goddess, here it comes.

As he forced himself inside, a sharp pain shot through me. When the larger knot was forced inside, a blinding burst of stars crossed my vision. My fingers dug into his biceps, feeling the strength beneath my touch. A primal roar escaped his lips as he continued to rhythmically push in and out of me. The limited range of movement intensified the pleasure as he tried to slip his knot back out.

"Goddess above, you are so small!" He pulled his brand out of me with a pop and forced it back in.

I screamed and my back arched. The pain wasn't there anymore, just a delightful stretching as my body was being molded to his.

"More," I was barely able to speak.

His hips convulsed abruptly, pressing against mine, and his face buried itself in the crook of my shoulder. I could sense the warmth of his breath against my skin as he hungrily attached his lips and applied intense suction. The overwhelming sensation sent me hurtling towards another climax, all while the slapping sound of our bodies filled the air.

"You're perfect," he growled, pushing deeper into me.

I cried out his name, my body shuddering in blissful release. He pulled out, leaving my pussy throbbing and vacant.

"And mine," he grunted, back pumping into me again and again. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of me and the force of his thrusts was all too much. I felt myself building towards another climax.

"Fuck! Yes!" he roared, his cock pulsating deep inside me, lodging his brand deep. With that final thrust, he filled me with his seed spilling inside me. Instead of it falling out of me, I could feel it swell inside my stomach.

So full!

My walls convulsed around him, milking him dry as I felt his hot seed continue to flow into me.

He collapsed on top of me, his weight pinning me to the bed. I could feel his heart pounding on my chest, his breath warm on my bruised neck.

"Good little fairy," he whispered, his voice thick with satisfaction. "My good little fairy, my miresa, my mate."

He left his cock inside and rolled to the side so he wouldn't suffocate me. He was so large, every time he moved I could feel the knot rub across my clit and a shudder of pleasure ran through me again. My nipples tightened and I buried my face into his chest, letting my leg stay over his hip to be comfortable.

Was it weird that I didn't want him to pull out…ever?

Valpar brushed my hair away with one of his claws. His neck had to be at a weird angle because how we were connected he had to curl down to lean his cheek against the top of my head.

"Are you okay?" he muttered.

His voice was sweet, especially considering how feral he acted just seconds ago.

"So good." I let my cheek rub up against his chest. "I'm really full."

He chuckled and we felt the vibrations through our connection.

"That was the idea. And I plan on doing it again once it releases."

My eyes widened. Cheesus, again?

I closed my eyes and felt a burst of energy inside me. It was—indescribable. It wasn't an emotion that was mine, it felt like an extension of myself. As the burst of energy surged through me, I could feel my entire body tingling, as if electrical currents were coursing through my veins. It was as though every cell in my body had suddenly come alive, vibrating with an intensity I had never experienced before. The sheer power of this indescribable sensation was overwhelming, leaving me breathless and in awe.

As I slowly opened my eyes and the tears that had welled up now streamed down my face, a testament to the sheer magnitude of what I was feeling. It was growing, it was overwhelming, and it was coming from Valpar.

A sob escaped me as I rubbed my cheek against his chest. It felt his body move as he tried to pull me up closer to his face. I screamed for him to stop and wrapped my arm around him.

The warmth, the unexplainable joy and love radiated from him, but there was also fear, confusion.

Was I really feeling him?

"Miresa, what is wrong?" His arms were gripping me tightly and his claws buried into my skin.

"I think I feel you," I whispered, my hand roaming up his chest. My eyes warmed, and I felt a trickle of a tear run down my cheek. "You really love me, a lot." The emotions were coming at me like a tidal wave, coming at me so quickly it was becoming too much.

Valpar let out a shuttering breath and groaned, then I felt him adjust himself and tilted my head to look at him.

"My sweet mate, our souls are becoming one. Just as the Moon Fairy said. We have combined not just in body, but in spirit as well. You are mine and I am yours." His thumb brushed away my tears.

My eyes grew heavy once again, but this time I did not feel the fear of the darkness.

"Sleep. An orc's emotions are strong and it will take time to adjust." He pressed a kiss to my forehead. "My miresa, please sleep, do not fight it. I will be here when you wake. I will always be here."

I felt his love overflowing, along with his cock, which was shoved so far up my vagina; I swear I was going to be tasting his come again soon.

"Promise me something," I whispered, and I closed my eyes.

Valpar rubbed his cheek against my forehead.

"I'll need ice later."

"Ice?"

"Yes, to shove up the gaping hole you made for the giant log you just speared me with."