51. Chapter Fifty-One

Chapter Fifty-One

Azuk

Rolling to my side, a soft groan escaped my lips as a familiar musk wafted through the air, instantly tickling my nose. It was a delicate scent, feminine and one that I had nearly convinced myself was Lash. With each night's slumber, its presence lingered, almost feeling too real. I could taste it on the tip of my tongue, its sweetness danced in my mouth and when it disappeared I would be left with loneliness.

Lash had infiltrated my dreams more frequently while I've been staying with Valpar and Calliope. They no longer needed me, yet both of them included me in their daily lives. More so my little daughter, than my son—but that was because he wanted all of his female's attention.

I longed for mine, and I could taste her. Every morning and night, between sleep and awake, she talked to me, telling me we would meet again soon. I longed for that day, and I waited anxiously until she would take me.

Instead of feeling the pain in my aching muscles and bones, I feel relaxed. Strange, but it could be the random teas that my little daughter has been making, trying to cure my ailments.

One time it did not fare well, and my stomach was tied up in knots for days.

I heard the flap of my tent open, and I groaned, my hand slapping on my face. "Little daughter, this old male needs to sleep. I am not young any longer. Go play with the whisps." I shooed her away, but the musk that normally faded by now became stronger.

I took in deep breaths, trying to breathe it in.

The bed dipped and I grumbled a curse.

The sultry voice, deeper than Calliope's, murmured, "There's my sleepy male." My eyes snapped open and were met with the captivating sight of a stunning orc female. Her long, flowing locks cascaded in a dark wave, while her beautiful yellow eyes held my gaze. No trace of exhaustion lingered below her vibrant green skin radiating health. A stark contrast to the worn-out Lash I last saw before she left me for the stars.

Am I dreaming?

Then, in a flash, I felt her delicate hand glide up my chest, sending a surge of electricity through me. As a bolt of lightning struck a tree, I jolted upright. There was no hint of pain in my bones, no lingering ache in my back. But those physical sensations paled compared to the overwhelming presence of my Lash sitting there before me. I could feel the warmth from her body on me. The touch of her velvety skin against mine sent me into a frenzy of emotions.

She laughed softly at my reaction, a musical sound that filled the tent and made my drums pound inside me. Her eyes sparkled in the dim light, reflecting the feelings swirling within me. I had missed her, and I had been so jealous that Zarfu got to her before I could.

Lash reached out to cup my face with her delicate hands, her touch sending shivers down my spine.

"It's really me, Azuk," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "We are together again."

Water leaked in my eyes as I gathered her into my arms, holding her tightly, afraid she would disappear once more. The scent of her hair seeped into my chest. It filled my senses with memories long cherished and dreams long forgotten.

"Lash," I murmured, unable to find any other words that could capture the depth of my emotions. "I thought I had lost you forever."

She pulled back slightly to look into my eyes, her gaze playful. "You were always the most dramatic of the three. I promised you we would meet again, Azuk. And here I am."

The weight of her words settled deep within me, bringing a sense of peace and completion I had not known since she left. We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, simply reveling in each other's presence.

"Don't care, you are mine, ours now—" I corrected myself, remembering that Zarfu was around here somewhere.

Bassza, that means I am not—

"Shh." My miresa ran her claws through the loose strands of my hair. "Valpar and Calliope are fine. They will mourn you, but they know you are happier here. You have told them many times you wish to be here with me, haven't you?"

A low, primal growl reverberated deep in my throat, its rumble echoing through the air. "They do," I murmured, my hands smoothly gliding up and down her silky sides. My fingertips traced the contours of her wide, inviting hips, reveling in the gentle curve of her waist. The sight of her bounteous breasts, rising and falling with every breath she took, stirred a hunger within me. The scent of her skin, warm and intoxicating, filled my nostrils, heightening my desire.

I wrapped my arm around her back and pulled on the leather that she had tied around her to keep her modesty. I don't know why; there was no reason to be modest here, now that we were away from the tribe. I wished to keep her bare and ready for us always.

The leather dropped free and exposed her nips. They were beautiful.

I remembered back in the land of the living, when I had to share her with our clan, with Zarfu and Eman. I would want her covered. I would feel desirous rage that they saw her like I did. Now that we are here, I only felt the contentment that I had her. That I could share her because I cared for her as much as they did.

"I…love you." This phrase was used often by my little daughter and orcling. They used it as often as they could, and I came to realize it was a phrase that meant great emotion used in the form of words.

My miresa smiled at me, her hands cupping my face and giving me a gentle caress. "I love you too, my sweet orc."

I let out a huff of annoyance. "I am not sw—"

She pressed her lips to mine. My eyes widened in surprise. We have not done this before. Our tusks would get in the way. We often used our mouths in other places, but now she no longer had them, which I was only just now noticing. I was far too happy to see her eyes and her body. Now only smaller tusks, which sat inside her mouth, remained.

Her tongue swept over my lips, pushing against them, so I opened my mouth to feel her push her tongue inside. I groaned and pulled her close to me, having her straddle my waist so I could feel the wetness of her cunt.

Good, no undergarments.

"Azuk," she whimpered and pressed her tits into my chest. "I've missed your shaft inside me."

I groaned and fisted my hand into her hair, pulling her lips from mine. "May I claim you? Brand you in the way the Moon Goddess says?"

My Lash's cheeks turned a deeper green, and my cock filled with essence to the point of pain. Bassza, I'd missed her. Her smile, her laugh and the way she would shy away from me when I was brash.

"It's why you are here. We can bond, just like everyone else back in the Wood."

My balls filled with seed and hung heavily next to my leg. "I am going to brand your cunt. Zarfu better be taking a long walk."

I do not have jealousy that my female shares me with Zarfu and, soon, Eman. Not like I did once before. However, I would never have them near or in the same room while fucked her pale green pussy until it was puffy and coated in my seed.

Lash whined when I pushed her down onto the bed of furs and I latched my mouth around her tit. Bassza, she was sweet!

"I can't wait until it is your turn to brand me," I say, pushing my erection between her wet folds. "Going to fill you up then lock into your pussy so you can't move. Then, you will suck me deeper," I growled.

"Azuk!" She laughed and let out a squeal when I gripped her other breast in my hand.

"Never leaving you again," I whispered, putting my forehead on hers.

She shook her head. "No, never."