My body feels incredible when I come to. I am still on Igor's chest, and I am naked, and his large arms are covering me; one hand on my derriere and another in the dip of my lower back. This feels right.

Shepherd crosses my mind and the fact that I am still according to law married to him. But seeing as I have no plans of ever going back to the human villages, that little detail doesn't matter. In any case, I will never go back to him.

This is where I belong now; with this sweet kind orc who made me feel things I never thought were possible last night. The memory of last night drowns my already wet center.

"You have no sense of self preservation." I hear the deep bass of Igor's voice and it does nothing but make my core clench again.

I smile up and I find him looking at me with such softness. His very, very stiff girth is kissing my wet channel and I can feel it pulsing like the thing itself is alive.

"How can I when you made my body your own servant last night?" I lift my hand to touch his face.

"Aria, about last night..."

"Yes?"

"You don't regret anything, do you?"

"Why would I, Igor?" I get closer to him and my body lifts to straddle his stomach. I capture him in a kiss, and I slowly rub my wetness on him. I don't know how I am this confident or where all this boldness is coming from, but I have no inhibitions with this orc.

I feel no shame at all. And for the first time in my life, I feel truly beautiful, and I feel seen, and I want to discover myself with him; I am comfortable with him. His body purrs and the vibration drives me even wilder.

Good heavens.

My body moves on its own as I rub myself on him even more. He pulls from the kiss, and I groan, complaining. His hands hold my shoulders back and I stare down at him. I see reservation from him, and I frown.

"Aria, you are still married in your world. What about...him?"

I sit up, still straddling him. He swallows as if I am torturing him as his gaze lowers to my breasts and then down to my spread cunt. I don't know why but I love that look on him. I like that I can do that to him. I am torturing him and only I can give him what he needs and put him out of his misery.

"Igor, I am not going back. I am not going back to that life. There is nothing for me in my past. This..." I gesture between us. "This is what I want, if you'll have me. Igor, I want this. Life with you. I want to be yours."

Silence stretches between us as he gazes at me like he is trying to see my inner most personal thoughts and convictions.

"You want to stay here, with me?" there is a note of doubt in his voice.

"Yes, Igor. You may be a lousy cook, but I feel at home here...with you."

I see a small fond smile. "So, you want to be mine?"

"I want to be yours, orc."

He chuckles, shaking his head lightly. "Like I said, no sense of self preservation."

I lean down to him. "Hm, what are you going to do about that, orc? Do you want to show me how bad you are?"

He meets me for a kiss, and I moan for him, I know it driving him wild. I begin rubbing my slick center on him again. His strong, calloused hands caress my body. I hope he leaves his marks on my delicate skin. His purr returns.

It feels relaxing but also it sends intense feels to me. My whole body vibrates in the ecstasy of our joint arousal. I start lifting my derriere and bouncing my wetness on him because I need him as my cunt clenches on air. I feel his large length on my entrance, and I tense. I want it but if his fingers couldn't fit last night, does he want to try with the big guy?

"Relax, Aria. I won't penetrate you. Let me make you feel good. Do you trust me?"

Lust nods for me quickly. I trust this orc. With one hand he holds my lower back and secures me in place and with the other he kills me as he rubs his length on my bundle of nerves. It feels even better than his fingers. It's like it was made to rub me.

We are both slick and I am quivering not long after. I try to move but he has me secured in place and I can't get up. He increases his speed as I am shaking, and it sends my body even higher as my orgasm is elongated.

I am not even moaning anymore; I make sounds I've never heard before as even air gags me and I forget to breathe. I feel something gushing out of me.

"That's it, give it to me, sweet Aria."

"Oh, Igor. You...you make me feel so good." I manage to get out as I writhe on top of him, and he is now holding me steady with both hands and he is patting me as if to comfort me.

After a while my pants subside.

"You are the most beautiful creature I have ever encountered, Aria." He tells me as I lay there unmoving in his arms.

"And you..." I stopped when I realize I have no energy to speak.

"And me?" I hear the amusement in his voice.

"Can't talk. Exhausted. Satisfied."

I feel his chuckle and he continues soothing me.

After a while I lift my head. I just remembered he hasn't been satisfied. "You didn't get anything last night. I'm selfish..."

His brows furrow like he doesn't understand. "Aria, I got way more than I could have wished."

I stare at him because I don't believe him. "But you didn't—"

"Tasting you in my tongue, feeling you and having you giving me everything is better than anything I could have imagined. I am over the moon." His finger plays with my nose, and I smile.

I collect my legs and I lock his girth between my thighs again, right on my thigh gap and nestled on my cunt's lips. I see his tortured face again. "Can you get pleasure like this?" I move my behind and his other me jumps and he brushes against me in the most delicious way.

I gauge his reaction and I do it again and I start grinding myself on his length. His breath hitches.

Before long he has me held steady and he thrusts between my thighs, and I go wild as I rise again.

"You are perfect for me, Aria." He pants as he chases his own release with fast strokes. He growls in between his noises of pleasure and approval.

"Give me everything, Igor. I want it all." I mutter when his thrusts get jerky. He shoots his seed and it all lands on my cheeks and some of it spreads into my cheeks and lathers me down to my cunt. I feel some of it sliding on me, but I don't feel dirty or guilt. I feel satisfied and rewarded.

I never want to stop feeling this way. And I am even more certain, this is where I belong. In this orc's arms is where I was made to be.

"Come on, let's get up, you need to eat." I feel his lips connect with my forehead in the gentlest kiss before he places me on my back. He smiles down at me before he inspects my body with his eyes.

His gaze is still filled with desire but also possessiveness. My gaze follows his as he lingers where I am a mess. My own lips part. That is a lot. I have never seen that much.

He definitely is a different creature; Shepherd's seed was never much on the days when he landed it on my body instead of where it was supposed to go.

Igor gets up and he brings a towel and wipes me. He barely lets me do anything and go anywhere before he brings me bath water and he washed my body with the utmost tenderness. He really made me feel like I was his now and he was taking care of me.

We went back to our daily routine, and we stayed in bed all day in each other's arms when we weren't in the kitchen. Later at night, I lay my head on his arm, side by side and our hands are linked, and we move them around playfully and my legs is hooked over his.

"Aria..."

"Hm?"

"The wolf."

I lift my eyes to him.

"You never told me what happened."

I know what he wants to know. Why was I standing there? How I knew it won't harm me?

"I was going to throw out dirty water when I saw it standing there behind the trees. I don't know, Igor... Something about their eyes just looks familiar. I called them over and they slowly approached. It's just strange." I say. I'm not even sure if I'm making any sense. I hope he doesn't think I'm crazy.

"But it's still dangerous, Aria."

I know he speaks the objective truth, but I can't describe how I felt yesterday. So, I don't answer.

"Promise me you will be safe, far away next time you see it."

I swallow. He can't be serious. "Igor, I know you mean well, and I'm not saying I will go looking for it but perhaps if I got close to it, I'd know what is this I feel when I see it."

He pulls from me to almost stare me down in disbelief.

"Aria... you will not endanger yourself."

I rise, feeling frustrated and now I am the one who stares him down. "I won't run from it, Igor. You can't make me."

I see his face twist into more frustration before he sighs. "Okay, but I can't let you do that alone. I need to be there. I won't leave you alone with it."

I grit my teeth, but I guess that's as good as a compromise as any. I lay back down. "What if they are my spirit guide?" a smile finds its way into my face.

He shakes in a small chuckle. "Do humans have spirit guides?"

"I might. Maybe I am chosen for a great destiny." I say wistfully.

"That you are." He looks at me like he wants to say more and like he means more but he ends up kissing my lips. When he pulls from the kiss, I lean into it.

When I open my eyes, he has a serious expression on his face that causes me to furrow my brows. His face houses many emotions. Some of them I don't understand. Shame, regret?

"Igor, what's wrong?"

"I... have something to tell you."

"Is it bad, Igor? Why do you look like you are about to run out of this room and never come back to me again?"

He winces at that.

I see his throat bob as he swallows. "I am not from this realm, and in the summer, I am supposed to go back home when my banishment is over."

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