“I will give you a bath everyday then. If it makes you smile.” Mol winks on a grin and his surly nature is a fun juxtaposition to this playful Daddy side. The nurturing warmth coming from this hulking beast warms my heart and makes me swoon.
His power and possessive protection have released a more vulnerable part of me. The little girl that I shut away when the world changed. The little girl who lost her parents, had to make a life of her own or give in to the negativity of a world on fire.
The scent of the fire mixes with the steam, a soft humming emanating from under the massive wooden tub. White woven towels hang on hooks against the rough wood planks of the far wall.
I’m shaky on my legs as I stand, Mol holding my hand as I step into the hot water.
“Oh. My. God. This is everything. I never want to leave.”
“You won’t.” Mol says as he steps in after me, the water splashing up and over the edge as his massive body displaces the heated liquid.
I hiss and wince as the water hits my battered girl zone, and Mol looks upset.
“I am sorry. It will get better. Your body will adjust. I will lick you to sooth you, would you like that?”
“No.” He looks hurt. “I mean yes, I would like that, Daddy, but maybe right now the bath is best.”
“Agreed.” He dips a hand under the water and slides it up my thigh before slowly stroking my folds with a single thick finger. “I can pet you though. I need to keep touching you.”
I let my head rest on his chest as he pulls me next to him. He toys and swirls around my clit until I’m on the edge again. This entire day has been crazy. My body aches where Mol has left his bite marks but I have a confusing pride knowing he’s marked me.
“Holy heck.” I wiggle against his finger, my nipples tingling tight as Mol watches me intently. His eyes are hungry, deeper red now as he leans forward and kisses my lips, my orgasm quivering through me, and I wonder if this could all be some very intense hallucination.
The muscle in his upper arm moves as he works his finger lower, teasing my battered entrance but all of a sudden, the pain doesn’t matter anymore. His face is hard, lips thick and brow tight, dark hair pulled back, secured in that leather band. He’s sexy. Handsome in an orc sort of way, but there’s no mistaking the feelings I have for him. No matter how much I try to convince myself otherwise.
What will my parents say when I tell them I’ve been claimed by an orc? Probably bred with his child as well. He filled me with so much bareback orc spunk, I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m pregnant now.
That thought makes my lower belly flutter and my brain feels foggy. He lifts his hand from the water, maneuvering me so my head tips back into the water, my body supported by his knees.
“Close your eyes, baby. I will not let you go.”
“I believe you.” I say as I let my eyes flutter shut. “I want to go back to the festival though. I need to see about my bus. And my friends.”
The things I left behind come streaming back. I’ve been lost in this crazy orc fantasy and ignored real life for long enough.
Still, do I believe I am Mol’s mate?
Yes, I do. But, that doesn’t mean my life before now meant nothing. Means nothing.
“If it is important to you, little one, Daddy will make sure you get what you want. As long as you are not in danger. I will give you everything.”
Floating on the water, I feel the distinct hardness of his cock against my back. I peek through my heavy lids and see the most magical sight.
The entire tub is glowing. Lit from below by hisdick.
“This whole glowing thing,” I say, giving him a grin. “Sort of anET phone homevibe, only dirtier. And bigger.”
“Who is this ET?”
“Oh, another creature that came from the sky. Only, he went back home.”
“You are my home now, Selthe, and I am yours. Wherever we are, we will have each other. This I promise you.”
“One thing, my name…”
He tips his head, the ridge of his nose creasing. “You will tell me your name now that I’ve fucked you, fed you, bathed you…this is a good idea. Patience is not my best quality, but I tried, for you.”
“You did very well, Daddy. My name is Raven.”