Chapter 24

"Oh, do you have to stay up manning the barrier?" she asked. She had let her guard down because she knew that she could always escape into Amir at any sign of danger, but what about Rex? If this was what they constantly had to face in this world then she understood why he was so drained.

"Actually no, I don't. As I said before, the pack can handle it and we can always leave," he said, relieving her of her concerns. "But is it really okay for me to sleep beside you?"

"Yeah, that's if you also don't mind. Just don't try to lick me again or I'll bite you. Have you actually trained your wolves to kill the crawlers?" she asked in awe. "That's so cool."

He stared at her with wide eyes and then suddenly smirked, his gaze turning heated the more he looked at her. His hand reached for his cloak as he begun to undress. "Is that a promise?" he asked.

"What?"

"That you'll bite me if I lick you." More clothes dropped to the floor but she couldn't look away. He maintained eye contact as he slowly pulled up the hem of his shirt.

"No! Get your mind out of the gutter!" she yelled, turning away a beat too late. She had already gotten a glimpse of his sinfully hot body; smooth pale skin stretched over his washboard abs and between his Adonis belt, a light dusting of gray hair trailed from his navel, disappearing down the waistband of his pants to... "I-I'm not talking to you anymore. Good night!"

Her heart was running a marathon as she berated herself, repeatedly telling herself not to take another look. She desperately tried to focus on something else and realised that the racket outside was actually starting to die down. She could hardly hear the roaring tornadoes and the fluttering wings of the locust monsters anymore.

She decided to ignore Rex who was climbing into bed behind her and closed her eyes, calming herself down. There were no pillows on the bed but it had been forever since she'd last slept in a proper bed—or any bed at all—so she quickly settled down, enjoying the feel of cool linen and soft fur. Suddenly, an imposing presence approached right behind her and her eyes flew open.

"You—" she begun but the words stuck in her throat as his delectable scent washed over her. Her breath quickened and she made a moot attempt to scoot away. Rex reached out and effortlessly pulled her up against him, her back flash against his bare chest.

He was all around her as he curled his larger frame around hers until all she could feel was him. His body temperature was much higher than hers as he spooned her, warming her back with his cock nestled against her ass. She felt as if she was dunked in melted chocolate as his scent seemed to seep through her skin.

Her nipples hardened, rubbing against her shirt with each breath she took and she was made painfully aware of her lack of underwear. He then blatantly buried his face in her hair and took deep unhurried breaths, his hot breath tickling her ear and the side of her neck.

"Wh-what?" she shrieked. "What a-are you t-trying to do? I told you n-not to try a-anything!"

"Relax, I won't lick you... though I truly wish that you would bite me, love. Please, do so whenever you want," he said, his deep voice against her ear. "I just... I really like your scent. You smell so fucking good." His lips barely grazed the shell of her ear but she couldn't help but tremble, her pussy dampening. "Mira, what do you think about my scent? Do you like it? Or perhaps, do you find it unpleasant?"

"N-no," she found herself saying, "I... I like it."

"You don't know how happy it makes me to hear you say that. Mira, you know what? You keep getting sweeter and sweeter, and it's driving me insane," he growled and his lips lightly brushed against the nape of her neck, his cock growing harder against her. "Can I hold you like this as you sleep?" She groaned and unconsciously ground her hips against him, wanting to do more than just cuddle. "Please?"

"Fine," she relented. "Just stop saying my name like that."

He chuckled and then growled quietly, she only caught it because the night had grown so silent. It was the sexiest sound she'd ever heard and it had her clit throbbing, slick wetting her thighs as she bit her lower lip. What was wrong with her?

"Mira," he growled her name, ignoring her plea, and she clamped her thighs together. "I could give you anything you want. Anything. But there's no way I could ever just stand back and watch if you were in danger," he whispered. "It will never happen." His right hand held onto her hip, shoving his leg between her soft thighs. "Now, allow me."

"Asshole," she cursed and he chuckled. "I don't need your protect—" A soft moan escaped her lips as he casually pressed his thigh up against her heated core, against her sensitive clit. She couldn't impede his movement at all and her inner walls clenched, begging to be filled.

"Are you squeezing your thighs together because you want it here?" he growled, pressing harder against her when her thighs clamped around his leg. The raw pleasure from her clit washed over her entire body and she covered her own mouth this time to muffle her moans.

"Do you like that?" he asked. "Gods... the crawlers won't kill me but you might. Where are you from, little female? What kind of orc are you?"

"Mmh?" Her hand was still on her mouth as she tried to shift away from the pleasure he was giving her. But she didn't budge as he held her firmly and lightly rubbed his leg against her, grazing her clit oh-so gently that she couldn't help but grind back in frustration.

"Ah, you're so cute. You want it like that?" He then rubbed her in the same spot, using the same pressure she'd just used, and didn't stop moving. Her eyes rolled back, her body shaking, pants soaking through, pressure coiling in her lower stomach.

"I can't tell what orc your are from your scent but... well, it doesn't matter because I can smell your need for me. You want me, don't you? Let me hear your sweet voice," he said, pulling her hand away from her mouth with his free hand, the other pulling her harder against his thigh, roughly grinding into her pussy.

And she climaxed, moaning loudly as she came harder than she ever did with her fingers alone. And he hadn't even taken her clothes off. "You take my pheromones so well. Mira, are you a dire wolf too?" he asked, placing a kiss behind her ear and more down her neck. "Let me lick you next time, okay?"