Page 28 of To Love A Monster
I couldn’t help but smirk as Daegon gently removed himself and flipped me over to my belly, his hand guiding my hips as I felt him at my entrance. “Take me, Daegon. Let them all know that I am your mate.” I purred as he buried his cock deep inside me. He leaned over as his body enveloped mine, his hair falling around me like a blanket as I felt his hot breath on my neck. I loved how deep he could go when he took me from behind, my arousal dripping onto the furs as my cunt milked his cock.
“My mate. My sweet Aylin.” He whispered as his movements slowed, his hand gripping my breast as I felt the pleasure growing again. “Are you ready for my seed?”
“Yes.” I whimpered as he stilled his movements, his cocked twitching inside me as I pushed against him, wanting him to move again. “Daegon, please—I am so close. Please do not keep me waiting. Please do not tease me, I want it!”
Daegon gently pumped his hips, the slight movement causing me to cry out so loud everything around me became blurry. My entire body shook as I felt his hot seed spill inside me, my cunt feeling full as the remnants ran down my legs. Daegon growled as he met his release, his body gently resting atop mine as he placed small kisses along my shoulders.
“Soon, your belly will grow with our child, my love.” My body relaxed into his as we rested against the warm furs, my legs trembling as I snuggled into his chest. I sighed as I felt his cock grow hard against my stomach, his stamina enough to impress any seasoned warrior.
“I need to rest for just a moment, Daegon. I fear I am not as strong as you.”
“Rest for as long as you need my love, we have plenty of time.”
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My body felt heavy as I awoke alone in my bed of furs, my naked body bursting out in goosebumps as I sat up to see Daegon sitting by the large fire in the middle of our tiny home.
“Daegon, are you ill?” I asked as I slipped from the bed and sat on his lap, his arms engulfing me as he tenderly kissed my lips. I could see his thoughts were heavy, but my mate sometimes held his tongue rather than speak his true feelings. He never wanted me to worry, but I hated when he withheld his feelings from me.
“My thoughts got away from me. I do not want to worry you with them.” I scoffed at his words since he knew I cared, not if he burdened me with his thoughts. “You are so small, and frail compared to a female orc, my love. What if carrying our child is hard for you? What if I lose you in childbirth like Ievis lost his mate all those years ago? Aylin if, I lost you—” I placed my fingers on his lips to silence his words, my heart aching as a tear slowly ran down his cheek.
“Those thoughts are just your fears, Daegon. Carrying our child will not cause my death, I promise.”
“You cannot promise that. I would rather plunge my dagger into my heart than live one day without you, my love.” His words scared me since they reminded me of my mother’s warning about our bond turning poisonous. I knew in my heart that our bond would never become so dark, twisted, and fueled by hatred.
“You will not lose me, Daegon. I will do all I can to ensure my life and our unborn child's life are safe.”
“I am being foolish, forgive me?” Daegon kissed my forehead, his hand reaching for a small bowl of goat ribs. “Eat this. Mother brought it over as you slept. She said that most of the females of this tribe have been coyly trying to speak to Soryn. Father has now demanded that all females stay clear of the blacksmith unless they request Halla’s services.” I laughed at the thought of all the females of the village gathering at the Blacksmith hut.
“Soryn is not like other men of the village or Fairhorn.”
“It would be dangerous if he were to find a mate, but I doubt a man such as him could ever feel love for another.” I furrowed my brow as I looked up at him, Soryn had been a monster in his past, but he was now paying for his sins. Others often called me naive in my thinking, but I felt that everyone deserved to be loved and to love another.
“What did Soryn do that was so bad, that he became unworthy of love? Yes he had a hatred towards orcs and killed many in battle, but is he not here now, trying atone for them?”
Daegon sighed as he ran his hand over his face, something he only did when the conversation annoyed him. However, I felt I had a right to know who Soryn was in his past. Soryn refused to speak of it, fearing it would deepen his curse.
“All I know of him is through stories passed down from one family to another. Stories of murder and merciless actions against Orcs. Before the great Chief Hazras took his human mate and united us, men hated orcs and we hated them just as equally. My ancestors had to constantly train for war, fearing it would happen at any moment, and one night as many families slept, a young Prince snuck into the village and burned them all alive. Those that fled he struck them down with his powerful sword. After that massacre, the orcs of the surrounding villages could no longer just hide away and train; they gathered their forces and marched on the Kingdom of Fyelya. The war waged on longer than anyone could have imagined, but the stories I heard from my great grandfather was that Soryn killed as many Orcs as he could, his body and hair constantly stained with our blood. He did not just kill those on the battlefield; he would sneak away and kill the women and children who were left defenseless and alone! Because of him, we started training our females in the art of the sword and war! He was a cruel, heartless man, Aylin. No, I do not believe he is worthy of love.”
His words were heavy as he gently moved me from his lap and stood, his hands resting on his hips as I could feel the tension in the air. I set my bowl aside and approached him, his body relaxing under my touch as I ran my hands along his muscular stomach and rested them on his hips.
“I never meant to bring up such horrible memories, my love.”
“They are not my memories. Just know that Soryn is only here to atone for what he did to my people. I stand by what I said before. I do not believe he is worthy of love.” He turned away as I sighed and rested my head against his back, my hands slowly moving downward as I felt his cock grow hard against my touch.
“Enough talk of Soryn. I am craving more of you.” I whispered as he turned to face me, his gaze growing dark and full of lust. “Daegon!” I gasped as he lifted me, his hands gripping my tights as he brought my cunt to his face, my legs going around his neck as my hands tangled into his hair.
His tongue ran slowly over my folds as I began to buck my hips against his mouth, my back arching as he gently slid his finger inside me. “You are in my complete control like this, Aylin. My sweet mate. Please tell me what you want. Do you want more of my mouth or my cock?”
“I want your cock.” Daegon lowered me to our bed when the words slipped from my lips, his mouth enveloping my breast as he slowly moved his body over mine. A shiver ran down my body as Daegon ran the tip of his cock along my folds, his tongue flicking my lips as the teasing ensued.
Our eyes locked as he slowly pushed himself into me, his forehead resting on mine as the lust in our eyes was replaced with love. “Why have you stopped?”
“If I move, my seed will spill inside you.” He whispered against my ear, his warm breath making my skin break out in goosebumps. A blush ran over my cheeks as Daegon moved my legs over his arms, my hips rising from the bed as his movements became slow and deep. “I love looking at you like this, completely under the control of my cock.”
“Fill me, Daegon! Fill me with your seed!”
