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There was a knock on the door before it opened, and I glanced over my shoulder to see Granite poke his head inside.
“Hurry up, close the door behind you. Don't let too much out.” Grinning at him, I appreciated his calm demeanor. As he closed the door behind him, I was glad he had listened to Kit and arrived alone.
Nodding at the stew, I said, “Last few hours need as much heat as possible, and constant stirring. I was hoping you'd help keep me company?”
It had been a long while since I'd worried about what to wear. Based on how he glanced down at my short-shorts and his gaze lingered on my tank top, I picked well.
“Only partially true. There was another reason I sent Kit to find you. I...” Gulping down my nervousness, I said, “I want to know... can I kiss you Granite?”
Granite's eyes widened, and darted around the room. “Umm, I don't know. I have never been asked that before.”
“If you would like to try kissing, with me... come over here by the stove, and I'll kiss you. If you don't want to try, or aren't sure, that's fine too.” My heart fluttered, and I steeled against the possibility he didn't want that, didn't want me. I'd rather know outright. Stumbling over my words a little, I said, “I've wanted to kiss you for a while, and didn't know... felt it was best to ask before just...” The heat crept up my face, and down my neck, warmer than the stove.
Granite casually moved over to me. “I don't think I could back down if it is something you wanted, I have kind of felt the same about you. But with everything else going on, I was distracted.” He paused about a foot away, making eye contact with me, and my mouth watered in anticipation.
His frame was slimmer than mine, but that was likely because he was half elf, and half orc. Now that we were so close, I noted we were roughly the same height. He seemed to take the heat of the stove well, not shying away.
Leaning forward, I kissed his soft and inviting lips. He leaned into the kiss, and took a half step closer. “I think I liked that Day. I would not be opposed to doing that again.”
I couldn't help grinning. Pulling him closer with my free arm, I kissed him with more fervor, exploring his mouth with my tongue. Toward the end of the kiss, I bit at his lips, and pulled him against my body, our forms fitting together well, both of our breathing ragged.
Pitching my voice gravelly, I said, “For the record, I really liked that, and want more.”
Glancing at the door, he leaned into me, and made eye contact again. His red eyes, fierce brow, set jaw, his whole focus on me made my breath catch.
“This is all new to me, but I am willing to learn.” He kissed me back and bit at my lips. Good, a quick learner.
“Kit will make sure we aren't disturbed. I told her if you came to visit me, to guard the door. She's got my back. Since this all new to you... allow me.” Grabbing his shirt, I swung him around, and pushed him against the wall, kissing him hard this time.
He whimpered, and it made my insides heat up with desire.
“Granite, I need you to stir. I'm trusting you to not fuck up my stew. You okay with that? I want to do things to you and need both my hands.” Pressed up against him, I felt his erection starting and I had to resist grabbing it. We had time and I didn't want to scare him off.
“I can stir, if you want.” He took the wooden spoon from my hand, lingering on my fingertips, and he dutifully stirred.
Leaning my whole body into him, pressing him fully against the wall, grinding myself into him, teasing his hardening erection, every reaction made me want to rip his clothes off. He whimpered as his eyes crossed. “Good boy, keep stirring. You have two jobs. Stir, and tell me if you don't want something.”
“Understood.” His reply was breathy.
Both my hands on his neck, I pulled his face toward mine and kissed him, deep and hard, and he responded with the same passion, mimicking my moves. A little moan escaped me and a deep growl issued from his throat.
“I love that sound. I'm gonna make you growl.” Letting my hands roam, over his clothes for now, I kissed along his jaw, down his throat, and over to his ear. He was covered in sweat from the heat of the kitchen, and his skin was deliciously salty. I nibbled his ear, and sucked on it, listening for reactions, and what he liked. The suck gained a small thrust of his hips, and I whimpered into his ear.
His growl was softer this time, but turned me on all the same.
All these clothes were in my way. I wanted access to his dick, and his skin, and I guess it's only fair to get naked myself before ridding him of his.
Taking a half step back, I crossed my arms, and pulled my tank top off in one move, next pulled my shorts off. Glancing at his face, his hungry gaze made my heart race.
Slipping my underwear off, and finally my sports bra, I stood before him naked and felt awkward. My green skin held many scars, and I was so obviously stronger than him – something many men didn't appreciate in a woman. But he reached down, and grabbed my ass with a firm grip and pulled me into him again – kissing me hard like I'd just kissed him, and my insides lit on fire.
Taking my time, I removed his shirt, kissing his chest, licking each scar I found, and admiring his compact form. Removing his loose pants, and finally his underwear, my breath caught again.
“Granite, your body is exquisite.”
He flexed a little, and grinned at me.
It was easy to see the elf in his body, so much more sculpted and refined. But I loved it, so different from the average orc. And his dick was impressive, a small drop of precum already formed at his tip. It bounced at full attention as he shifted from foot to foot.
“I mean it, Granite. I can't wait to see what your body can do.” I ran my fingertips from his collar bones down to his thighs. “Are you okay with how fast I'm moving?”
“Yes. I want more. But... um... Day, I... um... I mean can you... I'm sorry. I am not practiced in this conversation.”
“Can I get pregnant? If that's what you are trying to ask, as a deity I have to do a ritual to try for a child, and it is a choice for me, and I have never preformed the ritual. I'm also immune to diseases. Perks to go with the power I guess? Does that... sound okay to you?”
“I want you, and yes.”
His direct words, and the desire in his voice made my knees go weak, which hadn't happened in a very long time. Leaning into him, rubbing my naked form against his, we both moaned.
Kissing my way down his tight torso, I knelt before him. His expression told me he wasn't sure what I was doing and I grinned up at him. Keeping eye contact, I licked the tip of his cock and was gratified as it jumped. Swirling my tongue around his tip, he gasped and whimpered. Brushing his balls as I grabbed the shaft, making him moan was so satisfying.
Glancing at his hand over the stew, I said, “Keep stirring.”
He nodded. With his free hand, he caressed my cheek, and tucked hair behind my ear. His touch was sure, but tender. I could get used to that.
“Granite, tell me I can explore your body.”
“Do whatever you want to me, Penki.”
He remembered my birth name, and said it with tenderness. I'm gonna make him cum so hard. Reaching into my cupboard, I pulled out the fresh container of coconut oil, and grabbed a pile of the semi solid lubricant. Leaning into his legs, pressing my breasts into him, I wrapped my arms around his firm ass. Rubbing down his crack, my fingers focusing on his hole, I allowed my mouth to linger at his tip, teasing him.
Taking his cock into my mouth in one quick move, I got used to his length and girth. All the while, I concentrated on my fingertips relaxing his hole little by little.
“I have no idea what you are doing to me, but keep going.”
Slipping his hard cock deeper into my throat, relaxing my reflexes, and enjoying his deep gravelly moan, I worked a fingertip into his tight hole, and felt his cock jump in my throat.
Slowly, I began to move my head just right to allow the smoothest stroke along his cock, working my tongue along the underside. Even more slowly, I worked my finger into him, and searched for his special spot, finding it in a few strokes.
His moan was full of surprise, as he closed his eyes and threw his head back.
In earnest, I sucked his cock, getting it as deep in my throat as I could, and meeting the same rhythm with my finger. His hips thrust a little, obviously he was trying to be careful. Each curl of my finger drew another whimper out of him.
“Day... I am close... to cumming.”
Slowly, I withdrew his cock, and grinned up at him. “Good, but not yet.” Curling my finger a twice more, reluctantly I withdrew my finger. His breath was ragged, and he attempted to take a slow breath to calm down, but as I stood up, I slid my body against him – our sweat intermingled and made us slick.
Quickly stepping away to clean my hands, I pondered how I wanted him next. Shifting the table beside the stove, I took the spoon from him, and said, “Lay down on your back, and I'll give you the spoon back. Good boy.” His dick jumped with praise, and my guts tightened against the desire inflamed in me.
Once he was settled on his back, one arm behind his head as a pillow, he took the spoon from my hand, and continued to stir.
Climbing onto the table, I grinned down at him. I'd insisted on this sturdy table because I knew I might need it for activities one day.
“I'm going to ride you hard, unless you object?”
“I want you Penki. No objection.” His voice was full of desire, and he whispered my name, setting my own desire even higher.
“I love how you say my name.” Straddling him, leaning forward over him, my hair coming undone and hanging in tendrils almost touching his torso.
“My goddess, you are so beautiful above me.” His words made me melt.
Positioning myself, his hard cock right at my entrance, I lowered myself onto him in one swift move and his chin jutted up, head thrown back, and a mixture of groan and whimper escaped him.
“Stir Granite.”
His hand moved again, but the rest of him was motionless, breath held against the pleasure.
Shifting my hips forward and up, and back down enveloping him completely, his free hand snapped to my thigh and grabbed the flesh, urging me faster.
Through gritted teeth, he said, “You feel so good.”
Rocking on top of him, finding a rhythm that worked for us, his hips thrusting up, my toes curled and a low moan escaped me. You know what, fuck anyone who's offended.
Reaching behind me, I gently played with his balls and his back arched with pleasure. My other hand traversed up to my breast, and flicked my own nipple, and down my belly toward my clit.
Trial by fire, let's see how he handles this. Teasing my clit just how I liked it, I tensed my muscles around his cock and took great pride in the growls issuing from him. Rocking over him, caressing my clit, I raced toward my climax and my eyes snapped open when he flicked my nipple.
Our eyes locked and I rode him harder as we both climbed toward climax. Quicker than I expected, I crested and moaned, rubbing my clit directly to intensify the pleasure. “Granite, oh Granite”
“Goddess Penki,” his voice so full of desire I arched my back at the last convulsions of my orgasm passed.
“I'm so close, Penki.”
Rocking faster, focusing on matching his rhythm, both of my hands on his sweat covered chest to steady myself. The sweat dripped down my own body, and it felt so good to finally get sweaty with him. This was better than I'd daydreamed. His face relaxed slightly, and he covered his mouth, stiffing a cry of pleasure as he came inside me, his cock pulsing with pleasure.
Slowing my rocking to be still, allowing him time to relax, I waited for a cue from him that it was okay to move. His cock was still hard, and suddenly the heat rose in my face again. Could he... go again? Was this is normal? The fun to be had discovering his limits.
Tensing my muscles around his cock, his whole body jumped, and his eyes snapped open.
Grinning down at this beautiful man completely undone, and stirring my stew, in more ways than one, I wanted to know all the ways to make him react. “You kept stirring. Thank you.”
“I didn't dare stop.”
Keeping my hips pressed against him, his cock inside me, I leaned down and whispered into his ear, “Good boy.” And his cock twitched inside me, making me gasp.
“Here's my question Granite. Do you want more? You feel ready for more to me.” I tensed my muscles around him again, and his whole body jumped again. “Maybe it is in the over stimulation stage for you?”
“Maybe, pause for now? I... oh...” His eyes rolled back in his head as I slowly rose, and his free hand snapped to my hip, and held me in place – his cock half exposed to the heat of the kitchen, half in me. Pressing my hip down, back onto him, his moan was so desperate I involuntarily tensed my muscles around him and he cried out.
He whispered, “Stay, for now.”
His desire made me want him all over again, a new discovery.
After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and gazed into mine. “Some of my training has appeared to paid off. This was a possibility, and-”
Testing if he was overstimulated, I ground my hips in a circle and tensed my muscles. His whole body arched, and I had never wanted to tease someone more than in this moment.
Beyond caring, my voice full of desire, coming out gravelly, I said, “Granite, your reaction just now makes me want to fuck you so hard.”
The growl this time was deep in his chest, rumbling his whole torso, reaching down into his cock and I cried out at the vibrations, instantly foggy brained and panting. What did he just do?
“Your glossy eyes, and panting make me want to fuck you.” He growled again, and shifted his hips upward, making contact with my gspot just as the vibrations reached me and my world exploded in pleasure, a second orgasm catching me by surprise.
His voice was tender, but so confident, as he said, “I have never seen someone so beautiful as you cumming for me, Goddess.”
Whimpering, lost in the post climax fog, I just nodded and tried to catch my breath.
“Do you want to pause?”
Without hesitation, I ground my hips into him, and tensed my muscles around him, setting up a rhythm. Every time I tensed, his growl vibrated deep in me and we were both lost in pleasure, building toward something new.
“You are awfully quiet, Penki.” His voice was under control and I couldn't speak. How was his voice so controlled? That growl was the best thing I'd ever felt.
His hips thrust upward timed with my tensing muscles, and even though I was on top he controlled me. Letting go, allowing him to take over, I was lost in bliss.
Already very close to another orgasm, eyes closed, barely staying upright over him, steadying myself, his free hand caressed my belly and moved down to my slit. Gently exploring, brushing against my very eager clit, my whole body tensed.
“Cum for me, Goddess Penki.”
And I did, so hard my world was nothing but pleasure, and his body against mine, his cock inside me, and the aroma of the stew permeated everything.
Slowly loosing the fight with gravity, I leaned forward, cuddling into his torso, and allowed myself to go limp on top of him for a moment. But realizing how heavy I probably was, I rallied, only to discover he had wrapped his free around around me, holding me in place on top of him.
“I like you right there. Seems you might need some time to recover.” His voice held amusement, and my insides flopped.
“You're not wrong.” Resting my forehead on his shoulder, I took deep breaths, calming myself. “Granite, in my tribe we have a tradition. We mark a mate we claim, and what it means is if you mess with my claimed mate, you mess with me – someone has this person's back. It is a promise, but not exactly a commitment. A first step, meaningful intimacy. Can I please... give you a hickey as a mark?”
“If it is important to you, and you want to claim me, yes, mark me.”
“Where do you want the hickey?”
“Is there significance to the placement?”
“Personal preference for this stage. It's considered a big show of intimacy and the first mark is more for the couple to solidify their intent. By marking you, I promise to be faithful to you until the mark is gone. Which I'm more than willing to commit to.”
“Mark me wherever you want, Penki.”
Shifting around, kissing his shoulder, and moving toward his collar bone, I chose a tender spot, and sucked hard on his skin, purposely below his usual collar line. A deep green and purple hickey beamed at me when I pulled away and my heart melted a little. I'd always wanted to find someone I willingly marked.
“May I... mark you?”
My heart sank a little. “I don't know. I want you to try to mark me, but...” How does one explain this? “When I ascended, gained my full powers, my skin took on toughed aspects. I have been practicing lowering my defenses for such an intimate moment. But I don't know if I can suppress my powers, no matter how much I want to.”
“I can try?”
“Yes.”
“Where do you want me to try?”
His cock had slowly gotten softer, and just now it slipped out, making me whimper. His arm hugged me tighter.
“My neck, is my softest skin I think. And I like the idea of it being visible.”
He nodded, and pulled my neck toward his mouth, and licked his way to a spot.
Concentrating on my own desire for a mark, willing myself to lower my defenses for Granite, knowing how much I wanted this, I focused on the feel of his mouth on me, and the suction he applied.
Closing my eyes, I waited for him to pull away and tell me it hadn't worked.
“Penki, you are marked by me. I have your back. I'll come to your rescue if you ever need it again.”
My insides melted, and my eyes stung. “I...” Verklempt, I shook my head. “I'm so glad you listened to Kit, and visited me tonight. I'll make sure the ship stays safe, while you take the Dragonfly Company to kick Lucan's ass. I'll rescue you if you ever need it. Just... promise me you're gonna do everything you can to... come back?”
“You are the second person to tell me to be more careful. I hear you. I'll come back, because I want to learn all the ways to make you moan, Goddess Penki.”
“I'm looking forward to learning all your ins and outs too, Granite.”