My female loves me?

Love?

I feel as if struck by lightning.

Drew gives me a secret smile and I watch as she moves and sits down beside Miranda. The two females have become fast friends. My Bride appears comfortable in our small cabin with Kelt, Urdan, my father, and my brother crowding the space. She thought nothing of inviting them all inside and sharing our food with them. Warmth flares in my chest at my animated female, surrounded by the beings I care most about in the world. She fits here perfectly.

My Bride is a human without family. She tried to tell me this, but I wasn’t properly listening. Her best friend lived across the country and lots of the humans she was friendly with were on the internet, but no one lived close. Community was what she craved all along.

And it’s obvious she isn’t afraid of orcs or holds any resentment towards my species. In fact I think she finds orcs fascinating and enjoys learning more about our culture and customs. And she truly loves our offspring and I suspect if she were pregnant again with another son, she’d be thrilled to expand our family.

Images flash in my mind of the both of us in bed naked at the hotel. I’d finished in her for the last time and held her tight. The crush of her breasts against my chest and her soft legs between mine were intoxicating, as well as the knowledge that she was covered in my scent. I’d found my Bride and wasn’t letting go. And I remember getting hotter and more and more agitated. Growls rumbled in my chest and I held her tighter—too tight—becoming fearful that I’d lose this amazing female. I’d given her my seed and I knew my son was growing in her womb that very moment and instincts kicked in hard. Suddenly I see it so clearly. I did begin a half-awake litany of how I’d kidnap her, toss her in my truck and drive her to the commune and keep her locked away in my cabin until she chose to stay. It had seemed the only way. Then I must’ve passed out and not remembered any of that until now.

Dammit. I did scare her and push her away. I did. I’m a wild orc with primitive instincts barely restrained, of course I threatened to kidnap her when I was half asleep and under the influence of the initial rush of her pheromones. It’s all my fault she felt compelled to leave and I’ve been blaming her solely for our separation. I’m lucky she’s been this patient with me and didn’t kick me out of the cabin three days ago.

I let out a roar of frustration.

Drew glances my way from across the room and her brow furrows. “Whelan, what’s wrong?”

I blink. “Father, I need to be alone with my Bride. I have suddenly realized I made a monumental error and I need to fix it right away.”

He chuckles. “Finally. It’s about time.” He stands and motions for his Bride and they start talking and make plans.

Urdan shuts off the TV. “We’re leaving,” he announces.

Kelt turns off the music.

“But I want more candy,” Even whines.

Rogan and Miranda take the babies from a confused Drew. “What’s happening?”

I walk toward my female on the way to the kitchen. “Go and pack a bag for the twins, they’re leaving for a few nights.”

“Why?”

“Do it,” I order.

“Jeez, what’s wrong with him?” I hear Drew question from behind me as I march over to the fridge and begin packing a cooler with bottles of breast milk. I will need a few days alone with her to get this all out. The babies have to go and will need their supplies while I am busy pleasuring their mother.

It’s takes longer than I’d like, but soon everyone is out in front of the cabin, loading into the carts. Bags of baby supplies are piled in the back of each cart as well as a folded mobile crib. Bran is carried by Miranda in one cart and Kelt and Urdan follow behind with Owen. Even is now content with a large bag of candy in his arms. They pull away and wave goodbye.

And then we are alone.

Drew stamps a foot on the ground in frustration. “What is this all about? Why are the boys staying with your father and Miranda? What was so important that we had to end Halloween early?”

I grab both of her hands and look deep into her eyes. “I’ve realized that you were right. I did threaten to kidnap you. I was half awake and losing my mind and I would never have carried out those plans, but you didn’t know that. I can see why you left. You felt you needed to leave to remain safe from me.”

She squeezes my hands. “You finally remember?”

“I do, and I’m sorry I didn’t believe you. That was wrong but it was hard for me to believe I would do such a thing, but I did. Again, I am sorry that I behaved that way. It was never my intention.”

“And remember, Whelan, it wasn’t my intention to take the boys from you. I thought my birth control was going to work. I thought we were having a human one-night stand. I want to apologize to you again for putting you through all that heartache, not knowing what was happening to Bran and Owen for a whole year. That night with you was important to me, but…”

I lift one of her hands and give it a kiss. “It is over now. I will leave it behind and I hope you will too. I thought that night was the best night of my life. That’s what I’m going to focus on. I lost my virginity that night. I fell in love. And I started my sons with the woman I love.”

“You fell in love? Oh, Whelan. I love you too. I love you so much. I wasn’t ready at first for any of that commitment to a stranger and it took time for me to come around. My commitment to you was slow to build but now that it’s there, it’s rock solid. You’ve got me, forever. Earlier tonight I was thinking to myself that I’d like to ask you to be my husband.”

“I would be honored to be your husband, Drew. Will you stay with me at the commune, living with me at my hearth as Drew Overlook, raising our sons together?”

“Yes.”

I sweep her into my arms and carry her inside our cabin, to our bedroom. I pluck off her witch hat and start stripping out of my own clothes. “I will take care of your needs,” I inform her, because the scent of her arousal in so very strong.

Soon I’m entirely naked. I look up and see that she’s been watching me with rapt attention, her gaze seeming focused on my shaft. I reach down and stroke my thick, leaking cock so she can see what I have ready for her.

“Oh Whelan,” she moans. “I’ve missed you so much. Only you.”

I grin, loving the idea that after our one encounter I ruined her for anyone else.

I reach forward to remove her clothes.

“No,” she exclaims. “I’m worried you’ll tear something. Give me a second and I’ll take it all off.”

Then it’s my turn to watch in wonder as my gorgeous Bride removes every bit of clothing. She was wearing tight black leggings, a dark t-shirt and shoes she referred to as “Uggs.” Now it is all gone, down to lacy black underwear. I growl in appreciation. The flare of her hips, the perfect softness of her flat stomach and the curve and heft of her breasts are all on display. Her ass is utter perfection. And I want it all in my hands and under my tongue.

Then she removes the underwear and she’s entirely naked. The dark tuft of hair between her thighs is visible and highly erotic.

She giggles as I toss her onto the bed. I push her thighs wide and my head is at her core in moments. I remember everything she likes. I know exactly how to touch her already to bring the most pleasure. My tongue licks her wet heat and then finds her clit and I’m on it like never before, reminding her of what we had before.

“Oh my god,” she cries out and grabs onto my horns, “right there, just like that. You’re amazing, Whelan. Amazing.”

I chuckle and word harder.

In a surprisingly short amount of time she’s writhing on the bed and screaming out her release. Then she falls back onto the bed. “I need you inside of me.”

I cover her with my body and my hips are between her splayed thighs. I don’t even need to move my cock, it’s so hard it finds it’s home immediately. “Drew,” I moan. “This time when I fill you with my seed, if you become pregnant you are staying.”