I lay on top of him after he finishes cleaning us up. Today we made a bigger mess than we normally do. But we are in each other's arms, and I am on top of him like always.

"So, do you forgive me for earlier?" he asks as his hands soothe me.

"Yes. I do." Then I elevate myself by my elbows. "But Igor, you have to try to not walk away when we need to be talking. I don't like it." I say honestly.

"I know, my love. I just never know what to do when you are angry at me. It makes me not know how to be rational."

I exhale. "Then you need to work on it. I want to be able to argue with you without fearing that you will disappear on me and return when my worry for you has exceeded my frustration. That's not okay, okay?"

He nods. "How are you the young one between us but you are so wise?" he smiles, and I grin at him.

"What can I say?" I shrug playfully.

There is silence for a moment before he breathes. "You can see the wolf, but if it makes the wrong move, I will hunt it and I will kill it."

My lips part.

"I mean it, Aria. If it even so much as scratches you, it's dead." He pauses. "But you can do your thing with it, I won't interfere."

"So, you'll leave us alone?"

"No."

I laugh. "You have control issues."

"They are not issues. It is just caution."

I kiss him and we sleep a few minutes after.

When we wake up in the morning, it is to the familiar standing giant against my wet center. I feel the effects of last night. My privates definitely feel like they were ravaged. I remember the hard strokes me gave and I can't help the clench.

"Have a sense of self preservation, dove." He says. I find his eyes on me when I lift my eyes to him. He looks like he has been awake for a while.

"How can I when the flashbacks of you plundering me are so delicious, orc?"

He shakes his head with a smirk. Then his face turns a little serious and houses a little concern. "How are you feeling. How sore are you?"

"I feel on top of the world, but I can still feel you inside me."

His cock twitches, now it's my turn to smirk.

"Don't even think it, dove." He warns with a stern expression.

"Think about what? I didn't do anything."

"Whatever your devious human mind is thinking, don't. You are sore and you will rest."

I start moving my cheeks up and down on his length, teasing his resolve. He flips me so fast I gasp when my back hits the bed.

"Igor." I giggle. "I am playing. You don't have to tackle me."

"Aria..."

"What? I thought you were a big bad orc." I start bucking my hips to tease his hard length that currently dangling and kissing my wetness. "Are you scared, Mr. Orc?"

He smirks then growls that low growl he does when he is paralyzed with hunger for me. "Aria I am trying to be considerate and careful with your delicate body."

"What do you say when a female wants to be satisfied, orc? Do you say no? Is that what they taught you in orc land, Sir Orc?"

"Aria... I..." I see his resolve slipping.

"Are you going to deny me what's mine, orc?"

He looks at me for a while then he says, "Dammit, Aria." Then he lowers himself and he buries himself between my legs. After I cum, I drink him up too.

He orders me to remain in bed and he brings us bath water. After we bath, we set out to make food.

I wince after a take a few steps. Okay, so maybe he was right. His hands wrap around me.

"Aria, are you okay?" I hear concern lace his voice, but I try to contain my discomfort.

"Igor, I'm fine."

He doesn't look like he's buying it. "Okay, walk so I can see you are fine."

My mouth opens. "You are joking, right?"

He releases me and goes to open the door and stands. "Okay, then prove it."

I stand and cross my arms on my chest because he is being ridiculous. When he doesn't move, I huff and walk. Okay, I limp. Damn his giant delicious cock.

He stops me and picks me up when I get to the door.

"Igor, put me down!"

"No, you are staying in bed today." He says sternly as he places me in bed.

"All because of what? A little discomfort?"

"No, I shouldn't have done it. I-"

"If you say I'm sorry, Igor, I'm gonna tackle you to this floor." I cut him off.

"I hurt you. Aria, you are limping because of me." I hear the regret in his voice.

I grunt and I grab his face and I pull it closer to me. "Listen, you brute of an orc. I would repeat last night again and again. I don't know why you are worried about this. I am not hurt. I am better than better. And you need to get over it because you will give it to me again."

He looks at me incredulously.

"I hope that look doesn't mean you were thinking of denying me, orc. Because I won't stand it."

I see his exasperation. "Aria, why are you like this?" he smiles.

"Like what?"

"So...daring, and fearless, and alluring and so beautiful?"

"You fault me cause I'm beautiful and I desire you all the time?"

"Yes." he says with a straight face, and I laugh.

"Silly orc." I pull his face to me, and I give him a fat kiss. He shakes his head.

"Okay, but I'm not sick, orc. I am walking on my own and I am making us food."

He sighs and stands to his full length, and I get off the bed. I walk to the kitchen, and he stays next to me.

"You know I'm thinking about expanding the house in the summer. We need more space. Maybe a lounging area and a bigger kitchen with a better storage space." He says as he whisks the eggs.

"Hm, that's a great idea. It would be nice to have a seating area. Maybe I can finally get back to writing with a space for a desk."

"Do you need to write again?"

"It would be nice to do it again. I used to like it."

"Recite to me one of the poems you used to write."

"I said no before."

"Come on, dove. What are you scared of? It's just me."

I side-eye him. "No. They were all really sad and often angry. I'll recite to you when I pen something happy."

"You should. I'll get you books."

I stop buttering the corn bread. "Are you still refusing to take me with to your human friend."

Igor finally told me about the farmer in the east of the city who is his friend who gives me all the supplies we can't access here. He says the man is discreet and hasn't outed him to others and it has made me very curious about this man.

What's more interesting is that he says he knew the man's father and grandfather before and they are the people he has had any kind of relationship with. I feel like there is more he isn't saying but I choose to let him have some of his secrets.

But many things intrigue me about him and this man. Like how he always goes in the dead of the night, and I wish I could meet this person who has been generous with my male.

"No. I don't want to take that chance, dove."

"I mean, if he's as discreet as you say." I shrug. I want to see how much he can tell me today about this mystery man.

"You are his queen, and I am not putting you or him in that situation. He has been a good acquaintance, but I don't trust anyone where your safety and wellbeing are concerned." He is firm in his response and doesn't miss a beat as he dumps the eggs and vegetable mix in the pan oiled with bone marrow butter.

"I'm just curious. Doesn't he ask questions about why you are doing so many supply runs than before?"

"He is, but he knows better than to pry." I hear the darkness underlying his words.

I nod.

"So, what kind of writing sheets do you want, a book or you would also like a scroll?"

"A book is fine. At least everything is in one place. Scrolls take up too much space."

"Then a book is what you will get." He says. "I can't wait to see what you write."

"Maybe I'll write one about all the things you do to my body." I wiggle my eyebrows as I pick the plate so he can plate the finished eggs.

He chuckles. "Now that I want to read. Maybe you can read one to me as I do those things." He leans down and kisses my lips in a lingering kiss. My body hums.

We have breakfast, and around noon the wolf comes back. This time Igor keeps his distance, but not before telling her, "Watch yourself. I will skin you alive if you harm her." Then he sat back on the porch as me and Wolfie just sat there. It wasn't everything but it was progress, and I am proud of it.