The Dungeon in the wall: Book 4 by B. B. Hartwich

Author:B. B. Hartwich [Hartwich, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7 - Treasure.

As Jonas stepped into the cozy guest bedroom that Mor had discreetly shown him earlier, he let out a long, weary sigh. It had been an especially taxing day in the forest of Fetalia, and all he really wanted to do was collapse onto the bed and catch a few winks before then next challenges began. The moment his aching body made contact with the soft straw filled mattress, however, exhaustion instantly overwhelmed him, and he let out a contented groan as he surrendered to the sweet embrace of slumber.

His peaceful rest was abruptly interrupted by the gentle yet insistent knocking on the door. Jonas grumbled in confusion, still half-asleep, and rolled over onto his back, blinking blearily at the ceiling. The knocking persisted, growing louder and more urgent with each passing second. Finally, he sat up with a start, realizing that it must be Mor, come to collect him for the Orc wedding night ritual. He glanced down at his rumpled clothes and quickly smoothed out his wrinkled pants before calling out, "Just a moment!"

The door creaked open slowly, and there she stood: Mor, resplendent in her Orc armor, a beaming smile lighting up her beautiful face. "Hello, Husband," she purred, her voice like honey drizzled over his ears. "I trust you didn’t sleep yet?"

Stepping gracefully into the room. "I am yours now, Husband. It is time for you to claim me." Her words sent a shiver down Jonas' spine, and he could feel his heart racing with anticipation. He swallowed hard, trying to calm his nerves, and gestured toward the bed, inviting her to join him. She didn’t hesitate, her eyes trailing over his body in a way that made him feel strangely self-conscious, before climbing up onto the bed and crawling over to him.

As she nestled herself against his side, her soft, hard yet smooth skin pressing against his, Jonas couldn't help but inhale sharply. She looked up at him with those piercing Gray eyes, and a wicked smile curled at the corners of her lips. "I think it's only fair that you undress me first," she purred, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest.

Jonas obliged, carefully pulling her chest armor off her shoulders. He gasped as he was met with a glimpse of her bare, gray skin, and his hands trembled as he undid the last pieces of her armor, revealing her perfect, perky breasts. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her smooth, soft skin as he cupped her breasts in his hands, feeling her nipples harden beneath his touch.

She moaned softly, arching her back into his touch, and Jonas knew he was doing something right. Encouraged, he continued, unbuttoning her pants and sliding them down her hips, revealing her smooth, toned legs. As he traced a finger along her inner thigh, she gasped, her hips bucking forward in response. He slipped off her loincloth, and there she was: Mor, completely and utterly exposed before him.

"And now," she breathed, her voice husky with desire, "it is your turn.

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