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Chapter 75 Thorin POV

"It can do more than that." I press my face into her throat, catching a piece of flesh between my teeth to hold her in place "Allow me to show you."

Biting down, I keep the woman still as I lift her into my arms. Once more, I place my One on the edge of the pool, intent on seeing all she has to offer. She growls and hisses but doesn't fight with any true resistance for if she did, she would have long since freed herself. Though insistent, I have never placed the gil in a position she could not stop for I do not simply want her submission and acceptance but also her desire. Finally releasing her throat, I hum lowly as there is a new mark that will fade with time. When she takes my braid, I will give her a permanent one. For now, this will have to do. Water cascades down her body in little droplets, outlining the natural shape of her contours. Her locks kiss her darkened peaks but before I can observe anymore, she covers herself with her hands.

"Why do you keep doing this to me?" she questions breathlessly, wiggling under my gaze as I admire my work

"Because I love you." I answer plainly, moving one of her hands and caressing the shining mark between her breasts before she tugs it from my grasp and replaces it "And I want everyone to know it, even you."

"You've told me and I-"

"-have yet to learn to stop letting others touch you." Her brows furrow in confusion before her eyes light with comprehension "Yes, the bear man. It's almost as if you want me to claim you so others cannot."

"This isn't some sick S&M porno where you get to punish me with pleasure!" she shouts, scowling at me but the effect is lost as she tries to bat my hands away from her navel without removing them from breasts or nether region

"I'm not entirely sure what that means but it does sound pleasing."

She opens her mouth to argue with me further but gasps instead as I move her hand away from her chest quickly. Wasting no time on her words, I aim for her known weakness. The mark on her chest was run through by Smaug but it still glows bright as I slide my tongue over it. The woman trembles in my arms as I make quick work of her but I can hear her teeth grinding. Her fight is fierce; she refuses to make a sound, twisting her arm this way and that to try to have me release it. Tracing her hips, I graze my free hand over her soft breasts but pause as she flinches in pain.

"That hurts…" she speaks quietly in contrast to her breaths "THEY hurt."

"Ah. I gathered." The burden of carrying my child is already taking its toll. While I desire to feast upon the flesh that will soon feed our child, I do not wish to cause Thia pain "Then I will direct my attention elsewhere."

Taking one hand, I caress the inside of her thigh. She immediately opens her mouth to refuse me but my intention was never to touch her so blatantly... simply to see her respond. In her surprise, the girl slips off the edge as I knew she would and I step forward to pin her pelvis against the submerged wall. I gaze into her eyes as they widen in realization. In this position, with her legs spread to accommodate my girth and her pinned as she is, I am pressed flush against her entrance. One well-placed lunge could easily revoke her status of virgin. She wiggles slightly in nervousness and it makes my control all the more less existent.

"This is a sword." I take her hand and run it over my member, hissing as her unsteady fingers dance over the base. She blinks owlishly at me, her perky mouth agape and I know she will not be ready tonight. Even so, I am not prepared to halt and wonder how much she is able to give this time "And this is a sheath."

I press forward gently, sliding my length along her opening but being sure not to enter her. Thia whines low in her throat, shooting forward and pressing her face into my hair. Encircling her back, I grasp her firm orbs and squeeze lightly. Her fists grasp at the hairs on my chest but I welcome the sting.

"Let us make a few sparks."

Despite her shyness, my One doesn't disentangle herself as I test her by rocking against her slowly. She instead shifts her position to better receive me. I can feel how hot she is… how soft… and I'm finally able to enjoy it upon finding that she doesn't stop my motion. By the third drive of my hips, the girl is offering small moves of her own, huffing shallow breaths into my neck. Panting in delight, I grip her hip to keep her steady and increase the pressure of my movements to take her right to get peak before stopping completely. Tangling my hand in her hair, I pull her head back so I can see her face clearly.

"Thia." I groan, feeling her passage twitch beneath the water as I place kisses on her cheeks "What do you want?"

"What… I… I…" her inability to speak brings joy to my face and I bury my head in her neck, adding fresh marks to the long expanse "I can't... I don't know... w-w-what..."

"Do not worry yourself." I propel my pelvis into hers and her voice rings out with a quiver "I do."

Feeling hands on my arms, I glance down as she grips my wrists in an attempt to find something to hold onto as I tease her body. She trembles in yearning and I angle my hips to rub her womanhood in a way that causes her to claw desperately at my arms and tighten her legs around me. Repeating the action, I watch her face as she arches violently and slowly loses control in the best of ways. I bathe in the feel of her, not knowing entirely why she has allowed me to take her so far, but enjoying the gift nonetheless. I know I won't last much longer and further my goal for her to reach completion first. Increasing my pace I aim for our finish, only wishing that I could release within her and not the bath like some dwarfling. My eyes find her belly and a sense of power rushes over me. 'My One is carrying my child and lies with me in ecstasy. Aside from pouring my seed into her awaiting womb, how could this be more right?' Needing to see her eyes, I hover over her mouth and blow lightly on her lips to gain her attention.

"Huh?" She opens her glazed eyes, silently pleading me take her. Mahal is cruel "Wha…"

I know she is close, so I shift for better access. Slithering my arm around her waist, I use it to raise her up. My other arm curves around her back to clutch her shoulder, pulling her back down to meet my thrusts. I shove against her with purpose causing the woman to wrap her arms around my throat, pulling me into a scorching kiss. Her lips crash into mine with such force that she splits my lip but it only fuels my passion. Molding her body into mine, the girl delicately licks my bloodied mouth, meekly seeking entrance. So grateful for her finally taking the initiative, I push my tongue into her mouth and groan as we battle for dominance. Each of my growls is met with one of her own and I find myself in a state of primal need. 'Mine. Mine. MINE.' Biting her lip, I wildly thrust against her core with just enough control keeping me from crushing her into the wall. She whimpers against my mouth and presses her hips down firmly each time I drive upward. We are about to fall over the edge of oblivion when the opening of the door shatters our private world. I'm so close that even the sound of the healer entering the room does not slow the pump of my hips. Thia doesn't even seem to notice as we slosh an abundance of water over the rim.

"Thorin?"

"No… not now." I growl menacingly low, hoping he will not hear and just... leave. I tighten my grip on Thia's waist and shoulder in an attempt to keep her from coming out of the daze, determined to finish this time "Please… just a little longer."

"I know ye're in here, Thorin." Oin shouts and before I can make another pass over her tongue or drive against her little body, Thia snatches her face from mine. Now fully aware, she is quick and I cannot stop her from escaping to the other side of the pool; leaving me hard as the stone my forefathers were cut from and throbbing for release. The healer storms over, more than likely fully aware and uncaring of what he interrupted "I told ye she needed rest and this is how ye behave? Ye should be ashamed of yerself!"

"There are many things I am right now." I grip the edge of the pool and glance forlornly at my aching member beneath the water. So close… "Ashamed is not one of them."

"Come out of there, lad." He continues less harshly, gesturing for Thia to look away as to not see me undressed. Had he known I'd just been between her silky thighs he would not have bothered with redirecting her. The thought of Thia causes my erection to jerk painfully in its upright position, begging to be pulled (a sad future that awaits it instead of the more desirable alternative) from its misery. I look towards the girl in a last attempt for aid but she is nearly completely submerged beneath the water. Only her eyes and nose float above the surface and once she spots my attention, she dives completely. Oin disturbs my attempt to catch her by holding out a towel "We must prepare."

"Prepare?" I respond, ignoring his bored expression when I step out the water. If he hadn't interrupted, it wouldn't be stiff anymore "Prepare for what?"

"…For war." He glowers at me, shaking his head "Ye may wish to change swords."


Poor Thorin. I wanted him to be happy but then my youngest sister walked in the room and wouldn't leave. Sure, she's young but I felt like I couldn't have him... uh... finishing around her. Sooooooooo I made it happy but then... I liked the ending and kept it. Good looking out reviewers!