“He has returned?" Algra tilted her head, lifting herself up from the bed slightly.

“Yes, and he's out there nailing Valise to the furniture!" Janette resumed her peeking.

Algra suppressed a smile and watched as the feisty redhead's bum wiggled intensely.

“It is his right," Algra noted.

“Yeah, but don't you think he should be in here nailing one of us to the furniture?" Janette looked up from her spy-hole with a note of worry in her expression.

“You should ask.”

“What?”

“He is yours. He must keep you happy. If you want him, ask to be claimed."

"You want me to go out there, pat him on the shoulder and say: 'Scuse me, but could you put her down for a second and pin me up there instead?"

Algra shrugged noncommittally.

“How can you be so calm about it? Doesn't it ever get to you a Little?"

Janette asked, finally stepping away from the canopy to stride over to where Algra Laid upon the bed.

“What?" The orc reached out for the approaching human girl and fondly pulled her onto the bed with her.

“That he's with others?" Janette slipped into the bed alongside the emerald skinned warrior.

“No. I asked for his body. He gave it. I asked for his love. He gave it. I asked for him. He gave himself." Algra shrugged again and reached out to comfortingly run her hand over the curve of Janette's hip.

“Well I'm pretty sure Valise is Loaning him out pretty well right about now." Janette glanced back to the entrance of the tent.

Algra paused to consider her answer to this. It truly did not bother her that Gregory was currently pleasuring another woman only a few yards away from where she laid. There was a part of him that was hers and hers alone, that no one could ever take. That was enough for her, for it was not a good thing to ever think you had the whole of someone to keep for yourself. It was... greedy.

"You make him happy," Algra finally said. "Yeah, well again I think you'LL find he's happy enough without me right at the minute." Janette pouted her Lower lip.

"No." Algra firmly disagreed, shaking her head. "Valise make him wise. I make him strong. Your friends make him Laugh. You make him happy.”

Janette turned her gaze back upon Algra again and looked at the orc curiously. It was clear that she didn't quite have the words to eloquently say what she meant, but the meaning came across regardless.

“You make him happy too," Janette said.

“He Look at me and want me. It is good. He respect me. It is also good. He love me. It is very good. He look at you and his eyes find new light. Do not fear where he puts his cock, red girl. We have his heart. It is a big heart, yes?"

Janette nodded slowly, her eyes glistened slightly in the candlelight.

"Good. Now, I am his mate and must help him with all his duties where it is needed. So, let me make you feel good." Algra slipped down the bed and pushed Janette onto her back.

Janette gasped when she felt the orc's tongue Lash slowly up along her inner thigh and then begin to slowly swish across her lower petals.