So these are the missing scenes from the previous chapters. I will do the one when Thorin apologizes as its own chapter. And the last one turned out a little rougher than I intended but I think it fits, cause at that point he's sick with gold.

Kaia: thank you, I'm glad you thought so.

Chapter 30:

Thorin's first instinct was to bring his head back to the surface to breathe, but Pearl held him tighter when he tried to pull away. There was a moment, looking into her black fish eyes, a brief moment when he thought she would drown him without realizing what she was doing. He felt the floor of the river on his back and the weight of her on his chest, his heart was pounding in his ears the longer he stayed without breath and even then he tried to escape Pearl's grasp.

She forced his lips to part and he felt her tongue run along his, and even then he struggled. He felt warm air enter his lungs and it took a moment before he realized he was breathing; that Pearl was breathing for him. He felt her smile against his mouth at his moment of panic and he nearly smiled himself.

She felt him hot and stiff against her and she moved so only the tip of his head was touching her opened folds, knowing from the tightening of his hands on her waist that he wanted to be inside her. His moan vibrated against her tongue when the muscles in her womanhood wrapped around his head and pulled him fully into her. He nearly whimpered when she moved her hips, pulling on him slightly as she moved him out of her knowing her muscles were trying to pull him back in; and he cried out in her mouth at the feel of those muscles wringing the top of him before she lowered herself back down and he entered fully again.
She did this over and again, hearing his groaning and moaning and whimpering in her mouth as she breathed for them both, and he could do nothing but lay beneath her unable to move against the weight of pleasure.

His eyes had rolled back and his hips bucked against her, her breathing not coming fast enough for the racing of his heart. She did not leave him time enough to enjoy being inside her to when she would pull back and wring his head; it felt so good it was torture. His release was a white hot flash behind his eyes, a swelling flood that had burst, and he had pulled her hips so he was fully inside her, those damn muscles milking his seed until he hurt. And even then he wanted more.

Chapter 33

Wedding night

It was a long walk from the Front Gate to the river though neither Thorin nor Pearl minded for they were still dazed with wedded bliss. They stopped often to kiss and at one point Thorin had lifted her in his arms and kissed her as he walked.

"Shall we get in the water?" Pearl asked when they reached the river, knowing he very much enjoyed having her with her tail.

"No," he said and pulled her dress from her shoulders, "tonight I will pleasure you."

She would have smiled if not for the heated look in his eyes, or the feeling of his rough calloused hands as he ran them over her soft skin. She pulled his shirt over his head and kissed him running her hands along his broad chest as he undid the tie of his pants. She gasped surprised when he wrapped an arm around her waist and lowered them to the ground so that she was straddling his waist.

"My queen," he said, his voice a low growl as he pulled her down on him.

His gaze did not stray from her face and he saw her eyes close as he filled her. He felt her twitch when his thumb ran between her legs and he forced himself still as he felt her contract around him as he rubbed his thumb in circles. A breath escaped him when she rolled her hips, a surprised moan escaping her lips at the feel of him sliding in deeper.

She moved back and shivered at the feeling of him slipping out and she brought her hips forward again, holding herself with her hands on his chest, and all the while his thumb continued to stroke her making something flutter in her stomach. She moaned again when he raised his hips and she pushed further against him, enjoying how much he filled her. Her eyes opened when he moved his hand and she looked at his darkened eyes as he wrapped both hands around her waist and raised her. He brought his hips up to meet hers as he lowered her back on him, groaning.

He did this again and again moving her faster, the sound of their skin slapping against each other echoing off the stone walls as well as their moans which grew more frequent. His eyes left her face and instead watched the way her round breasts bounced as he pulled her hips down on him, he took to raising his hips higher and pulling her down rougher making them jump wildly.

Over and over he did this and her nails dug into his arms as she held them, feeling the movement of her breasts that Thorin was watching so intently. She was already coming when he pulled her roughly against him feeling the warmth of his release filling her, before she laid her head on his chest breathing heavily. His heartbeat was a rapid flutter beneath her cheek, his hands running the length of her back.

Days later [as an FYI, this is the day Lily was conceived]

That night he took her on her knees, pulling her hips to meet his thrusts, grunting with each one. Rocks dug into both their knees and Pearl's hands as she held herself up, her arms beginning to shake as time passed. She felt him striking something in her with each thrust that had her seeing stars, and he hit it over and over again making her quiver. He leaned over her spreading her legs wider and she moaned at the new feeling.

His thrusts slowed but he moved deeper and she quickly spiraled over the edge, her arms shaking from the weight of her and Thorin pushed her shoulders to the ground. He wound a hand in her hair pulling it and his other was on her hip as he continued to move, thrusting harder the more his finished swelled. A strangled moan escaped her when he pulled her hair, giving it a tug each time he thrusted. The rocks cut painfully into her nipples and she was surprised at how much she enjoyed the feeling; her back would arch with each pull of her hair pressing her breasts harder onto the rocks, the jagged stone rough on her sensitive nipples making her cry out from the pleasure of the pain.

Thorin released her hair and instead placed his hand on the ground to hold himself up as his movements grew more erratic and harder, evoking feral sounds from both of them the closer they came to a release. Pearl came first and it was as her finish was still spasming that Thorin grabbed her hips and pulled her to him as he thrusted viciously, her nipples dragging on the rock making her come all over again. He slipped out of her as he softened and laid beside her pulling her into his arms. "I love you, my queen," he said running a hand through her hair.

She laid against him, her scalp still burning from when he'd pulled her hair and her breasts throbbing, not understanding how pleasure could have been found in that pain. "I love you too," she answered quietly as tiredness settled around her.