Page 43 of Bossed By the Orc

Dristan

She’s going to kill me.

My female was on her way to murdering her mate with pleasure and she didn’t even know it. I’d never felt anything like her tongue on my cock before.

It was sublime. I was losing touch with reality as she sucked me, the tiny, satisfied sound she was making in her throat making me want to press even deeper. She was acting like she was loving this and I didn’t know how to articulate to her that I was too.

Incoherent, low murmurs of praise slipped past my lips, and those would have to suffice. A hitched breath left me as her tiny hands ran down my cock. Her tiny hands were perfect. Her mouth was perfect. Every second of what was happening was perfect.

When she pulled off of the head of my cock, I groaned with disappointment, but my knees almost buckled a moment later when she swiped her tongue down the length, pausing to lap at my sac, her hands moving in perfect synchronization to rub my cock like she loved it. My eyes rolled back in my head and I reached down to angle the head back into her mouth.

She sent me a glare, but I ignored her, murmuring fake apologies as I cradled her closer to me. I didn’t mean a word. I wasn’t even sorry as I pushed further in and she gagged. I’d be more than willing to help my mate practice every second of the day until she could take more of me.

My cock had been woefully alone for years and now here she was, already knowing how to bring me to my knees with pleasure. I bit back a curse as she sucked harder, my cum boiling in my balls. She had to know what she was doing to me, but she looked more like a curious kitten lapping at cream.

Her brown eyes shone up at me, blinking languorously, as she swirled her tongue around my piercing. That was all it took. With a deep bellow, I cupped the back of her head, keeping her latched to me as I came, spurting down my female’s throat, pleasure shooting through me and curling my toes.

I was probably pulling her hair, but she didn’t complain. Penelope swallowed, still looking up at me like the seductress she was. When some of my cum spilled out, dripping down her chin, she collected it with her hands. I watched in awe as she cleaned my cock and her fingers with that pretty pink tongue, every lash of it sending shivers and sparks of residual rapture through my body.

She leaned back on the sofa, a small smirk playing on her lips as I stared down at her, unmoving. I probably looked like an idiot, but I didn’t know how to escape from the trance I was in. I licked my lips, looking down at her and she did the same.

“Yummy,” she whispered, dragging out the word.

I think she fried my brain.

Slower than I’d like, I remembered why I’d taken my female here. The clever minx would have made me forget after she distracted me so well with her sassy mouth.

“You haven’t promised. I’m going to need you to do that now,” I told her, my voice a hoarse mess of sound. I wondered for a moment if she understood me, but the fire in her eyes answered that question.

“I’m not promising anything. It’s ridiculous!” she gasped the words, struggling to her feet, tugging at her skirt and panties.

My eyebrow shot up at the female who was tying me into knots. “A promise now or I’m not going to let you come at all today.”

Her eyes widened with horror and she sputtered at me. Amusement filled my chest. My female thought I was joking.

“The promise doesn’t make any sense, Dristan,” she huffed, stamping her bare foot on the floor. Her shoes were probably lying somewhere behind me, but I liked seeing her pretty little toes. “You may be my boss, but you can’t tell me what to do with my personal life.”

“Hmm,” I cocked my head, studying her as I dragged my thumb over my lower lip. I hid a smirk as her eyes zeroed in on the movement. “If that’s what you think, then I can see why you’d have a problem making that promise.”

Her eyes cleared as she gave me a relieved smile. “Exactly,” she told me, holding out a hand toward me as if I was finally making sense.

“But you’re wrong,” I said, shrugging my shoulders and taking a step toward her. She took a hurried step back and landed on her ass on the couch, giving a little yelp. She was probably still sore from where I’d spanked her. “Because you’re mine, and you won’t be meeting with any other males. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, rega, but I’m going to have my promise.”

She blinked up at me, the argument brewing in her expression—I could see the fury burning there, just as I knew she saw the stony, stubborn set of my own jaw. We stared at each other for long moments before she rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her glorious chest.

“I promise I won’t go out alone with any males while I work for you,” she huffed, the cutest scowl I’d ever seen making its way across her beautiful lips.

“That’ll work for now,” I murmured, moving forward until her eyes went wide and she leaned all the way back on the sofa. I knelt in front of her, lifting her dainty feet over my shoulders and spreading her thighs wide.

I watched her eyes go dark with desire and a flicker of smugness move into her gaze. I’d let her think she won for now, because the truth was, I wasn’t just fighting for myself, I was fighting for us.

I ripped her panties off in a tug, making her grunt with annoyance. She would be going through droves of underwear if I had anything to say about it. I tucked right into my meal, lapping at her sweet pussy as she squirmed under me, her fingers holding onto my hair for dear life.

I sucked on her sweet clit, knowing I’d never get enough of her taste. She was ambrosia on my lips. I stiffened my tongue, fucking her with it and she keened, her heels digging into my shoulders as I ran my thumb over that clit.

I wanted to savor every drop of her, but she came too quickly, her screams music to my ears. When she’d settled, her little foot rubbing up and down my back as if I was a good boy, I finally pulled away.

My female was draped on the sofa, her panties missing, her skirt around her waist and her hair a mussy mess from where I’d held her while she’d sucked my cock. This image would be seared into my brain for the rest of my life, I was sure of it as pure contentment filled me.

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