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“Dristan,” I whispered, his name a breathless sound on my lips.

He moved another finger inside me and my eyes went wide with shock, pleasure and a stretching ache to my muscles that brought a twinge of pain.

Three huge orc fingers inside me.

“Dris—” I was cut off as he blew on my clit, my hips jolting under him. “It’s too much,” I whimpered.

He smiled up at me, running a tusk along my inner thigh. “Not enough. I’m prepping you to take my cock, rega. I don’t want to hurt you.”

I’d felt his cock and I knew the challenge it would be to fit inside me. Swallowing hard, I nodded. “Okay,” I breathed, my head falling back as he went back to giving my body more pleasure than it had ever felt before. One orgasm spiraled into two and I was babbling—begging—by the time he tossed me into a third, my world spinning around me.

“Please, Dristan, please,” I sobbed, tears leaking from my eyes as I came down from another earth-shattering orgasm. I tugged hard on his hair and he shook it, giving a low, feral growl as he snapped at my fingers.

Orc rut.

It was happening now. If anyone tried to pry him from me, he’d kill them or be killed. I reached down to his face, burying my fingers in his beard. Black eyes met mine—his yellow irises so dilated they weren’t even visible. The wildness in there should have scared me, but my instincts knew this male. Knew he would never hurt me.

“Please,” I whispered to him, not sure what I was asking for, but he knew what I needed right away. He released my hips, pulling his fingers from my pussy, sucking them into his mouth to drink my juices from them before he crawled up my body.

It was so intimidating having him over me. He was so much male and I was so much smaller than him. But when he pressed his forehead to mine, meeting my gaze and running his thumb down the side of my face, love spilled from my chest.

I love him. I want him. Mine.

He searched my gaze, something connecting between us that was deeper than anything I’d ever felt—ever known. He kissed me then, tucking the head of his cock against my pussy as he did. I gasped as he pushed inside, my nails digging into his back as the huge, leaking, pierced head pressed inside.

I’d thought I was ready—thought he’d stretched me enough, but nothing had prepared me for this. For the blazing, searing heat, the pressure of him inside me. I tried saying his name, tried saying anything, but nothing came out.

I couldn’t even breath as he pressed inside, his gaze trapping mine. Emotion and something more potent spilled between us, unspoken but no less intense than the words I knew I needed to say.

He pressed inside another inch and my body rebelled, the fit too tight. I whimpered, cursing myself for not having done more, not practicing more for this. I’d always known that we would get here. That this would happen between us. And I should have been preparing myself every day for him.

He didn’t hesitate though, reaching a hand under my back to arch my hips to an angle that allowed him to go deeper. The slide of his huge cock inside me made every hair on my body stand on end.

“Please,” I slurred, baring my throat to him, not knowing what I was doing, but following my instincts. He groaned, his entire body vibrating with the sound. I cried out as he bit down on my neck, his fangs sinking deep.

His hips rocked into me, working more of his cock inside as he kept me pinned under him with his fangs. He groaned as I took more of him, the stretch so exquisite—the pain transforming into something transcendent—that I felt the edges of my vision going dark. I struggled to stay aware, to stay conscious as he tilted my hips even more. With one hard thrust, he was buried inside me, a scream leaving me as my muscles locked with tension. My lips were parted on a silent scream when Dristan released his bite to press gentle kisses across my face.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Dristan

My female was perfect. I was buried inside her now. She was taking all of me, her body made for mine, even if it hadn’t seemed that way at first. The mating connection was twining between us, filling us with heat and emotions, overwhelming us. The mating rut was upon me, but I needed a moment to savor what was happening.

I was in absolute awe of her. Words of love—spoken in orcish—spilled from my lips as I kissed her all around her face. This perfect tiny human was my match in every single way. A tear leaked out of my eye, dripping onto her and her lashes fluttered at the moisture.

She blinked her eyes open, and the smile she graced me with lit up my entire world. I kissed her, unable to stop myself from murmuring against her lips.

I love you. I will care for you. I will cherish you. I will pleasure you so well you will never want for anything but my cock ever again.

She gasped as I bucked into her, giving her a hard, measured thrust. Her little nails dug into my back and I groaned, wishing she could dig deeper—that she could pierce me and make me bleed for her, even though I knew it was impossible with her nails. I’d have to look into buying her some claw rings so I could wear her marks in my skin.

I cupped the back of her head with one hand, twining my fingers through her curls, tilting her head until she was completely focused on me. The other hand went to her hip, pinning her in place and then I thrust into her again. Her cunt clung to me, tightening to the point where she was strangling my cock.

I growled, taking her lips in a deep, drugging kiss as I started with long, sinuous moves of my hips. My female gasped each time I bottomed out inside her, her fingers scrabbling on me for something to hold her as I watched her come apart in my arms.

I was so deep inside her, I felt the slight distending of her soft stomach. I grinned, immensely pleased with my thorough taking of her body. I was going to fill her with my cum. Sooner rather than later. One time wouldn’t suffice tonight, but I was willing to concede to come on her breasts for the second round if she was too tender.

For now, I buried my face in her hair, allowing her scent to take me to the next level of my rut. Tightening my fingers in her hair and skin, I started fucking.

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