Page 7 of Claimed By the Orc

It didn’t seem likehehad any trouble with the dark. Even blind, I refused to let him have all the fun.

Rather than fumble in the darkness, I raised my hands to my head, found his wrist, and stroked up the inside of his arm, digging my nails in just enough to draw a growl. That deepened as my hands reached his chest and I stroked my nails down over his nipples, a mirror of his movements.

His breath hitched and a tremor coursed down both his arms.Oh, sensitive, are we?I smiled and tweaked his right nipple. His hand tightened in my hair, not enough to hurt, but enough to make it clear itcould.

“Careful, little one,” he rumbled, and his warning tone did something to me. “You don’t want to test me.”

Of course not. Why would I? What could I possibly gain by annoying him? It would be a stupid idea.

So, obviously, I tweaked his left nipple harder. What can I say? I have a self-destructive streak.

Gragash responded with the reflexes of a gladiator, and I couldn’t follow what happened in the next half-second. All I know is, I started it standing up, everything blurred, and then I was on my hands and knees with Gragash behind me. One of his hands was still in my hair, the other on my hip, and his cock slid along the crack of my ass. I moaned and pressed back into him, unable to even pretend to struggle or resist.

Gragash rumbled a pleased sound, slipping the hand on my hip around, his fingers parting my slick folds. “Mmm, such an eager little one,” he whispered at my eager writhing. “Goodgirl.”

My breath caught at those two little words, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. Gragash didnotneed to know how that affected me.

A futile effort when my body betrayed me, and his hungry growl told me he was well aware. As he slid a finger into me, he kissed my neck, tusks digging almost painfully into my skin and making me shiver. His hand in my hair kept me in place, helpless and under his control.

I pressed back against him, wriggling, trying to tease him as he teased me. It worked, or at least his cock stiffened even further. I swallowed, and wondered if making that shaft bigger was really a good idea.

My heart pounded, and I whimpered wordlessly as he pulled back, breaking contact between me and his dick for just a second. Whimpered again, louder, when he pressed himself back to me, the head of his monster rubbing against my opening.Too big,part of me cried. But my body didn’t agree, and the pulsingneedin my core called out to be filled.

His first thrust buried him deep inside me, driving me down into the blankets. My body stretched around him, took him deeper than I’d thought possible, andmy god,it felt amazing.

The second thrust pushed him even deeper, his rough hands pulling back to meet his thrust. I yelled out at the third, my voice muffled by the blankets. Each time he withdrew, I felt an aching void inside me.

With every thrust, he filled that void, a wave of pleasure crashing through my body. I cried out as he fucked me with a brutal passion, the waves coming closer and closer together until my world exploded with ecstasy. My body shook wildly and I would have collapsed if Gragash hadn’t held me up.

He hadn’t finished with me yet.

I tried to speak, though I have no idea what I wanted to say. It didn’t matter. Gragash drove the air from my lungs with another forceful thrust, and I felt his cockthruminside me. That made me clench around him, gripping his pulsating rod tighter, and his deep groan told me how he enjoyed that.

His thrusts came faster, harder, more powerful. Each one made me gasp and drove me closer to the edge. Gragash’s breathing came faster, his control waning, and I knew he was getting close, too. He hardened even further inside me, his vibrating orc cock drove me wild, and I tried to return the favor by squeezing him inside me. All control lost, Gragash was a wild animal, pounding me into the blankets and biting down hard on my shoulder as his cock twitched—and then unleashed inside me.

His roar of triumph merged with my hoarse scream of pure pleasure as the tidal wave of our shared orgasm carried us away.

7

GRAGASH

Until that night, I had not realized how empty my nest felt. Now, with the human female curled up against me, it seemed a miracle that I’d survived alone for so long. I cradled her against me, listening to her slow breathing and looking down at her.

Asleep, she was even more beautiful. The tense wariness that cloaked her had faded, left me with an utterly relaxed female to hold and protect.And Iwillprotect you, Abigail Harkness, though I do not yet know how.

Abigail stirred gently, as though to acknowledge my vow. Her fine, fair skin made a delicious contrast to the green of my own, especially where she wrapped her hands around my arm and held on tight. As though she was afraid I’d be gone when she awoke.

I stroked her hair, muttering soothing words to reassure her and marveling at the bright, soft glory of her mane. She had nothing to fear from me. I’d never abandon a sleeping female—and even if I were that kind of urd’ash whowould,I could not. The cage my captors had locked us in was spacious, but not enough to let us avoid each other.

Darha’s Blessing’slights followed the day/night cycle of a planet, and while I’d smashed every light I could, some near the door remained out of my reach. The room slowly brightened, though we remained deep in shadow. Abigail scrunched up her face and tried to burrow her face into my chest to avoid the fake dawn. The sight was adorable and amusing.

“…laughingat me,” she complained when I chuckled.

“Only a little,” I said, and lifted her chin gently. Her aggrieved pout vanished as I kissed her, and her eyes flickered open.

She looked confused but delighted, and her hands roamed my chest and teased me. My body responded at once, and it was her turn to chuckle, though her cheeks burned bright red.

“Well,goodmorning,” she said, slipping one hand down to my cock as it stiffened. I gasped, my breath caught, as she slid her fingers around my cock head. The pulse of joy that sent through me made me arch under her. “Ready to go again, are we?”

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