Page 38 of The Widow and the Orcs

Fuck, fuck, and yes,Louisawas nodding, gasping, opening wider — and oh, that was the third finger, obediently nudging up beside the first two, and slowly, gently pressing.Stretchingher wide open around him, tight and strained and spasming, but she dragged in deep breaths, fought to relax, to welcome it.Whilethose fingers kept sinking deeper, filling her to her limit, just to the edge of pain —

Butthen they stilled, buried deep inside, because yes, yes, they’d done it.AndLouisawas gasping and shivering all over, impaled deep on an orc’s strong jutting fingers, whileKillikjust sat there and watched.Histhroat bobbing, his black tongue brushing his lips, as he reached down beside the haybale, and drew up —

The— the replica itself.Thehuge stone —rassja, he’d called it.Here.Now.

Louisa’sheart skipped, her body jolting to stillness — and behind herUlfarrflinched too, his breath hissing out harsh against her shoulder.WhileKilliksmiled again, a little softer this time, and held the —rassja— out toward them.TowardUlfarr.

“Now,Iken you ought to welcome this,Wolf,” he said. “Oughtto see how she shivers and squeals upon it.Uponyou.”

Ulfarrhesitated, his breath still heavy againstLouisa’sneck, and her own face was burning, her eyes darting wildly between them.ButKillikjust kept waiting, holding it out, holding his gaze onUlfarr’sface.

“Forit is yetyou,Wolf,”Killikadded, husky. “Evenif thisrassjawas not made after you, it is yet you, granting her this.Itis you, offering her this pleasure.Ach, even if this was anotherSkaiploughing her, here in the flesh, it is yet you — for she isyours, for these next nights.Yoursto open and plough and please as you wish.Ach?”

Louisashould have countered that, somehow, but instead she just kept waiting, searchingUlfarr’sface.Atwhere he looked just as stunned as she felt, his face flushed, his mouth tight, his eyes intent onKillik’s.Asif he were truly considering this, facing this…

Heswiped for the stone with a sharp jerk of his hand, but oh, now he had it, he was holding it, turning it around with easy familiarity, guiding it down betweenLouisa’ssplayed thighs.Andthen —Louisaspasmed, choked — he slowly, gently drew his slick fingers out of her, and instead nudged that smooth round hardness against her opened, clutching heat.

“Youare sure?” he whispered, close in her ear, andLouisagasped and nodded, already craving it, consumed by it, shaking all over at the feel of it.Itshuge strength already slipping deeper, spreading her open around it, oh…

“Ach, thus,”Killikmurmured, his eyes held on the sight, his dagger making slow circles in midair. “Openher wide for you,Wolf.Fillher with you.Makeher feel you.”

Fuck, yes,Ulfarrwas doing it, guiding it in deeper, and his other hand had resumed its stroking, circling gently above the huge stone stretching her open.Andit was so much, too much, most of all withKillikwatching like that, his eyes still brazenly fixed on the sight, onUlfarr’shand guiding the stone deeper, deeper, deeper...

“More,”Killikpurred, asLouisashuddered and moaned. “Fillher with as muchSkaias she can bear,Wolf.Canyou scent how she longs for this?Foryou?”

Ulfarrgroaned, and that was a nod against her shoulder, as the stone pressed in even deeper.Somuch more intense than his fingers, invading and conquering her breath by breath, untilLouisawas impossibly, unthinkably full, her entire body writhing against him, her moans high-pitched and helpless, please…

“Good, ach?”Killik’scool voice asked, and in the spinning shouting chaos,Louisacouldn’t tell if he was asking her, orUlfarr— but they were both nodding, shivering together, andKillik’ssmile drew wider, hungrier. “Nowmore,Wolf.Wishto see you ploughing your hungry woman.Makingher spurt and squeal upon you.”

Oh, hell.Louisagasped, asUlfarrgrowled behind her, his face ducking into her neck.Hisown cock’s hardness now straining behind her, streaking wetness against her back, while the one in his hand began slowly moving, gently slipping in and out of her, as his other hand kept grinding exactly where she wanted it.Thehunger hitching and swelling, wheeling higher with every touch, every slick slide of his thick strong stone…

Louisacouldn’t stop trembling, now, her thighs quaking hard, her body helplessly spasming against his slow, steady thrusts.Thesounds wet and lurid, now, slurping out shamefully between them — butKillikdidn’t seem to care, his eyes fluttering as he watched, his dagger still circling, saying,More, more, more.Andyes,Louisaneeded more, needed all of it, arching and writhing for it, so close, so close, please —

Theecstasy charged through her with a shout, a desperate careening crush, crumpling her againstUlfarr’sstone again and again and again.Sogood, so right, soglorious, the release and the relief flying and flailing and finding — safety.SafetyinUlfarr’shuge body all around her, beneath her, inside her, and safety, somehow, inKillik’shooded watching eyes, too.Inthe immutable truth of his presence, his dagger, watching and guarding over them, guiding them to this pleasure, this peace.

Andit was peace, now, only peace, asLouisa’seyes fluttered closed, her shaky, boneless body collapsing back intoUlfarr’ssolid warmth.Herawareness floating, whispering away, only vaguely noticing asUlfarrdrew out the stone and then sank sideways, settling them both down onto the fur.Itwas so soft, he was so warm, andKillik’svoice was so far away…

“Good,Wolf,” it was saying, flickering low intoLouisa’sears. “Nowrest, ach?”

Louisacould feelUlfarrnodding, his fingers spreading against her skin, his breath exhaling heavy into her hair.Andit was so easy, so right, to curl closer into him, into that warm thud of his heartbeat, into those strong arms circling around her, her thoughts twining away into darkness…

Whensomething — nudged her.Frombehind.SnappingLouisa’sheavy eyes open, whipping her around to where — oh.Killik.Jabbingat her with his boot, as his eyes angled brief but purposeful toward — her house.

“Doyou wish to sleep here, woman?” he asked, his voice carefully light. “Ihave elsewhere to go after this, soIshall not be here to awaken you before sunrise.”

Right.Louisa’sstomach dropped, and she squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head.No, no, she couldn’t risk sleeping here, and having her staff wake up to find her missing — or worse, curled up in the hayloft with an orc.But— wait, was this just a tactic to get her away fromUlfarr?And— was this whyKillikhad wanted to meet out here?Becauseunlike inLouisa’sbedroom, now he could send her away, and keepUlfarrall to himself, and as soon as she left, he would break his word to her, and —

ButbesideLouisa,Ulfarrhad stiffened and shoved up too, his brow furrowed, his eyes clouded with confusion. “Youare — leaving,Killik?” he asked thickly. “Why?Where?Whatmust needs now be done?”

Killikshrugged and glanced away, his mouth thin. “Naughtof import,” he said, a little too casually. “AndIyet wish you to sleep here for a spell,Wolf, and heal.”

Andheal.Louisablinked atKillik, and then atUlfarr, who was grimacing, and shifting his forearm downwards.Asif seeking to cover his groin, where he was now fully soft again, but — wait.Wait, was thatblood?Butyes, yes, it was blood, seeping out dark red from inside him, dribbling down his thigh toward the fur.

“Oh, hell, sweetheart,”Louisagulped, her eyes wide onUlfarr’sface. “Was— was that — somethingIdid?Ordidn’t do?Damnit,Ididn’t even —”

Shewinced and shook her head, because curse her, she hadn’t even touched him, or attempted to return his generosity in the slightest, had she?Andnow he was lying here wounded,bleeding, and looking at her like this, with such mortified misery in his eyes.

Butthen — another nudge ofKillik’sboot, jabbing light but purposeful intoLouisa’sbare side. “Itold you, woman, these are old wounds, and have naught to do with you,” he said, clipped. “Orwhat you have done, or not done.Thisonly comes upon him now and then, andIken he would not have wished it touched tonight at all.Ach,Wolf?”

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