Page 51 of The Widow and the Orcs

Butbeneath her,Ulfarrwas smiling again, watching her with warm steady eyes, as his big hands gently drew her a little upwards.Soshe was kneeling straddled over his lap, oh hell — andKillikgave her one last cold, mocking look before shifting around… behind her.Behindher, so he could settle himself betweenUlfarr’sknees, and begin sliding up her skirts.

Louisawas already shivering, her heart pounding, her gaze darting sideways — toward wherePollyand her orc had apparently finished their own activities, and were now curled up together, and casting curious glances toward them.EnoughthatLouisafroze again, the heat burning through her cheeks — but wait, oh, that was a gentle clamp of claws on her thigh, a silent but certain reprimand behind her.

“EyesonWolf, woman,”Killik’slow voice snapped. “Youshall pay heed to naught else but us, whilst we plough you.”

Itsent a furious shudder upLouisa’strembling body, as a low moan escaped her mouth — but somehow, she obeyed.Hergaze back on the safety ofUlfarr’sface, the softness of his smile, the raw, shimmering hunger of his eyes.Hewanted this, wanted her, his hand again rising, gently stroking at her hair…

“Good,Wolf,” cameKillik’svoice, as his hands kept sliding upLouisa’sskirts, his knees nudging hers wider apart.Exposingher, opening her, baring her for all this room to see…

AndLouisawas just… letting him.Justgasping and shivering and waiting for him, he still wouldn’t, he wasn’t, he —

There.Atouch.Warm, firm, alive.Juttingjustthere, straight intoLouisa’sslick, swollen-feeling heat.Andnot holding, not waiting, just — sinking.Pressing.Taking.Fucking.Thefeel of it so hard, so hot, carving into her with such smooth, steady certainty, until —

“Fuck,”Louisagasped, asKillik’ships gently slapped hers, his cock already plunged fully inside, buried all the way into her slick clamping heat. “Oh,gods.”

Itsounded like a whimper, a prayer, and behind her,Killikactually laughed, and gave her bare arse a light little slap. “Ach, you ought to pray, woman,” he drawled, as he eased back again, drawing himself out, oh hell, oh please. “Oughtto beg for your strongSkaiploughing.”

Gods, the audacity of this utter prick, andLouisasomehow growled over her shoulder, her eyes narrowing atKillik’ssmug watching face.Atwhere he just kept smirking back at her, mocking her, as he raised his brows, and snapped his hips forward.Againseating himself deep in one sharp, devastating stroke, whileLouisashuddered and moaned, and nearly collapsed ontoUlfarrbeneath her.

Killik’slaugh rang into the air, hard and bright and gleeful, and this time he ground himself deep, made her feel it, made her clutch and spasm and writhe beneath it.Andfuck, fuck, she wanted him, she hated him, he was mocking her and using her and — andpunishingher, and —

“Lookat me,Louisa,” came a voice,Ulfarr’svoice, so low and certain beneath her — and yes, yes, he was still here, he was still just calmly lying there and watching this, his big hand still caught in her hair.WhileLouisacould scarcely breathe, or move, or even focus her eyes on his face. “Youmust breathe, ach?Drawdown deep from the air, from this strong bed beneath you.”

Wait, what?It— it sounded likeKillik, exactly likeKillik, but ifKillikwas paying attention, he wasn’t letting on.Justsliding himself out ofLouisaagain, almost all the way — and then slamming back inside, in another jolting, dizzying stroke.WhileUlfarrjust kept watching, his eyes so steady, so patient, his other hand now stroking atLouisa’shot cheek. “Breathewith me,Louisa,” he said, as his own breath slowly drew in, swelling his chest beneath her. “In, and out.”

Right, right, andLouisasomehow, somehow, obeyed.Haulingin a gulping, shaky breath, heaving it out, asUlfarrdid the same beneath her, and kept stroking his steady hand at her face. “Good,” he said. “Again.Breathe, and settle.Seekto be soft and steady, so you can welcomeKillik’sstrongSkaiploughing.”

Again, it was too close toKillik’sown words, too strange and surreal onUlfarr’smouth — butLouisawas still obeying, nodding, as she fought to hold his eyes, to follow his breaths.WhileKillik’sthrusts just kept picking up speed, that rigid strength driving into her again and again and again.Hurlingher full of sharp, staggering sensation, flaring it out from the deepest core of her, so intense and utterly overwhelming that it took every shred of her awareness to keep watchingUlfarr, keep finding that breath…

“Good,”Ulfarrsaid, though his eyes onLouisa’swere glittering now, and it looked like his breaths were taking more effort, too. “Ach, this is very good.Itis not every woman who can bear such a strongSkaiploughing, ach?Mostof all from aSkai” — his gaze flicked beyondLouisa’sshoulder — “as fierce and lusty asKillik, bearing a prick just as sharp and true as his blades.”

Oh, hell,Ulfarrwas not saying such things, talking aboutKillik’svicious slamming prick with such astonishing eloquence, with such warm, genuine approval in his eyes.Whilehe just kept breathing withLouisa, holding her through this, guiding her through this, please…

“Youshow us great honour,Louisa,” he continued, through his own still-heaving breaths, “when you welcome this.Whenyou open so sweetly for us, and allow us to fill you, and fuck you.”

Itwas so much, too much, his soft filthy words, his gentle touching hands, his warm hungry eyes.Stillin such shocking, stunning contrast toKillik’ssharp, squelching plunges inside her, and —Louisaflinched all over — another firm slap of his clawed hand to her arse.

“Sogood,” cameUlfarr’scrooning voice, between his still-steady breaths. “Andthis shall be even better if you beg him, ach?Ifyou ask for the great gift of his scent, and his strongSkaiseed.Iken you shall both welcome this, ach?”

Oh, it was everything, they were everything, andLouisawas nodding, babbling, breaking apart, please. “P-please,Killik,” she choked, her voice cracking, her eyes rolling back. “Please.Grantme.Your— your scent.Your— strongSkaiseed.”

Andwhat the hell was she saying, why was she doing this — but yes, yes, that wasKillik’shiss, harsh and hot behind her, as his slamming hips drove deep one last time, and — and stayed.Stayed, held, asLouisa’sslick, helpless heat clutched and convulsed at him, stroking his stabbing length in some obscene mockery of intimacy —

Untiloh, fuck, there it was.Theraw, visceral sensation of that rigid cock swelling, locking, and — spraying.Blastingout into her, floodingLouisawith spurt after spurt of his hot slick seed.Pouringit inside her,Killikwas emptying himself inside her, and he — he was even groaning as he did it, the sound low but unmistakable behind her.Andwith it, now, the lurid sounds of wetness, of slick slippery squelching, as he gave a few more brief, experimental little plunges, his shaft slowly softening inside her.

“Nowyou,Wolf,” came his voice, mild and astonishingly even. “Quickly, to keep the seed within.”

Thewords seemed to scrape pastLouisa’sreeling thoughts, her still-scrabbling craving, because how couldKillikeven speak like this, think like this, let alone guide her shaky body downwards like this, toward where — yes —Ulfarr’shard, leaking head was already nudging, guided by both his andKillik’shands.Shiftingcloser, pressing up easy and hungry againstKillik’ssoftening bulk, so they could —

Sothey couldswitch.SoKillikcould slip out of her, just asUlfarr’shot, fat, pulsing head could push in.Releasingonly a small spurt ofKillik’sslick seed around it, and fuck,Louisawas again arching, shouting, shaking all over, as that huge jut of flesh stretched her wide open around its slick silken crown, and then began gently pressing its way up inside.

Itwas so much, so powerful, just as devastating asKillikhad been, despite the comparative gentleness of its thrust.Noslamming, no shoving, just that massive dizzying slide, that steady inexorable occupation.Ulfarrwas going to fill her, he was going to stretch her to her absolute limit, and she was going to take it, to welcome it, just as she’d welcomed it withKillik, ohplease—

“Good,Wolf?” cameKillik’slow voice behindLouisa, as his hard, sweaty body hitched closer behind her, his hands spreading on her hips beneath her skirts.Guidingher downwards, too, wanting her to do this, to take this, yes, oh gods, yes —

“A-ach,” cameUlfarr’sgasping moan, and whenLouisa’shazy eyes focused on him again, she found his eyes squeezed shut, his head arching back, the cords tight and exposed in his scarred throat. “So— sweet.So— sotight.”

Eventhe words hadLouisaclamping harder against him, making his entire upper body curl up, his head whipping back and forth. “Ach,” he gasped again. “Likea — a sweet perfect mouth, but with — no end.Like— naught —naughtelse.Youare —wondrous,Louisa.”

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