It’s even more special that all of her reactions are purely hers without any orc seed. I’ll bathe her in it soon enough to prepare her to take my knot, but for now I enjoy seeing what I can coax from her with fingers and tongue.

My cock jumps, aching to take her now, knot her. Soon, I promise it. Soon.

I slide two fingers into the velvet heat of her, curling them upward to brush over the spot she likes so much.

Her hips lift from the bed as her body strives for pleasure, and I love that, love how she wants it so much.

Wants me so much.

My fingers pump in and out of her, working her until her muscles tighten around me and she squirms on the furs, panting and desperate. After flicking her sensitive pearl with my tongue a few times, I lift up long enough to say, “Come for me, my Taylor. Come for me like the good girl you are.”

Then my mouth closes over her, sucking as my tongue licks at her again and again as she screams my name.

My clothes disappear in a flurry of quick movements. I need to feel her skin to skin. I climb onto the furs and into her waiting arms, staying low enough that I can kiss her.

Orc seed flows from my cock, slicking her thighs, and she gasps into my mouth as the first effects of the aphrodisiac hit her. “Oh, god, Krivoth!”

“I know, my love. I know.” I kiss her again, then raise up on one elbow so I can reach down to gather up the creamy fluid. I rub it over her breasts, massaging it into the skin until her nipples re-harden to tiny peaks. Another handful coats her stomach, and yet a third I glide down her arms. I want to flipher over, rub it into her back, her ass, cover her in my seed completely from head to toe so she smells of me and only me.

I settle for rubbing it across both her thighs, then bring a handful up to her sex. It slicks over her wetness in an intoxicating glide that makes her whimper. I gather more and more of it from my erection, plunging it into her with my fingers until her whole body quivers below me, ready to explode.

And I want that,needto bring her to her peak again.

But on my cock.

“Krivoth, please,” she begs so prettily, moving underneath me in a way that drives me wild.

I can resist her no longer. Sliding up her body, I don’t stop until I’m at her entrance. I brace there as her legs lift to wrap around me, her little heels digging into the backs of my thighs to urge me on.

I thrust into her wet heat, the pressure exquisite as she wraps around me, tugging on my piercings. My balls tighten, threatening to spill, and I grit my teeth to hold back. I want this moment to last forever.

She freezes, her mouth falling into an O, her eyes wide as I fill her. Then she’s with me, her hips moving, her breath coming in pants timed to my own.

We rock together, each movement taking me deeper, joining us more fully together. We lock eyes, and I groan at the love and desire I see in hers. “My Taylor. My bride.”

My stud activates, the magic humming to life, as eager to please her as I am. It vibrates against her sensitive nub, making her tighten around me.

I thrust all the way, buried deep in her, bringing us as close as two people can be.

“I love you. I love you so much.” I watch my words launch her into pleasure.

CHAPTER FIFTY

Taylor

I soar through an endless moment of delight, carried high by Krivoth’s love for me.

And the glorious feel of him filling me completely.

Having him on top of me with all his delicious weight and strength is every bit as heady as I thought it would be. All I can see is him. All I can smell is him. All I can feel is him.

I’m overwhelmed by his size and his presence, and it’s exactly how I want to be.

Sex has never been like this before, this bonding of bodies and hearts. I’ve never felt this close to someone. It’s so beautiful I want to cry. The way he looks at me takes my breath away. There’s so much love in his eyes.

When I can finally speak again, I cup his dear face. “Yes, Krivoth. Please, love me.”

He starts moving, his thrusts deep and slow. His seed continues to flow, slicking us as its effects tingle through my body once more.