Page 31 of Bidding on Her Orc Boss

I gulp, equal parts intrigued and intimidated. “How does it work?”

In answer, X slips a sleek ring onto his index finger. “I control it with this.”

Before I can question further, he swipes his thumb over the ring’s surface. Instantly, the toy springs to life, its prongs undulating and pulsing.

“Oh!” I gasp as X presses it against my core, the toy molding perfectly to my contours. Pleasure radiates through me in dizzying waves and my knees nearly buckle from the intensity.

X catches me, holding me flush against his solid chest as I tremble and moan. “That’s it, love. Just let go. Let me take care of you,” he urges, his deep voice penetrating the haze of sensation.

I surrender to the ecstasy, clinging to him desperately, my fingers curling into his suit jacket. The world narrows to the pulsing between my legs, each throb sending me higher.

“Please,” I whimper, not even knowing what I’m begging for.

“I’ve got you.” X’s arm tightens around me as he intensifies the toy’s motions.

Lightning races up my spine and detonates into a cataclysmic orgasm. I cry out brokenly, my body convulsing against X as rapture consumes me.

In the aftermath, I sag limply in his embrace, aftershocks still shuddering through me. X kisses my hair, his ring hand caressing my hip soothingly.

“Good girl,” he croons. “You’re so responsive, so perfect. I’m going to have such fun playing with you...”

I shiver at the dark promise in his words, yearning and trepidation twining through me. Heaven help me, I’m utterly at this male’s mercy... and I’ve never craved anything more.

I’m left quaking as X lays me out on his desk, deftly removing the toy and plunging inside me with a satisfying squelch. He groans as he bottoms out against me. “I could die just like this,” he says huskily.

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t,” I manage breathlessly, still riding the high of my climax. “At least not until you get me off again.” Impertinence is my default when I’m overwhelmed.

X ticks his eyebrow up, giving me that confident smirk that I know will be the end of me. “What my mate wants, she gets.”

He places a demure kiss on my ankle, a startling contrast to the wicked glint in his eyes, before plowing into me with renewed vigor. The delicious friction alone builds the pleasure within me rapidly, stoking the embers into an inferno.

But evidently, that’s not fast enough for X. Reaching between us, he presses his thumb against my clit, rubbing me in time to his pistoning hips. There’s no question I’ll be coming fast and hard under his skillful ministrations.

“That’s it, love,” he coaxes, his voice a sinful caress. “Let go for me. I want to feel you squeezing my cock like a vice.”

His filthy words and relentless stimulation send me careening over the edge. My orgasm seizes my body in its grip, bowing my spine as I keen my ecstasy. I scrabble for purchase on the desk, white-knuckling the edge as pure bliss crashes over me in unrelenting waves.

X doesn’t let up, fucking me through it mercilessly, prolonging my peak until I’m nothing but sensation. I’m vaguely aware of his answering groan as I clench around him rhythmically, milking his thick length.

“So perfect,” he grunts, his thrusts becoming erratic. “You take my cock so well. You were made for me.”

The possessive edge to his tone, coupled with one last clever flick to my clit, has me shattering anew with a ragged scream, my release so intense it borders on pain. X follows me over, his bruising grip on my hips the only thing keeping me anchored as he spills himself deep inside me with a guttural shout of his own.

In the aftermath, we collapse together in a sweaty tangle of limbs, struggling to catch our breath. X’s weight is a welcome burden, pressing me into the hard surface of his desk. I feel utterly wrecked in the best possible way, my mind blissfully empty.

“Mmm, I could get used to this,” I mumble languidly, running my fingers through X’s damp hair.

He lifts his head to smirk at me, still lodged to the hilt inside me. “Oh, you will, love. Trust me, we’re just getting started...”

I shiver at the vow, knowing he’ll be true to his word. I should probably be worried... but honestly, death by orgasm seems like a fantastic way to go. Bring it on.

Xnaurl picks up the pace, driving into me with unrelenting force. My body goes limp, utterly wrecked by the onslaught of pleasure. In one swift motion, he flips me over, plunging back inside from behind. His girth stretches me deliciously and I swear he feels even harder, thicker than before.

“X, you’re so big,” I moan, gripping the edge of the desk. “I don’t know how much more I can take.”

He chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. “Oh, I think you can handle plenty more, baby. And you’re going to love every second of it.”

His knot begins nudging insistently at my entrance with each deep thrust. I feel empty, aching to be filled completely by him. The desire consumes me and I can’t hold back any longer.

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