Page 37 of Bidding on Her Orc Boss

Why not? She’s earned it and more. My breath hitches as I notice the little jeweled end of her butt plug winking at me like a cheeky little imp. The sight alone makes my pulse quicken, the thrill coursing through me as I thrust deeper into her warmth. Each movement is a sweet reminder of how perfectly she fits me, and I can’t help but marvel at her.

“Just a few more orgasms,” I murmur under my breath, the thought sending a jolt of excitement through my body. With Zana, it’s always a delicious game, and I intend to make this round particularly memorable.

I slide my hands down to grip her thighs, pinching her labia together once again—just enough to coax out another shudder from her. The muffled moan that escapes her lips sends a wave of heat straight to my core. “Now let’s see if we can’t get that little plug to wink at me one more time.”

“Xnaurl!” She laughs breathlessly, her cheeks flushing a beautiful shade of crimson. It’s moments like these when I can’t help but feel the weight of the world lift. Here, in our sanctuary, all my responsibilities fade away, leaving only the two of us—and the electric connection thrumming through our cuffs.

“Don’t you dare tease me back,” I warn playfully, feeling her body tighten around me, as if she knows just how to push all my buttons. I’m about to show her why she should listen, why she should surrender to the pleasure building between us.

“Too late,” she whispers, biting her lip again, and suddenly, I realize this playful banter is only stoking the fire inside me. Iwant to push her past that edge, to take her soaring into ecstasy while I follow closely behind.

“Then let’s give them something to talk about, shall we?” I growl softly, the sound mingling with her laughter as I pull back and thrust harder, the rhythm quickly escalating. Her cries echo in the room, each note striking a chord in my chest.

“X!” she gasps, her eyes rolling back slightly, and I know we’re close. That delicate balance of teasing and pleasure is about to tip over the edge, and I’m right there with her.

“Only the best VIP treatment for the Employee of the Month for the third month in a row,” I say it with mock seriousness, even as my grin betrays me. Who would’ve thought my mate would be such an overachiever in both work and pleasure?

“Be a good girl and come for me now.” My voice rumbles low and commanding, and I watch as her eyes widen, a mix of surprise and delight dancing in their depths. There’s nothing quite like that look—the way her body responds to me, to us, our cuffs buzzing with shared electricity.

“Come for me, baby,” I urge, the words slipping from my lips like a prayer, and I brace myself for what’s to come—because with Zana, every moment is a reason to celebrate.

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