Page 12 of Yuletide Orc

Bikkar pushed the tip of his massive length just inside me. My breath hitched and my core clenched. I needed him,allof him again. Just as fast and hard as before.

“I want you, Bikkar,” I finally admitted him. “Ineedyou.”

Bikkar’s fingers closed tighter around my neck. “And?”

I tried to push my hips back against him, but his free hand held my hips firmly in place. When he realized what I was trying to do, he growled deeply and let go of my neck to push my cheek against the ground.

“You have been a bad girl,” Bikkar said as he pushed inside me a little more. I was surprised he had this much control left after the pace he had just led. He leaned in until his lips were at my ear. “I should fuck you and leave you here in the woods.”

It would probably be easier for him if he did that. Take what he wanted and leave me to the wolves. Revenge and satisfaction for him, and no paperwork when he brought me to Caiburn for justice. But somehow, I figured that was thelastthing he wanted to do to me right now.

“Fuck me,” I said as I wriggled my hips against him. I moaned as his grip loosened and his length slid in more.

“Is that what you want?” He growled against my ear.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

Bikkar actually wanted me to beg. I groaned deep in my throat. To go from someone whom he hated enough to consider a rival to this groveling, mewling thing beneath him, sopping wet and craving pleasure from him… all within a matter of hours… My core clenched with need, an ache building again where he’d just denied me release.

If I didn’t beg, that release would never come. He’d just take what he needed, as roughly as he wanted, and leave.

“I want you to take me right here,” I said with more confidence than I had any right exuding in this very momentand in this position beneath Bikkar. “Claim me as yours. Punish me for all that’s transpired today. I want you to fuck me until I scream.Please, Bikkar.”

A sound so primal, so intense, rumbled from Bikkar’s throat that my prey drive kicked in. Bikkar’s hands went to my hips and pulled me backhard. His ridged cock thrust all the way inside, filling me to my limit, before he bore down and set a pace that made his previous one seem slow.

“You aremine,” he said between thrusts. “Don’t you fucking forget who claims you like this. Who can turn your bravado and stubbornness into a soaked,needymess.”

I moaned hard as his words filled my mind. Again and again, he thrust into me, rutting downward with no restraint. My cheek was plastered against the snowy-covered ground and my fingers clenched on to the tree root for dear life. I cried out as he sank into me again and again. His hips bucked before he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around my middle, both holding me still and holding me up.

Every stroke of his ridged cock sent me headlong toward an orgasm, and every grunt of pleasure Bikkar emitted against my back rippled desire through every inch of my body. By the time Bikkar had slipped one hand between us so he could massage my most sensitive spot, I was about ready to fall apart in his arms.

“Come,” he demanded, nearly shouting near my ear. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and dragged me back against him, creating a new delicious angle for his cock as he slammed into me. It barred my breasts to the forest and cold. “Come with me,now.”

The need in his voice. The cold of the forest and smell of pine. The way his primal orc instincts had him rutting into me, and now his hand fisting my hair. It all built together and sent me tumbling over the cliff of pleasure. My muscles contracted and released all at once. Pure ecstasy rolled through me. Bikkarroared as he slammed home one more time and held me there. His cock twitched within me as his release grabbed him in a stranglehold. He grunted in time with every pump.

Only when he was finished and withdrew from me did he speak. “I told you you’d beg today.” Bikkar still held me to him, for which I was grateful. With every moment that passed after this sinful act, the cold crept in once more. “That I’d claim you.”

My mouth felt dry. My breath was still gone after the intensity of that encounter. So all I did was nod. I felt so used and spent. I’d be sore tomorrow for sure. Sore and full of the knowledge that there would never be anyone else to fuck me like Bikkar just had.

“I’ve never known you to be at a loss for words, Elysia.”

I chuckled dryly. “Wh-What am Isu-upposedto say after th-that?”

Godsdamn.The cold had already set in so much, I was shivering again.

Bikkar let go of my hair and stood. He spun me as he did so and scooped me up into his massive arms. I was warmer this way and didn’t care what it might look like when I pressed into his hold for more warmth. “‘Thank you’ is a start.”

My eyebrows rose, and I went to reply with a sarcastic remark. But it was true. My gods, I’d never be fucked like this again ever in my life. It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. “Thank you for punishing me.”

Bikkar’s jaw set hard and he growled as he glanced down at me. “You’ll be the death of me.”

Thathadbeen the original plan. But I didn’t say it out loud. Murder was no longer on the table. But if this was how Bikkar treated his guests on Yule, I wasn’t so sure escape was, either.

Bikkar picked up the remnants of our clothes but kept my hands bound. He trekked back toward his cabin with me in his arms.

CHAPTER 5

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