Page 42 of The Orc's Promised Bride

“No. It feels…” She shifted slightly and they both groaned. “So good. Keep going.”

He let out a strangled sound, the cords in his neck standing out as he gained another inch, two..

“Don’t hold back.” She leaned forward, her lips brushing his. “I trust you.”

“Mine,” he snarled, and pulled her down until his cock was fully buried inside her.

The sudden movement sent a spike of pain through her, and she let out a startled gasp. His grip loosened instantly, and his body tensed.

“I’m sorry, little valai,” he whispered against her lips. “Are you all right?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

She wasn’t hurt - the sharp pain was already fading, replaced by an exquisite fullness. His cock throbbed inside her and her body instinctively tried to clench around the thick shaft.

“You feel so good,” he growled, his hips flexing. “I never imagined… Fuck.”

He lifted her and then pulled her down again, grinding her against him, and sparks skittered through her veins.

“Fuck,” he groaned, and his grip on her tightened.

His pace increased, the pleasure building with each thrust until she was moaning and gasping, clinging to his shoulders. Hernails dug into his skin as his movements grew rougher and wilder, and he growled his approval.

“Yes,” he growled. “Mark me. Show the world that I’m yours.”

His hips flexed again, and a wave of pleasure crashed through her. He continued the deep, relentless thrusts, and her entire body began to tremble.

“Lothar,” she gasped.

“I’m here, little valai.”

Another stroke, another wave, and her vision blurred.

“Oh God.”

“That’s right. Come for me, my mate.”

She cried out as a powerful climax tore through her, and he caught her scream with his mouth, his tongue plunging into her mouth, swallowing her cries.

“Fuck, I can feel your sweet little cunt milking my cock.”

His hands tightened on her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he took her harder and faster. Each rough stroke sent shockwaves through her, pushing her higher.

“Oh God,” she whimpered, overwhelmed by the sensations.

“Easy, valai. Breathe. You can take my cock. It’s all yours.”

He kept up the relentless thrusts and she sobbed as her body shuddered again, her inner walls clenching around him.

“That’s right,” he growled. “You look so beautiful when you come.”

His grip tightened, his body tensing beneath her. She could feel the heat building inside her, and her hands locked onto his shoulders as his body stiffened.

“Fuck!”

His roar echoed off the walls, and then his seed poured into her, filling her with molten heat. His cock throbbed inside her, swelling until she thought she would burst but the sensation set off another series of tremors that rocked her body, and she clung to him, burying her face against his chest.

Her ears were ringing, her breath coming in ragged pants, but he held her gently, whispering soft words of praise and encouragement.

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