Page 44 of Bound to the Orc Warrior

My bride shouts, her whole body shaking as she finds her first release.

I plunge my tongue into her, lapping up all of her juices. The squeeze of her muscles feels divine, and I groan at how tight they’ll be around my cock.

When she’s no longer sobbing with the peak of delight, I coat my hand again and replace my mouth with my fingers, pushing my fluids into her. The aphrodisiacs in it will prepare her to take the size of my cock and add to her pleasure.

Her hips move, undulating, and my bride presses back toward me, her body begging even more than her words. And her words… goddess, her words are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.

“Please, Wranth. I need you.”

The scent of her arousal mixes with that of my orc seed, sending primal possessiveness racing through me. With a growl, I fist my erection, stroking out another handful of thick fluid, and slather it over her glorious buttocks, needing to make her smell even more like me.

“Wranth, please!”

Holding her in place with one hand gripping her hip, I use the other to drag the head of my cock up and down her slick folds. Orc seed adds to her wetness, making everything deliciously slippery.

I stop at her entrance, the tight ring of muscle teasing the head of my erection with promised heat.

My stud activates, magic shimmering across its surface as the large ball of metal mounted over my cock reacts to my moon bound. What shape will it form? What does my bride want most?

A long, thick tentacle extends, the end forming a little mouth that snakes down around my erection to reach her most sensitive spot.

A groan tears from me as her entrance flutters around me and she gasps. I can wait no longer, the primal need to claim her stripping me of the last vestiges of patience.

I plunge forward, lost in the sensation of the delicious wet heat of my bride.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Naomi

My mouth falls open, but I can’t make a noise. My body locks, core clenched tight around Wranth’s cock in shock. He’smassive. I knew he was big, but…

I whimper. I’ve never been this full. Even my biggest toy doesn’t come close. He just tongued me to the most glorious orgasm I’ve ever had, but my body wants more,needsmore. God, what’s in his come? Ever since he touched me with it, I’m more turned on than ever, need sizzling through my veins.

Wranth rocks his hips, grinding farther into me, and groans. God, it’s the sexiest noise ever, deep and rumbling and pulsing with need.

Then there’s a tingle of magic, and a little mouth latches onto my clit. A lightning bolt of pleasure shoots through me. Is this his big piercing? Another suck makes my eyes roll back in myhead. Oh, god, I don’t freaking care how he’s doing it—I never want it to stop. It’s just like my rose toy, only a million times better.

He pulls out most of the way, and the ladder piercings trace little lines of sensation inside me. Throughout the move, the little sucking mouth stays latched onto my clit. That thing must truly be magic.

When Wranth thrusts forward again, the stretch is delicious. He grips my hips, pulling me high on my knees, my ass up in the air. Then he comes down over me, so tall his back wraps over mine. One arm glides around my stomach, holding me tightly to him, while the other holds him up off the ground. His tusks nip at the join where my shoulder meets my neck, latching on.

“Wranth! Oh, god!”

He growls and thrusts, faster and faster, his quick breaths panting against my skin.

I strain backward with all my strength, which feels miniscule compared to his. I’d fall forward if not for the arm wrapped around my stomach keeping me in place.

I’m surrounded by him, overwhelmed by him. There’s nothing but his huge body over mine, his cock filling me over and over in a way that grounds me fully in my body until I become a being of pure sensation.

There’s nothing but pleasure and claiming and a wild abandon I’ve never felt before. The chase felt naughty and thrilling, but this? This iselectric.

Our bodies slap together in time with his grunts and my whimpers of delight. Each thrust pulls the sound from me, full of need and desire. My heart races. With each greedy gulp of air, all I can smell is Wranth’s skin and sex, so much sex.

His huge cock fills me over and over, sending waves of tingling sensation racing through me. Wranth growls, his tusksworking at my shoulder. It’s going to leave a mark, and the thought lights me up inside—I want his mark on my skin.

“Yes.” It emerges as a hiss of pleasure. “Yes, Wranth.” Yes to him, to this, to everything he might do.

He bites down harder, and his hips slam into mine, his huge cock going deeper than ever. The suction on my clit increases, tingling spiraling outward. I scream, my back arching as my orgasm crashes through me, drowning me in delicious sensation.

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