Page 47 of Summoning the Orc

He devoured me whole, ravishing me until I was keening against his lips. His calloused palms moved down my body, grazing my skin and making me shiver with need for him.

“Rok,” I whispered, his name a prayer on my lips.

He kissed me deeper, pulling away only long enough to say. “One touch. Just one and then I’ll let go. I need to make sure…” he trailed off, his fingers squeezing my ass, separating my cheeks for a moment before he dipped his finger inside of me. My head fell back on my neck at the welcome intrusion.

The sound that left him was one of pure, unadulterated lust. My head snapped back up to look at him, rolling my hips to keep him inside of me—clenching hard around his finger.

His lips were parted, sweat beading on his forehead and neck. “So fucking wet for me,” he whispered, his fangs bared in what could only be restraint as he pulled his finger out of me.

I cried out at the loss, watching with awe as he sucked that finger into his mouth right away, taking every glistening drop of my cream onto his tongue.

“The sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” he purred and I lost my mind at his words.

“I need you to fuck me,” I demanded and he shook his head.

“No, my Becca. I’ll never hurt you,” he told me and I cupped his face with my hands again.

“It might hurt a little, but if I don’t come now, I’ll die,” I said with all the seriousness that I felt.

His rumble of laughter had annoyance sweeping through me. I shoved at his chest.

“I mean it,” I complained, and he pulled me closer, pressing my underwear-clad pussy against his bare cock. I gasped with shock and pleasure as he used his hold on my ass to rub me along the length.

“Like this,” he murmured, leaning down to swipe his tongueagainst my nipple.

A shiver ran through my body as I nodded, not hesitating for a moment to begin rolling my hips against him. I hadn’t dry-humped a male since high school, but the only thing more pleasurable than this was when he was inside me.

“Rok,” I gasped, my face falling against his strong shoulder.

He groaned, his fingers trembling as he clenched my ass before he removed them, placing them back on the arms of the chair. “I can’t touch you, my Becca. If I do, I’m going to fuck you,” he told me as I curled myself around him, burying my fingers in his hair as I rocked my hips.

My head fell back on a moan as I started a measured pace, riding the ridge of his cock like he was a bucking bronco. One trembling hand touched my hip again and I felt a sharp pain as he snapped the side of my thong and tugged it from me until my pussy was bare.

“Hey,” I gasped, nipping on his ear in punishment. “I just bought those.”

He murmured nonsense in response, tipping his head back so I had free rein of his throat. I nipped him there, biting down as I felt his cock separate the folds of my pussy. The bare contact of my clit to his hot flesh was more than I could bear.

I gasped, pushing up against his chest until I was looking into those dark, glittering eyes of his. His lips were parted, and little rushes of breath were leaving him. Rok could lift the refrigerator without breaking a sweat butthis. This was making him pant and drip with perspiration.

I can do this to him. Make him putty in my hands.

The awe that filled me at that realization almost knocked me on my ass, but there was no way I was stopping what I was doing. I rocked harder against him, small whimpers leaving my throat the closer I got to my orgasm. He kept his eyes on us, licking his lips as he stared down on where my pussy lips were partedaround his cock. I leaned up a little, notching his cock against my pussy and he started to tremble, shaking his head from side to side.

“No,” he gasped, his head tipping back as he squeezed his eyes shut, looking away from the sight of us. “I can’t fuck you. I’ll hurt you. Please, my Becca.” His voice was hoarse, an erotic rasp in my ear, tracing down my spine until I was a shivering mess above him.

“I’m going to come,” I told him, my breath gusting out of me, way more breathless than he was. “But I need you inside me just for a second.”

His eyes snapped open and he nodded, licking his lips as I started my downward movement, my body still not used to the girth of him. He was a huge mountain of a man and his cock matched his size.

His lips moved as he whispered words to himself. I wasn’t sure what he was saying, but it was probably a bit of self-talk along the lines of“Don’t grab her and fuck her raw.”

The thought of that made me cry out, my pussy clenching hard against him as I slid down an inch, taking the leaking head of his cock inside me. Our combined juices were making it easier. Another inch made my spine tingle, my orgasm almost on me.

“Help me,” I gasped, shaking my head to stop myself from coming right away. “I need you inside me before I come. Please,” I begged, trembling in his arms.

His hands were shaking too as he grasped my hips, a small tug gifting me with a few more inches of him inside me. I cried out as my pussy stretched around him, my back arching as I struggled not to come.

“All of you,” I pleaded, reaching behind me to grip his strong thighs in my hands.

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