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I shake my head.

“Beg me, May,” he orders. His hips jerk so close the end of his cock teases my clit for a split second before disappearing again.

I grit my teeth for one more moment, then give in. “Fuck me… please. There, I said please. That’s as close as you’re getting.”

“It will do.” He tips his head regally, a king granting a favor.

It pisses me off, but it’s also really fucking hot, especially when he adds, “This is the first time I’ve had two erections. Tell me what you want.”

“I want your real dick in me this time. The magical one can… press on things.”

“Press?”

“Maybe vibrate.”

There’s that sinful smirk again. My thighs squeeze him more tightly.

He wraps his hand around his main cock and brings it to my entrance, coating me in more of his fluid. The tip of the silver one presses against my clit and does exactly what I asked—it begins to vibrate.

“My delectable bride. I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my entire life.”

Aldronn’s words flash through my mind, and the desire he feels for me floods my entire body, so intense it tips me over the edge. Tingling warmth explodes outward as I come, screaming my pleasure to the sky.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Aldronn

May’s heat barely wraps the head of my cock, and she’s already climaxing, the fluttering of her entrance making me grit my teeth to hold on to control as my balls tighten.

Fuck. I’m not coming like some untried teen before I’ve even entered her!

And I’m especially not coming before I make her orgasm again, wrapped tight around my length.

Her body shakes, and I increase my hold on her wrists and pick up her leg, pulling her knee higher and opening her wider for me.

The vibrations of the stud thrum through me where it connects to the base of my cock, adding to my pleasure. My bride is certainly full of surprises. No one’s ever turned my stud into a second erection. I haven’t even heard rumors of such, and with the way men can talk when all alone, I’m certain I would have.It seems some humans might be more sexually adventurous than orcs, and my moon bound is one of them. What a happy discovery!

Goddess, the thought of almost losing her today is unbearable. To think I might never have tasted her, never have felt her orgasm. To think we would never have this utter perfection.

Magic shivers through the air, May’s crystal flaring to life. I open my mouth to protest that she’s not recovered enough to use her powers, when utter bliss slams into me, stealing my breath.

Pleasure, flowing in waves, washes over me, almost as if I’m coming. But I haven’t yet. This isn’t my climax—it’s May’s.

Her brown eyes shine in the light of the magical mushrooms, lovely pools of desire I would willingly drown in. I ride the sensation with her, reveling in knowing I brought her to this, I gave her this joy.

As soon as it ebbs enough that I can move, I thrust forward, the tight heat of her core gripping me with a delicious pressure that makes me groan. The sensation is doubled when I feel how much she’s enjoying the stretch of my size.

“Fuck, he’s huge!”

“All for you,” I growl, plunging deeper. “You’re the reason I’m this hard. It’s all from wanting you.”

Her gasps drive me wild, her inner muscles clenching with each one.

May’s hands wrench against my grip, and I drag her arms even higher until her back arches off the rock, her entire body pulled taut as a bow.

She moans, loving it.

“Look at you, so wet and ready for me, spreading your legs wide.”

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