Page 41 of Bound to the Orc King

He catches me.

My heavy-lidded eyes snap wide. “Why did you stop?”

“It seemed an appropriate time.” He smirks and sets me on the lower shelf that puts my butt at the height of his groin.

“Appropriate? You took me right to the edge and stopped! That’s the dictionary definition of theoppositeof appropriate!”

“Does that mean you’re ready to beg?” His hand strokes over the large bulge tenting the front of his leather pants.

I bite into my lip and shake my head. “Haven’t seen the goods. Don’t even know what I’d be begging for.”

His grin goes feral as he bends and strips off his boots, sending them sailing over to thump against the ground. Then his hands are on the front of his pants, parting the leather. Before I can get much more than a flash of green, his head blocks my view. He stays bent over until he’s tossed his pants clear. Only then does he stand, lit by the pink glow of the magical mushrooms that cover the cliff all around us.

Fuck.

His dick is glorious. Long and thick and perfectly formed, with a wide head and two rows of piercings glinting along its impressive length, just like in the dream. Milky precum leaks from the tip, and when he wraps his hand around it and gives it two firm tugs, more of the creamy fluid gushes out.

“Are you coming already?” I say in disbelief. I can’t tell if that’s hot or annoying. Hot, to think that eating me out got himthat turned on. Annoying, because I want that dick hard and in me.

“Trust me.” He smirks. “If I were coming, it would be so obvious you wouldn’t need to ask.”

Of all the cocky, arrogant, self-aggrandizing—

Fuck, my clit throbs. It seems I really like him being all cocky, arrogant, and self-aggrandizing.

“Let’s sweeten the deal.” He steps closer, pulling his heavy cock down until a large metal piercing mounted right over it comes into view. Magic tingles through the air, and the surface of the sphere shines light blue. Then it moves, stretching and growing and…

My heart skips in shock, and my mouth drops open, my eyes glued to the second dick mounted right above the first. It’s a little smaller than his real cock, which means it’s still as big as the largest human D I’ve ever seen.

“Would you look at that?” he says, a note of wonder in his voice. “It seems my little queen won’t be satisfied by only one cock. She needs two.”

“Hey, now.” I point to the double phalluses. “That’syourbody. You did that.”

“No, not me.” He shakes his head, his eyes dark with wicked amusement. “My stud reacts to your desires, becoming what you want most.”

My core clenches. Fuck. I’ve never admitted toanyonethat I have a double penetration fantasy. Hell, I barely admit it to myself, even though I bought a special toy I use for butt stuff.

I shake my head. Even if I want to try DP with another person, I need to be prepped for it, and I don’t want to take time for all of that right now. I’m far too aching and empty and impatient to wait.

Aldronn traps both my wrists in one of his huge hands, pinning them to the rock wall over my head so that my back arches, breasts thrust forward.

Oh, yeah? Two can play at this game. I lift my legs and clamp them to his sides, stretching myself wide open. His eyes dip down for long seconds before meeting my gaze, the heat in them molten.

“You want my cocks, little queen?” He leans closer, his deep voice vibrating through me. “Beg.”

“Never.” I bite my lip. We both know I’m going to give in—or at least, I know I will. But this game is too delicious. I want to see what he’ll do next.

His wicked smirk shows I haven’t fooled him. He lifts his other hand, the one covered in his cream, and smears a damp fingertip over my erect nipple.

Fire flashes through me, burning along my nerves, setting my entire body alight. I hover on the edge of orgasm, gasping and shivering and so, soready. “Oh, god! What is that?”

“Orc seed is an aphrodisiac.”

“Understatement much?” I pant. “Fuck me.”

“Are you begging now?” He palms my whole breast, rubbing his seed into my skin in another bolt of desire. Then his voice snaps with command. “Beg.”

My core clenches. God, why do I like that so much? I’m supposed to hate authority!

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