Page 76 of Rough Riding Orc Cowboy

His own pleasure built as he continued to move inside me. His thrusts became deeper, more urgent. But he maintained control, ensuring he didn't overwhelm me. His breathing became more ragged, his muscles bunching and tensing.

“Beth,” he groaned, his voice filledwith emotion. His body shuddered with his release, a low growl escaping his lips. His eyes closed and his body shook with the intensity of his orgasm.

A sense of awe and wonder filled me. I’d done this for him. This was us, connected in the most intimate way possible. His heart pounded against my chest, his bliss flowing into me, pushing me closer to the edge. My body tingled, my skin flushed, and my muscles tightened, gripping him, drawing him deeper.

I was a bowstring pulled taut, ready to snap. But I didn't. Not yet. There was a gravity to this, something far greater than need or pleasure, something vast and terrifying and right. As if in the span of a single breath, something fundamental had rearranged itself inside me.

I hovered on the precipice, my body poised on the cusp of something big.

My body promised release, but it teetered just out of reach. It was exhilarating, terrifying, this dance with the unknown. I wanted to stay here with him forever. I wanted to savor the feeling of him inside me, the sound of his ragged breathing in my ear, and the sight of his body tensing with desire.

His eyes locked onto mine, his gaze fierce and demanding. “Hold on, Beth,” he growled. “Stay with me. I’ll get you there.” He remained inside me, our bodies still connected. Curling forward, he captured my lips in a deep kiss. He stroked my clit, his touch building the heat deep inside me.

His cock started hardening again as his fingers worked magic, the coorails performing their own magic.My body responded, and I could feel it, the promise of something amazing, just out of reach.

His eyes met mine, filled with adoration. “You feel incredible, Beth,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire. “I want to see you come undone. I want to feel you let go. Can you do that for me?”

His words, his touch, his body inside mine, it was all too much in the most perfect way. My body was climbing higher and higher, tensing, and my breathing came in short gasps. I was on the edge, ready to fall.

Ruugar's fingers stroked my clit, circling and pressing with a rhythm that matched the slow, deep thrusts he made with his cock. Each touch sent sparks of heat shooting through me, building the tension that had been coiling in my core.

“Ruugar,” I cried out, arching up to meet his thrusts. His eyes locked on mine, filled with a hunger that matched my own. He was breathing hard, his muscles tense, but his focus was entirely on me.

His fingers moved faster, applying just the right amount of pressure. My body responded, and I bucked my hips against him, my inner muscles clenching around his cock. I savored every inch of him, thick and hard, filling me completely. The way the coorails buzzed, enhancing my pleasure.

“Look how well you take my cock, Beth,” he growled, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me. “Would you like me to go faster?”

I bobbed my head, nearly lost in the sensation of him moving.

He started pumping harder, faster. “Can you take this?”

“Yes.” I clung to his sides. “More. Please.” I was so close. One more push, and I would fall.

He hitched my legs up and splayed me wider, then drove into me, over and over, pushing hard and riding the feelings coursing through me in heavy waves.

“Eyes on me, Beth. I need to see you come undone.”

His words pushed me closer to the edge. My body tightened. His cock thrust deeper, hitting a spot that sent waves of bliss crashing through me. I was so very close.

With a final flick of his fingers on my clit and a deep drive of his cock, everything inside me shattered. The orgasm tore through me, intense and mind-consuming. My body convulsed, my muscles clenching around him, drawing him deeper.

Waves of heat washed over me, again and again, each one more powerful than the last until I collapsed beneath him. I was completely, utterly spent, and there was no place I’d rather be than in the shelter of this male’s arms.

His body tensed, his muscles straining, and his cock pulsed deep inside me. He let out a low growl and his entire body shuddered. I could feel him releasing inside me, the heat of him claiming my body with his own.

With another growl, he collapsed on top of me, though he braced most of his weight with his arms.

A sense of completeness filled me, a wholeness that was both familiar and new. It was as if every part ofme was aligned with him. I wasn't only Beth anymore; I was a part of something larger, something eternal.

I'd spent my life scattering pieces of myself behind, parts lost with every step. But lying here, entwined with him, I no longer felt like there were parts of me missing. No gaps in my soul left unfilled. I was his, and he was mine.

We lay in the grass, our bodies still joined, our lungs raging. My heart pounded, and I stroked his sides plus what I could reach of his back. I didn't think life could get any better than this.

I was glad I'd chosen this male for my first time. This was right. Perfect. It was everything I’d ever imagined and more. I couldn't wait to do it again, to explore every inch of him, to feel him move inside me again, to hear his breath hitch and his heart race when he gave way.

“Beth,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe and wonder. “You are amazing.”

I smiled, my heart swelling with love

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