Page 21 of Bread with the Orc
I hid my giggles against his chest, so I felt when he inhaled.
“You’re sure, Laney? You’re sure you’re ready for me?”
Before I could answer, he took my hand and lowered it to his cock, wrapping my fingers around his thickness. We both sucked in a gasp at the sensation.
“I’m not small,dkaar,” he murmured. “We don’t have to do this right now if you don’t want to.”
Was he kidding? I tipped my head back, my smile confident. “I’m beyond ready. I want to come on your cock, Dorvak.”
Which is how I found myself straddling him as he settled against the mattress on his back. My thighs were on either side of his waist, and I loved how perfectly we fit together.
“This position will make it easier for you.” His cock nestled against my ass. “Take me when you’re ready, love,” he commanded.
And how could I ignore that?
I positioned myself over him, the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, a mix of anticipation and nervousness coursing through me. Dorvak’s hands were on my hips, his thumbs tracing circles on my skin, his touch both soothing and electrifying.
“Take your time, Laney,” he murmured, his voice a deep rumble. “There’s no rush. You’re in control.”
I nodded, taking a deep breath as I began to lower myself onto him. The initial stretch was intense, his cock head breaching my entrance, the first ridge sliding in with a sensation that was both pleasure and burn.
I gasped, my hands gripping his chest for support.
“That’s it, love,” he growled, his hands moving to caress my thighs, my ass, my back. “You’re doing so good. Taking my cock so beautifully.”
Each ridge slid into me, stretching me, filling me in a way I’d never experienced before. The sensation was overwhelming, the intensity of it bordering on pain—he was even bigger than my dildo!—but the pleasure was undeniable.
I could feel every inch of him, every ridge of his cock as I slowly sank down, my body adjusting to his size. Dorvak’s hands never stopped moving, his touch gentle and encouraging, his words a constant stream of praise.
“You’re so tight, Laney,” he groaned, his eyes locked onto mine. “So perfect. Look at you, taking all of me.”
I could feel the stretch, the burn, but I could also feel the pleasure building, the pressure coiling in my core. Andthen, finally, I was fully seated, his cock buried deep inside me. And as he’d promised?—
“Dorvak!” I gasped, my back arching as pleasure burst over me.
Aiya, is this what he’d meant? I bucked on top of his cock, chasing that orgasm, absolutely adoring the way my inner muscles—already stretched so wide—clamped around him. I groaned, my hands gripping his chest, my nails digging into his skin.
“Fuck, Laney,” he murmured, his hips quivering, but absolutely still beneath mine. “Such a good girl. So fucking perfect.”
His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as I rode him. I wanted…I needed…
“More,” I gasped. “I want more.”
With a growl, he began to move, his hips flexing just slightly beneath me, sliding his cock out of me only a tiny amount, then pushing back in. Still, that was enough to make me gasp again, clutching at him.
“Iwillmake you scream my name,” he promised. “Soon.”
I could only groan in agreement as he slid out of me again, the ridges playing merry hell with my still-sensitive core. I wanted this, but at the same time, I wasn’t sure how I could stand it.
Dorvak’s grip on my hips tightened, his fingers pressing into my flesh as he showed me what to do. He guided my movements, lifting me slightly before pulling me back down onto his cock, each thrust a symphony of sensationthat had me gasping and moaning. His ridges stroked my inner walls, sparking nerves I never knew existed, driving me to the brink of madness.
“You feel so fucking good, love,” he growled, his voice thick with desire. “So tight, so wet. You’re taking my cock so beautifully.”
His words of praise washed over me, fueling the fire within. I leaned forward, bracing my hands on his chest, surrendering to the rhythm he set. His muscles flexed beneath my palms, his strength evident as he fucked me from below, his hips rising to meet mine with each thrust.
The room filled with the sound of our bodies coming together, the wet slap of flesh on flesh, the ragged breaths that escaped my lips. I was lost in a blissful haze, my mind consumed by the pleasure coursing through me. Each thrust sent waves of ecstasy crashing over me, each ridge on his cock sending jolts of electricity straight to my core.
“Dorvak,” I breathed, my voice barely a whisper. “Oh God, Dorvak.”
