Page 28 of Bread with the Orc
His eyes met mine, a question in their depths. “You remember what will happen?”
I was going to come as soon as he was fully seated. I nodded eagerly, arching my hips to meet him, my hands holding onto his shoulders. “This time, you’re going to come with me?”
“Thistime, will you scream my name?” he countered, a glint of a smirk on his lips.
“If you claim me fully, Dorvak, I won’t carewhocan hear me.”
His thick cock probed at my entrance, and I spread my legs even wider, pleased we’d been practicing. I could take his cock, just as he wanted. Just as I wanted.
“Breed me,” I whispered. “Please, Dorvak.”
With a low growl, he slid home.
I gasped as my orgasm hit me, my back arching beneath his body. He held still, allowing me to buck on his cock, my thighs squeezing him as my body accepted his in the most delicious way.
Then, before my climax had faded, he began to move.
Dorvak’s cock filled me completely, the ridges along his length creating addicting pleasure. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, the ridges rubbing against sensitive spots I’d never guessed existed before I met him. He moved slowly at first, allowing me to feel every inch of him, every ridge, as he slid in and out.
“Fuck, Laney,” he groaned, his voice a deep rumble in my ear. “You feel so fucking good. So tight, so wet. Mine.”
“Yours,” I gasped in agreement, my legs trying to wrap around his hips. I didn’t want him to pull out this time.
“I’m going to breed this sweet cunt,” he rasped as he thrust into me. “Mark you as mine forever.”
I wanted that. Oh God, I wanted that.“Yes.”
My body responded to his, my hips moving in sync with his thrusts. The sensation of his cock, ridged and thick, stretching me, filling me, was overwhelming. I could feel every ridge as he pulled out, only to slide back in, hitting a spot deep inside that made me see stars.
Despite my recent orgasm, my body was already responding, already ready for more. Or maybe the pleasure had never really faded, maybe it had just shifted, evolved into something deeper, something more intense. I could feel the pressure building again, could feel the tingling in my toes, the heat in my core.
Dorvak’s pace quickened, his hips moving with a primal rhythm that had me gasping for breath. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through me, the ridges of his cock stroking my inner walls in a way that had me teetering on the edge of another orgasm. I could feel the tension coiling in my core, ready to snap at any moment.
Just as I was about to tumble over the edge, Dorvak reached down and grabbed my legs, pulling them up beside me, widening me even more. The sudden change in position had me gasping, the sensation of being so open and exposed sending a wild thrill through me.
I was completely at his mercy, spread wide for his pleasure.
“Look at you, Mate,” he growled, his eyes roving over my body, taking in the sight of me spread out before him. “So fucking beautiful, so open for me.”
And then, with a wicked grin, he pressed his thumb against my clitoris.
The sensation was overwhelming, sending me crashing over the edge. I screamed his name as I came, my body convulsing around his cock, my inner walls clamping down on his ridges. Waves of pleasure washed over me, my vision blurring as I rode out the orgasm, my body shaking uncontrollably.
And with a look of triumph in his green eyes, Dorvak roared, a wordless sound that echoed through the room. His hips thrust forward one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go. He came, his cock pulsing within me, spilling his hot seed against my womb. The sensation of him filling me sent another wave of pleasure crashing through me, prolonging my orgasm, my body milking him for every last drop.
He was panting when he loosened his hold on my legs, allowing me to slide them along his body, the ache oh-so-sweet. With a grunt, he locked his hands on my waist and rolled over, taking me with him, until he was lying on his back and I was spread out on top of him.
I could feel his cum leaking from my core, and I wriggled against him.
“Mine,” he growled quietly, his voice thick with emotion. “You are mine, Laney. Now and forever.”
I whimpered in agreement, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of our combined pleasure. His words sent a thrill through me, the primal part of me reveling in his claim. I was his, completely and utterly.
“I knew you could do it,dkaar.” Dorvak was smiling, a rare sight, up at me proudly. “Iknewyou could take my seed and scream my name.”
I wanted to kiss him, but I couldn’t reach his mouth. Instead, I pressed my lips to his chest and whispered, “You made me feel so good.”
The noise he made was somewhere between a hum and a chuckle, and IswearI felt his cock jump inside me. He was still hard, still spearing me. I felt wrung out, my body humming with pleasure.
