He lightly smacks my right butt cheek. “If you overexcite me, I may not be as gentle as you require.”
I’m momentarily overwhelmed with a sensation I’ve never experienced before. The energy within me sizzles and spikes, leaving me on edge, but this new sensation… heaven help me, this isfreedom. My soul soars as I understand what it means to take control, to demand what I need, without the worry that I’ll lose him if I misstep. Because I won’t.
He’s as much mine as I am his. And together… we’rewhole.
“Show me who you are. Don’t hold back,” I demand, and then add, “Trust me, Ryko. I won’t break.”
“You want rough, female?” He sounds surprised.
I want you. All of you.I shake my ass to send a very clear message.
His palm smacks my left butt cheek with a sharp crack that echoes through the cave. Shockwaves travel straight to my pussy.
“Humans are fragile compared to orcs.”
“Take me hard, orc. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he draws the word out as he pinches my nipple and holds it, as if he’s debating what to do, how far he can go.
A single long thrust, deeper than last time nearly catches me off guard. I dig my hands into the dirt for leverage just in time as he thrusts again.
I savor the fullness even as his hands settle on my hips. He’s asfar in as he can go, I believe, but before I can ponder if that’s the case, he pulls out and thrusts back in. Again. And again. And again until his grunts drown out my panting.
I can barely hold myself up against the force of him, and yet it feels as if he’s holding back.
“Show me who you are, Ryko,” I grunt out.
“No, I can’t do that to you.”
“If you don’t, then your grak will!”
With a roar, he pulls my knees off the loin cloth and into the air, supporting my body with his hands beneath my thighs and drives into me from behind so fast and deep I cry out from the sheer fullness. His pace turns relentless, each thrust harder, faster, deeper.
“Mine! You are mine. No other will touch you!”
From this position, with only my hands on the ground, I can no longer rock back into him. He’s thrusting so hard, every part of my body awakens. His balls slap against my clit, as my taut nipples rake over the ground, the friction adding to the maelstrom building within me.
I’m balancing on the edge of that cliff, teetering, desperate for him to push me over. “Need to come.”
“You will not.” His voice turns unyielding as he continues fucking me hard.
The pace is punishing and oddly intoxicating. My greedy body sucks him in with each thrust, as if he’s a part of me I can’t survive without. The fullness, the feel of those ridges inside me… fuck, I’m wound so tight I can practically see the strings tethering me to this plane ready to snap.
“Vekking mine!” He slams into me so hard that it’s all I can do to keep my head off the ground. Animalistic sounds of grunting and heavy balls slapping against my pussy fill my ears adding to the wanton need to be taken, fucked… used. But this sense of being on edge, the need to release, will overwhelm me soon.
My eyes roll back in my head with a particularly forceful thrust. “Ryko!” A plea. It’s all I can manage.
“Not yet,” he barks out as a hard palm smacks my ass again. Once, twice… Heaven help me, the sting of his hand on my ass stokes the fire inside me. I crave more of him, more of what he does to me.
He’s worked me into such a frenzy that I’m going to explode.
Will you catch me when I fall, my sweet orc?
Always,his deep voice replies.
I’m shocked at the word entering my mind. I must be imagining it. A remnant of the euphoria dancing around the edges of my consciousness taunting me, waiting for me.
“Now, female. Give me your release.” He pinches my sensitive clit and shakes it incredibly fast sending wave after wave of intense pleasure through me. He’s not relenting. It’s too much and I begin to shake, but the orgasm hovers beyond my reach.