Page 25 of Orc's Claim
My choice.
This is why I’m so relaxed. His cock is nothing more than a part of him, a male I love. And the more I look at it, the more beauty I see in it… in him.
The skin is a darker green than the rest of him, and there are ridges, similar to those on his forehead. I run my finger along hiscock, past the silky-smooth tip and the first few inches to those fascinating ridges that ring his cock mid-way down. Such a contrast, both terrifying and exciting. I’ve never touched a cock before, let alone given a blow job.
Ryko’s hands loosely close around my head petting my hair. “Follow your instincts.”
My instincts say to trust him, so that’s what I do. With my tongue, I reach out and touch the tip of his cock, surprised by the sweet and salty taste there. I have to admit a thrill moves through me as I lean in and lick him a second time with less fear.
Another swipe, and his hand stills in my hair, gripping slightly, but nothing painful.
As I explore, licking around the tip, listening to the slight hitch of his breath, my courage builds, emboldening me. I used to hide from everything and everyone, scared of what people think, what they’ll do. Scared to try new things.
No longer.
My orc leans forward and brushes the head of his cock against my lips, encouraging me to continue. The tip of my tongue glides down that hard length, learning the soft, silky texture and fascinating ridges as I imagine him against other parts of me.
“I was wrong earlier,” he says, his fingers sinking into my hair. “My female does not fear me.”
Hearing him joke relaxes me further. This feels utterly dirty, me licking a guythere, and letting myself get wet and messy with him. When I curl the flat of my tongue along his underside, a slight moan escapes him.
And my lady parts clench. Hard.
How does he do that to me?
“Now what?” I ask, distracted by the thrumming between my legs.
“Open, my Lily.”
My mouth opens, and slowly, he slides his cock in. I’mstunned that I’m on my knees, my mouth closing around an orc’s cock.
That I started this.
I mold my mouth around his cock, like I’m the sheath to one of his swords. I hear the pun inside my head, but it fits so perfectly I can’t think of anything else.
“No teeth, female.”
My eyes dart up to him as I open wider, mindful of my teeth. He looks so happy, and serious at the same time.
A finger glides down my cheek. “You are mine,” he trills as he slides in deeper.
I suck so hard my cheeks hollow. Deep, glorious moans fill my ears.
I did that! Me! I drew those beautiful sounds from him!
“You’re so vekking good, my Lily.”
But I want to be bad. So bad I won’t be able to get the glorious sound of him moaning out of my head when I go to sleep tonight.
As I continue to suck on him he sighs. “It’s been so long.”
Before I can pull off and ask what he’s talking about, he grips my head and begins thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth, fucking me. Slowly, at first, but rapidly gaining speed.
I dig my nails into his ass, a hard piece of flesh made for grabbing. With each of his thrusts, I push myself onto his cock until his tip strikes the back of my throat. That startles me and I lose the rhythm we attained.
“Breathe. Through your nose,” he instructs.
I focus on what he’s saying. It’s not easy at first, but I’m happy to let him take over. I can’t exactly ask questions with his cock down my throat.
