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I wantedhimto feel good too.

I surged forward, catching his face in my hands and slamming my mouth to his, trying to show him what that had meant to me. “So good,” I murmured in between the kisses I peppered over his lips and jaw. “God, Abydos, that was amazing.”

“That wasmytreat,” he growled, and I had to laugh.

Miracle of miracles, I felt his lips curl beneath mine. Was that cockiness? It was allowed.

But not enough. Still dropping kisses across his skin, I reached down to capture his cock in both of my hands. I felt him stiffen in surprise, then melt as I stroked him.

“I want you,” I whispered harshly, wondering if I had the dexterity to bend down and suck him off while he was still holding me. “Please? I promise?—”

His fingers curled inside me. “No promises, Riven.”

Is that what he thought I’d meant? “No, no, I know that. You don’t have to promise me anything, I swear. I know this is just—like…” I groaned again when he stroked me from the inside. Was it possible I was already primed for another round? “You don’t need to say anything. I know we can’t likedateor anything, you’re my boss?—”

I broke off with a breathless moan when his fingertips brushed against my g-spot. Dear God, I don’t think I’d ever experienced that with a guy before! My fingers skimmed over the ridges of his cock, and I was already squirming, desperate to feel them inside of me.

“I don’t wantyouto have to promise me anything, my pretty little human.”

That’s what he thought of me, and that was okay. It wasenough,if only he’d let me feel that huge cock.

“Please, Abydos. I’m not asking for any commitment. I’m clean, I swear—it’s been almost two years since I slept with anyone, and I have an IUD,because I didn’t want to worry—that doesn’t matter. I just want…” The noise I made when he tugged me toward himwith his fingers in my pussycould only be called a mewl.

“You want my thick orc cock, Riven?”

I whimpered, pressing my forehead against his shoulder, realizing I was begging for it like a slut. “Yes, please.”

We were both holding our breaths, but finally he released his and grunted what I chose to believe was an agreement. Eagerly, I sat up, and he slid his finger from me. When I went to climb off—I swear, I just wanted to peel off my undies—his hand closed around mine.

I could feel my own arousal in his touch.

“Do you know what happens when an orc fucks?” he growled, his gaze holding mine.

Breathless, I nodded. “I’m going to come instantly. Sami calls it an insta-O.” I squeezed his cock. “Please?”

His lips twitched. “It’s good to see what you’re actually interested in.”

Did he possibly think thiswasn’tabout him? I leaned forward to kiss him, even as I maneuvered off his lap. He leaned forward so we could continue to kiss as I wriggled out of my panties and kicked off my boots. He broke the kiss long enough to shove down his trousers and boxers…

My mouth watered at the sight of his cock.

Abydos reached for it, and the way he watched me told me he knew how much I wanted it.

I climbed back into his lap, straddling his thighs once more. Through the window behind him, stars glittered in the darkness, but I couldn't focus on anything except the magnificent orc beneath me. His hands found my hips as I positioned myself over his cock, the thick head pressing against my entrance.

"Easy," he murmured, his voice rougher than usual. "Take your time."

I began to ease down and immediately understood what he meant. The first set of ridges stretched me impossibly wide, a sharp burn that made me gasp. But God, it felt good too—that delicious edge between pleasure and pain.

"That's it," Abydos growled, his thumbs stroking soothing circles on my skin. "Breathe, Riven. You’re doing perfectly."

His praise sent heat spiraling through me as I worked to take more of him. I exhaled, allowing my body to release, and as I did, I slid lower atop his cock.

Each ridge was a new challenge, stretching me further than I'd ever been stretched before. The burn intensified, but then his hands were everywhere—caressing my sides, cupping my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers until I was whimpering with need.

"Such a good girl," he murmured, his gravelly voice a near-constant stream of encouragement now. "Taking my cock so perfectly. You feel incredible."

The combination of his words and touch distracted me from the overwhelming fullness, made the burn feellike ecstasy. Inch by torturous inch, I sank down onto him, each ridge a small victory that left me trembling.