Page 71 of My Orc Billionaire
He gently fingered me, sliding his thick digits through my slick heat as we stood there, our breaths mingling. I could feel the calluses on his fingers, the roughness that reminded me of the strength he possessed. It was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure through me as I grew more and more aroused.
“Gods, Riven,” he growled, his voice deep and raspy against my throat. “The scent of your arousal is driving me mad.”
His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I could feel the pressure building as I squirmed against him. He removed his fingers, bringing them to his mouth, his eyes locked onto mine as his tongue flicked across them, gathering my arousal.
Oh God.
Would I ever get tired of this male and the things he could make me feel? In the two months we’d been together, we hadn’t become bored yet with our lovemaking, and my pulse thundered withneed.
Abydos began to undress me, his massive hands gentle as he lifted my shirt over my head, revealing my breasts. He worshiped them as he had before, only this time there was no shirt in his way. He took each nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing until I was writhing against him. He touched every inch of me, his hands trailing down my sides, over my hips, and finally, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties, pulling them down and letting them drop to the floor.
I was naked before him, and the way he looked at me made me feel like the most beautiful creature in the world. He didn’t see my scars any more than I saw his. This was justAbydos, and now that he’d capped his tusk and had no reason to torture himself, those scars had been relegated to his past. Just like mine.
I wanted to touch him too, to feel the power in his body, so I reached for his cock. It was still wet from my earlier ministrations, or perhaps the cinnamon-spiced seed leaking from the tip.
I stroked him, my hand barely able to wrap around his ridged girth.
He groaned, a deep, primal sound that echoed through the room, and I thought perhaps we were going to start with a mutual masturbation session. Should have known he would surprise me.
Because with a firm grip on my hips, Abydos suddenly pulled away and guided me over to the floor-to-ceiling window. He crowded behind me, pushing me against the cool glass, making me gasp. Far in the distance, we could see lightning in the clouds as the storm rolled closer, and Abydos lifted my palms to spread them against the glass. The contrast between the chill of the window and the heat of his body behind me sending shivers of anticipation through me.
My heart was in my throat as he stepped back, pulling my hips back as well, nudging my legs apart. What was he?—
And then he knelt behind me, so I could feel his breath on my most sensitive skin. When he licked my pussy from that position, his thick, ridged tongue sliding from my clit to my anus, I gasped, my body arching in response. When he slid two fingers inside of me, I groaned and pressed backward, trying to reach themdeeper.
This position was different than I was used to, and without his palm cupping my clitoris and providing pressure there, I felt as if I were on the edge with no way to fall forward. I whimpered as he twisted his hand to curl his fingers forward, providing that pressurefrom the inside.
Then he lifted one of my legs so I had to balance on the other, but it allowed him to reach my clitoris with his tongue.Thank you, God!
The combination of his fingers inside me and his tongue teasing my most sensitive spot was overwhelming. I pushed against his mouth, writhingand moaning as my orgasm crashed over me. My body convulsed, and I collapsed against the cool glass, my breath fogging up the window as I rode out the waves of pleasure.
Far out at sea, lightning lit the clouds.
Gently, Abydos lifted me away from the window, his strong hands steady and sure. He lowered me to the floor, positioning me on my hands and knees as my limbs shook from the aftermath of that climax. The room was filled with the distant rumble of thunder, the explosive imagery outside mirroring our own storm of desire and need.
Abydos was still kneeling behind me, his massive cock pressing at my entrance. My inner muscles were still spasming, but I knew what was coming, and couldn’t wait. As he began to push inside me, I rocked back, forcing him deeper, faster. And I gasped, the sensation of his thick, ridged cock stretching me as fulfilling as always.
When his hips slammed into my ass and his cock was fully seated, my body responded with the anticipated instant orgasm, my inner muscles clamping down on him, trying to pull him deeper.
"Oh God," I whimpered, my fingers curling against the floor as I tried to steady myself. “Yes.” The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful, every ridge of his cock sending shockwaves through my body.
Then, before my climax had begun to subside, Abydos began to move, his hips thrusting slowly and deliberately. The sensation of him filling me from behind was exquisite, each ridge of his cock rubbingagainst every sensitive spot inside me. With his length, he could reach that spot behind my clitoris that drove me wild. I could feel every inch of him as he slid in and out, the friction building a heat that threatened to consume me.
I rocked back to meet his thrusts, our bodies moving in sync. The sound of our skin coming together filled the room, punctuated by the distant thunder. Each thrust sent me spiraling, the pleasure building higher and higher—or maybe my orgasm had never really ended. The distant storm, visible from my position on my hands and knees in front of the window, seemed to echo our own crescendo.
Abydos's hands roamed over my body, caressing my hips, my back, my breasts, driving me wild with his touch. I could feel his cock swelling inside me, the ridges becoming more pronounced as his own pleasure grew. The sensation was, as always, completely remarkable and wholly fulfilling.
The storm outside grew closer, the lightning illuminating the room in brilliant flashes, and I briefly hoped it wouldn’t ruin our friends’ celebration. Every time Abydos thrust into me, I felt a jolt of pleasure that was almost electrifying, syncing with the storm's fury.
"Abydos," I moaned, my voice a plea and a praise all at once. The way he filled me, the way his cock stretched me, was overwhelming. I could feel every ridge, every contour of him, as if we were made to fit together perfectly.
We were Mates. Of course we were.
His hands gripped my hips tighter, his thrusts becoming more urgent. The sound of his ragged breaths mixed with the thunder outside, creating a symphony of raw desire and nature's chaos. With each thrust, I could feel him going deeper, hitting spots that made me see stars.
“My radiance,” he groaned. “Mydkaar.”
“Yours. Oh God, Abydos,yours.”
