Page 41 of Shared By Two Orcs

“That’s why you invited us both into your home that night,” I laugh.

“All you two needed was a little push to explore those deeper desires.”

“Well, like I said, I regret nothing,” says Duma.

I clap a hand on his shoulder, grinning at him.

“This is only going to strengthen the bond between us all,” says Willo.

I decide to take a chance and move closer to Willo, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“So,” I mutter. “You wouldn’t mind the three of us doing something like that more often?”

“Of course not,” replies Willo. She rises from my grip and comes over, kneeling before Duma and I with a heated spark in her eye. “In fact, I’ve been counting on it.”

“Are you sure?” asks Duma. At the same time, Willo moves her hand up my thigh. My heart begins beating fast as blood rushes to my cock. I suddenly get the feeling that something other-worldly is about to happen.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything else. I only have one thing to ask of both of you…”

At that moment, she crawls up onto the couch and straddles me.

“Just make sure you don’t overthink this again.”

With one hand, she grabs my face as she brings her lips to mine. Our lips meet in a glorious kiss. Our tongues massage one another, and Willo slides her free hand towards Duma’s thick cock, already bulging through the fabric of his clothing. Willo pulls away, breaking our kiss as she turns to Duma. She grabs him by the collar and pulls him over.

What happens next is an experience that stays with me forever.

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WILLO

Igasp in excitement as I climb into Yamarz’s lap, straddling him and bringing our mouths together in a passionate kiss. He pulls me closer, deepening our connection, while I revel in the attention. I slide my hand across Yamarz’s chest, skating down his body until my fingers are wrapped around Duma’s thickness.

Thrills curl inside me, as anticipation builds. It feels like it’s been ages since we were together like this, and I won’t waste another moment. Breaking the kiss with Yamarz with a quick nip to his tusk, I reach out to pull Duma in, bringing him closer to us.

“So are you both ready to put these past few weeks behind us, and make some new memories?” I ask teasingly, shifting my touches to Duma, while still perched on Yamarz’s lap.

“Feisty woman,” Yamarz growls, dragging a hand to caress my breast. His tone is rough, but there is a lightness in his eyes I’ve never seen before, and his mouth is upturned in what could only be described as a grin.

“Our woman,” Duma corrects, settling even closer and pressing into my grip. I skate my free hand to his chest, rubbing lean pecs. His smile is more obvious, and as carefree as I remember.

Seeing the happiness on their faces makes me break out in a wide grin. I missed this so much these past few weeks- this unique connection between the three of us. Now, I’m seated between these two powerful orcs, and the feeling is totally empowering.

“Yes, yes- I’m your woman. Now why don’t the both of you show me what I’ve been missing these past few weeks.” I laugh affectionately, touching both of them, wherever I can.

Duma moves his hands over my back, while Yamarz continues to fondle my chest. A calloused hand brushes my nipple, then delivers a swift pinch, causing me to arc in pleasure. Meanwhile, Duma’s hands move up and up, taking my shirt with them. His moan matches mine as Yamarz continues to grope me.

Yamarz growls possessively as he kisses along my neck, tusks scraping delightfully along my collarbone. Our noises of pleasure sound in the air around us, as Yamarz transfers me over to Duma’s lap- spreading my legs open as he does so. I grind against Duma’s hardened length obligingly, and he chuckles throatily along the shell of my ear as Yamarz loosens the ties on his pants.

“Now, now, if you’re ours, then we want to see all of you.” His command is punctuated by his strong hands running up and down my legs. He tugs on the seams, drawing my own pants down.

“Taste all of you, too,” Duma adds, nibbling gently along my hairline. He’s fondling my breasts now, and I lean further into his touch- as Yamarz finally puts his hands where I’ve been aching the most.

He’s kneeling on the floor in front of me now, pants at his knees and his thickened erection bulging towards me. Stroking between my legs, he rubs my moistened lips, causing my cries of joy to ratchet louder. This is all I have dreamt of these past few weeks, and feeling it now in reality again is almost overwhelming.

“Yes Willo, just like that. You’re so good to us,” Yamarz murmurs, pressing deeper and pushing his fingers inside of me. My movements are stronger now, more primal- as I bump and grind between my two orc men.

I am so caught up in bliss, that it’s only when Duma gives a stuttering gasp behind me, do I realize that he’s begun stroking himself as he watches Yamarz play with me over my shoulder. Looking down, I see Yamarz’s large hand playing with my clit, sending little shock-waves of pleasure through my body.

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