Page 43 of Shared By Two Orcs

We climax gloriously, roaring and screaming our bliss. Yamarz keeps himself seated as well, until the crest of our pleasure wave ebbs, and we all three collapse on the floor. Spent and sated, we all lay together, recovering our breathing.

This was the joy I wanted all of us to experience. How much stronger and happier we all are together. We’re a sweaty, exhausted mess, and yet all three of us are grinning from ear to ear.

Gently, Yamarz pulls his fingers away, and I settle back into him, while Duma brushes a softer finger over my nipple in a lingering motion. That’s when I realize the Yamarz’s erection has returned in full force, and I cast a look over my shoulder, raising an eyebrow in question.

He gives a small shrug, entirely unapologetic. “Like you said, the night is young,” he answers my unspoken question. His chipped tusk makes his teasing grin even more playful, and makes him look as young as Duma again.

The other orc pivots my attention as he trails up along my jawline. “And this time Willo, you can believe that the two of us aren’t going anywhere without you now.”

“That’s a promise.”

23

DUMA

The last couple of weeks have been nothing but bliss, perhaps the very best in all of my life. Things have been going great ever since that day in Willo’s house where all was revealed. I couldn’t have been happier with how it all went.

In the days that have passed, we’ve resumed going on group dates. We spend days in the sun sharing delicious food, strong wine, and amazing conversation. Nights we spend at each other’s homes, having fun and exploring each other’s bodies. Yamarz and I wasted no time in falling back into our easy friendship, all awkwardness dispelled as we’ve come to more of an understanding.

Safe to say, life feels like a pleasant dream. Whenever he and I walk by each other in the camp, we smile at each other. Willo and I have started seeing each other more regularly as well, even when Yamarz isn’t around, although I can’t deny enjoying his company. There’s something about watching her reactions to him that I like.

My feelings have gone through the roof. I want Willo so bad that it hurts when she’s not around. Not a single day has gone by when I haven’t seen one of them. Whenever I have to leave for work, I’m always counting down the hours until I meet up with them again.

My time in the woods lately has been spent thinking about what it is I truly want, and my mind always turns back to the blooming feelings I have for Willo and the easy camaraderie I have with Yamarz. Such is the case now as I return from the forest, eager to finish up my shift. I’ve arranged for Willo to come by my place later on for some lunch. My body has been hungry for her all day.

The next group of perimeter guards take over as I clock out. I break off in a confident stride, making my way back home. As I walk, thoughts of Yamarz pop into my head.

It would be nice to get some quality time with him, maybe spar, or do something we can’t do when we’re both so wrapped up in Willo.

As if on cue, I suddenly spot him in the distance. He reclines against a wall, peering up into the blue afternoon sky. His face is serene, his yellow eyes gleaning like miniature suns. I call out to him as I approach, and a smile etches across his face as he looks at me.

“Duma!” he exclaims. “Good to see you!”

I clap a hand to his shoulder, grinning widely at him as I take up a place on the wall beside him.

“How are you?” I ask.

“Long day, but better now,” Yamarz chuckles. “Are you just back from work?”

“Yeah, I just finished a few minutes ago.”

“Really? Well then… why don’t we go kill some time til Willo’s available?”

The genuine happiness written across his face is nothing short of infectious.

“I’d like that,” I reply, smiling so hard my cheeks threaten to crack.

I never would have imagined that an orc like Yamarz would be friends with an orc like me– much less if we were interested in the same woman– but the more I’ve gotten to know the male, the more that I’ve realized that we’re not all that dissimilar.

Willo coming into our lives only made us realize that we were both lonely, in our own ways, and while Willo has offered us both the romance we’ve been missing, we’ve been able to offer each other genuine friendship and understanding.

Yamarz grunts his approval, kicking off of the wall and turning to face me more fully, a happy gleam in his eyes.

“Willo is coming over in a bit for lunch… But I’ve got some ale and a few axes that need sharpening.”

“Sounds like an afternoon well-spent to me,” Yamarz says, grinning. I return his smile, nodding my head in the direction of my house as we set off. Yamarz matches my pace, both of us walking in easy silence as we admire the base and nature around us.

“How was work?” he asks.

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