Page 12 of Alpha-hole Orc

I splay my hands over his chest, relishing the way his muscles jump and flex beneath my palms. Down, down, over the ridged plane of his stomach to the waistband of his pants. My fingers dance along the edge, teasing, and Viktoor growls.

“Don’t tease me, witch.” Viktoor grabs my wrists, pinning them to the door above my head. His thigh presses higher, rubbing against my core, and I gasp at the delicious friction. “Or I won’t be gentle.”

I meet his golden gaze with a defiant smile, desire burning in my veins. “Who says I want you to be gentle?”

Viktoor’s eyes flare, a predator’s hunger in their depths. He snarls, and then his mouth is on mine again, devouring.

His lips crash against mine, our kiss filled with hunger and longing, as we lose ourselves in the intensity of their connection.

The kiss is all teeth and tongue, raw passion and alpha-male dominance. I melt into it, submitting to Viktoor’s claim, and moan.

He releases my wrists only to grab my ass, hauling me up against him. My legs wrap around his waist instinctively, the hard length of his arousal pressing against my core. I rock my hips, rubbing against him, and Viktoor growls into my mouth.

His hands roam over my body, groping and squeezing, stoking the fires of my desire higher and higher. I fist my hands in his hair, holding him close, unwilling to break the kiss for even a moment.

The rest of the world fades away until there is only Viktoor—his hands on my body, his mouth devouring mine, the solid strength of him pressed against me. I’m drowning in him, lost to the passion and the pleasure, and I never want to surface.

Our clothes are discarded in a frenzy of desire, revealing our naked bodies, eager to explore and indulge in each other’s pleasure.

Viktoor breaks the kiss just long enough to rip my blouse open, buttons popping and scattering across the floor. His mouth descends to my breasts, sucking and nipping, as he shoves my skirt up around my waist.

I cry out at the sensation, arching into him, my fingers scrabbling at his shirt. He chuckles darkly against my skin and grabs my wrists again, pinning them above my head.

“Patience, mate.” His voice is a low rumble, stroking over my nerves. “I want to take my time with you.”

I whimper, need and desire swirling through me. “Viktoor, please!”

He nuzzles between my breasts, his fangs scraping lightly. “All in due time.”

I strain against his grip, desperate to touch him, but his hold is unbreakable. Whining in frustration, I go still. If he wants to play, I’ll play. For now.

A satisfied grunt. “That’s my good girl.” His free hand slides down to cup between my legs, one long finger stroking my slick folds. “So fucking wet for me.”

I gasp as that finger slips inside, my inner muscles clenching around it. Viktoor growls again, the sound vibrating through me, as he starts to move his finger in a slow, steady rhythm.

“Viktoor!”

“Shh.” A nip at my collarbone, followed by a soothing lick of his tongue. “Just enjoy it, my love.”

I moan, lost in the sensation, in the pleasure and intimacy of his touch. The rest of the world recedes until there is only Viktoor and the magic he’s working on my body.

His finger curls, hitting just the right spot, and stars burst behind my eyes. “Oh!”

“There she is.” Triumph colors his voice as he starts to rub that spot with intent. “You’re close already, aren’t you?”

I whimper, beyond words, as he picks up the pace. The pressure builds and builds, my breaths coming in ragged gasps. So close, almost—

Viktoor stops.

My eyes fly open to see his golden gaze gleaming down at me, a wicked smirk on his lips. The arousal in his scent has spiked, betraying how much he’s enjoying this game of his.

I growl, baring my teeth. “Viktoor Blukan, if you don’t finish what you started right now—”

He cuts me off with a searing kiss, all heat and hunger. I moan into his mouth, melting under the onslaught of sensation.

When he breaks away, I’m panting. “Please.” It’s all I can manage.

Viktoor’s eyes soften. Once more, his finger finds that sensitive spot and starts to move.

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