Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23383 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23383 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Every cell in my body is on fire, my willpower tested with each breath and movement of her lips.
“I don’t mind being hurt. Not by you.”
“When I pump my cock inside you, you will mind.”
Her eyebrows rise as she sits on the edge of the mattress as I crouch in front of her.
“When? Not if? Is that what you’re going to do? Try to shove that fat dick of yours inside me?”
“Yes,” I say, the word echoing in my head as I place my hand on her chest and shove her down onto the bed. “But first…” I open my mouth, showing her both my tongues, enhanced by her wide eyes and drooling at the thought of tasting her everywhere. “But first, I will feast on what you hold between your legs. I have heard the others whisper of this. This oral. I did not care, but now, it is all I can think about.”
“You think I’m going to let a big, filthy monster like you eat my sweet pussy here on this dirty mattress?”
“I do not think, I know.” I hold her chest down with my meaty paw as she stills me with her eyes, shaking her head. “I have suffered much in my life, little human, but you denying me will be the worst torture I have felt.”
She is fierce, I have seen this and felt it, but the fear that I cannot stop what we have started is real and an anguished groan catches in my throat.
“Just…I want to please you.” She licks her lips, her hands flat on the mattress. She is trying not to touch me, and although I know my need for her is growing, her touch may be what pushes me over the edge. “Not down here. Not in this pit where they threw me. You’re not like them, are you, Oran?”
Her question is a challenge but every time she says my name, the cage around my heart opens more.
“I will take you to my bed, then. I will taste this sweet pussy of yours. The scent is driving me crazy.”
I know she is my mate and the sudden idea that in the time before me, this human could have been touched by another reddens my vision and sends fire over my skin.
“Is this an innocent pussy, little human? Are you a good girl for me and only me?”
The question hangs between us as her tantalizing smell fills my lungs and gives me a glimpse of my purpose. Makes me want to build something with her, a home, a family, a life.
“Do you mean am I untouched? Pure?”
I grunt on a nod. “Yes. You are a good girl for me. For…” The word sticks, then releases, and my new purpose becomes clear. “For Daddy.”
A switch flicks inside me, there’s a snapping in my ears and a crushing feeling in my chest as her eyes go wide, mouth falling open, and I sense the wetness between her legs.
“Did you just…?”
“Answer Daddy’s question, good girl. Are you untouched for me?”
I slip my hand from her sternum to her throat, clutching her and drawing her upward, her hands springing to my wrist as her touch sends a thousand bee stings into my flesh but I do not care.
She nods. “I’m a virgin. I’ve never done anything. With anyone. Except myself, but not even that much. I just never had the…urge.” She swallows as I bring her to her feet, her face just below mine as I crouch back on my heels. “Until now. You don’t want to take what I’ve saved for you down here in a pit like an animal, do you?”
“No.” I grunt, heaving her over my shoulder in one easy motion, then pulling my body out of the dirt hold and stomping across the building toward the back where there is the bedroom I use when I am here.
Her body is warm, hanging down over my shoulder, her hands roaming over the flesh of my back, her fingers tracing the scars, causing a crack of thunder inside my head. She’s changing me back to who I was before the aliens did their worst.
I waste no time, tugging at her jeans, stripping them along with the white underwear, leaving her pink and smooth on the soft suede hides covering the bed.
I reach down into my pants, the pain of my cock stiff down my leg more than I can bear. I tug it out, letting the leather laces pop where my pants are held together at the waist as relief barrels through me.
She stares, which gives me no offense. After all, she is human, and untouched. A human man has a mating member, yes, but what I have is an orc cock genetically modified like the rest of me. It has never been like this before, swollen, leaking from the tip, engorged and pulsing. The ribs on the sides rise and fall. It is worth staring at, even this I know.