Page 35 of The Billionaire Orc


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Shona curled her hand into her chest and lay still.

The trouble was, she wasn’t safe. She really, really wasn’t. But probably not in the way he meant.

A sudden sound of scuttling just outside the cave entrance turned her body rigid again, “Tor! What was that?”

“Probably a grek. They’re nocturnal.”

“It sounded bigger.”

“It won’t be.”

He seemed so certain, and a tad sleepy. Shona winced. She was being silly. She settled her head back down, but then, oh gods, with his waistcoat smelling of him and his body heat warming her butt… she started to imagine his big hand sliding around her hips, exploring between her folds.

She let out a little mewl.

“Are you okay?” She sensed he’d propped himself up on one elbow. A hand gently touched her shoulder. On impulse she turned, sat up too and bumped her head on his hard jaw.

“Ouch!”

“Oh gods, Shona.” He half groaned, half laughed. “We orcs are known for biffing people affectionately, but I didn’t mean to…” Gently, he placed a hand on her forehead and rubbed it softly.

Ah, that felt… too good.

She stayed where she was, letting her head loll against him, and he kept rubbing her scalp, soft, firm massaging strokes of those big warm fingers and shame on her, heat flooded her pussy and her nipples peaked. She shuffled closer. “Mmmmm.”

Outside, there was a rumble of distant thunder. The energy was electric, the cicadas singing frantically and it seemed like everything was wild and vibrant, pulsing with energy. Now Tor’s fingers worked down her neck to the base of her skull. She heard the rasp of his breath, heavy and close in the velvet night air.

And just like that, something inside Shona cracked wide open. All the need and yearning she’d been repressing, throwing herself into her business, pretending she didn’t miss physical contact. Sex. Wild, passionate sex. Except nothing else had ever been enough, had it? She needed the touch of warm hands on her body, the feel of a hard cock thrusting deep… And right now, she knew this big sexy orc could deliver.

This thirst inside her needed to be slaked.

Shona placed a hand on his bicep.

“You want me to stop?” It was a sexy growl, rumbling against her scalp.

“No.” She reached up, peeled his hand off of her scalp and moved it to her lips, taking a big finger into her mouth, licking it then rolling her tongue around it. “I want you to keep going.”

He groaned. “Fuck.” And with that, he thrust his finger deep inside her mouth. She sucked harder, went through every one of his fingers in turn. Tor groaned low in his chest, sounding almost tortured, and she knew just how much she was turning him on. Heat lit up her core, pulsing through every nerve ending. Taking hold of his other hand, Shona placed it on her breast, and roughly he pushed down the material of her dress, his fingers finding her nipple and pinching roughly. Her head kicked back on a moan as the sensation vibrated straight to her clit.

And then he ripped his finger out of her mouth and covered her lips with his.

She opened to him on a moan.

With an answering groan, his tongue thrust hard and deep and all she wanted was to rip off her little dress and plaster herself all over his big body.

With shaky fingers she pulled his face into hers, felt the size and weight of that big skull, the strength of him as suddenly his massive arms hauled her onto his lap. The feel of his hard tusks on the edge of her lips as they kissed.

And oh goddess, as her legs slid either side of his hips, she felt the width and heat of his huge cock digging into her pussy. She pumped her hips against the rigid bulge, rubbing her clit up and down on that ridge while her hands mussed with his braids and little mewls of pleasure escaped her, joining with his deep grunts and echoing through the cave.

Rutting. They were practically rutting. The word wasn’t one she’d ever used before, but it was the only one her fevered mind could supply They were dry humping madly, their clothes an unwanted barrier. She needed them to get naked.

Shona tugged urgently at his belt, fumbling with his fly.

Oh, sweet goddess, she wanted to feel his cock.

But he got in faster. “Need to taste you,” he gritted out.

Oh, that was too good an offer to turn down. “Yes,” she begged hoarsely in a voice she barely recognized.

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