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“Oh Tor, I’m sure it’s not a hovel.”
“Pretty much. They follow ancient orcish practices. Their house is built around a chimney, and they refuse to change anything, no matter how much money I throw at them. We eat in orcish fashion, with a scoop.”
“A scoop?”
“Yeah, it’s called a cleg. We use that and our fingers, so table manners are not… not what you’d be used to.”
She stroked his smooth green chest.
“After Matteus tried to brainwash me with that film, I don’t think there’s a single orcish practice I would be surprised by.”
She sensed him flinch. “My love.” She took his big green thumb and sucked it gently into her mouth, the way she had that first night in the cave. Heard his indrawn breath. “There is nothing, I mean nothing, that could turn me off you. Everything about you turns me on.”
She rolled his thumb around her mouth and felt the nudge of his growing cock against her hip.
“And my period is finished, so…”
“But you’re still recovering,” he growled huskily.
“I’m fine. I’ve had the most wonderful evening and… I don’t want it to be over yet.”
She stroked his hard pecs, felt the skin goosebump, heard his breathing grow more labored, his desire obvious in the hard jut of his cock against her. “I need you to make love to me right now, Tor.”
He huffed a ragged sigh. He’d removed his leathers earlier to lie with her, and she was wearing only a little silk nightdress. He trailed a big hand down her neck and she watched, mesmerized, as he traced her nipple with his thumb and it puckered through the silk. She shivered, and then his head bent and he suckled the silk over her nipple, his low grunts of awe and appreciation making her pleasure spiral higher.
As he drew away, the wet silk clung to her breast, and she found the sight incredibly erotic. She drank in his face, the tic of the muscle in his jaw, the tightening of his mouth and the flare of his nostrils as he gazed at her body with such reverence. Slowly, his big hand traced lower, across the soft swell of her belly, over her hip, rouching the material up until her bare pussy was exposed.
He sighed. “Your little cunt is so divine.” He gazed at her. She’d flung her legs open for him, the lips of her seam swollen and her clit just peeking out like a flower.
He traced along her channel, licked her juices off his finger.
And all the while his cock grew harder and flexed in eager anticipation.
“Wanting you consumes me, pet,” Tor gritted out. “It’s like a force of nature.”
“You are a force of nature.”
She positioned herself over him, letting her hair fall around his face as she kissed him. She needed his lovemaking to heal her, and she was sure he sensed that.
Together, they watched his huge shaft ease between her thighs.
“I won’t knot you. Not tonight. It could be too much pet, after what’s happened to you.”
She knew that to be true. She still felt emotionally bruised.
“Sit atop me, that way you can control how deep I go,” he suggested.
She straddled him, teasing her clit with his swollen head, and as her trembling internal muscles took his cock they both watched it, moving slowly in and out, the swelling of his knot, the engorged color a dark green against her pale blonde hair and white skin.
Gradually he thrust deeper as his fingers slid over the needy bud of her clit.
Shona wound her fingers into his braids and yanked hard, just how they both liked it. He growled.
“Come with me,” she whined as she felt herself getting close.
He pumped his cock faster, holding back his knot in his fist. She tightened around him, encouraging him with words of love and lust until they peaked, shouting their release in unison.
Collapsing onto him, Shona tried to get her breath back. “Soon I will take all of you inside me. And it will be rough and beautiful and wild,” she gasped.
