I remove my loincloth and toss it to the side. I’m hard as the stone walls in this fortress. My sensitive ridges are tingling and so are my big, heavy balls. The way her pussy felt on my tongue. The taste of her. The scent that seems to be everywhere now. I’d have a rough time going to sleep tonight without some relief. I’m glad I don’t have to.
Finally, Clover moves slowly, limbs unsteady, still flushed from what I did to her. She’s not ready yet, but she’s forcing herself to be. I hate that I care enough to notice that.
She looks at my cock curiously. This is the first time she’s seen it like this. Last time, the lights were out when she touched me. It’s a slightly darker shade of green as the rest of me, except for the head and the ridges. The head is darker. The ridges are closer to gray, like the scars across most of my body. And it is A LOT bigger than a human dick.
“You said just touching,” she says, looking at my dick like she’s slightly scared of it. “But you used your tongue, so… do you want me to use my tongue? Or… put it in my mouth?”
My cock twitches, the ridges throbbing, and I’m sure she notices. Her timidness is somewhat endearing, as is the way she offers herself like I couldn’t just take anything I want from her, whether sheoffersit or not. Using her weakness as a strength. Her vulnerability like a shield.
“You don’t know how to do that,” I growl, waving a hand dismissively. “It isn’t necessary. You can just touch me like last time.”
“You’re right, I don’t know how, but I can learn,” she says, swallowing hard as she leans closer, probably trying to figure how she can fit me in her mouth.
“Who do you expect to teach you?” I ask, glaring at her.
Human girls are certainly capable of taking orc cock, even if it looks intimidating. Some don’t get taught anything before one is shoved down their throat. In the old days, at least. I’d like to believe my people are kinder to humans now, once the Reparations Penalty is paid. Some may even spare them, like I did with Clover. I guess my edges really have dulled.
“You could,” she mutters, blushing a little. “I’m sure you’ve had plenty of girls who didn’t know what they were doing in your bed. You’re a king.”
Some of the stiffness goes out of my length. I sigh and shake my head.
“I’ve only shared my bed with one woman,” I reply quietly. “My wife.”
“Oh, I didn’t realize that.” She winces. “I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to apologize for, little human girl. If you want to use your mouth, go ahead. But I expect you to finish what you start.”
“I’ll do my best,” she whispers, leaning closer.
“If it gets to be too much, pat my thigh,” I instruct. “It’ll be difficult to control myself once I get close, but… I guess I’ll do my best, too.”
I watch as her lips move closer to my cock, parting enough for me to see her tongue. I hope this little human girl knows what she’s offering me.
Because she’s about to get her mouth fucked.
CHAPTER 21
Clover
I’m not sure if I’m going to regret offering to use my mouth, but I’m about to find out.
I want this to be as pleasurable for King Lix’tuk as possible. He seems to like tasting me, and I’m not scared of tasting him. I’m just worried about the size.
“Remember. Pat my thigh,” he warns, getting more comfortable on the bed. “Hard enough for me to feel it.”
“I’ll remember,” I say.
I open my mouth as wide as I can, my lips brushing his ridged head as I take it into my mouth. He said he didn’t like these ridges rubbed when I did it with my hand, but when I gently suck on it, like I’ve heard other girls describe, I feel every one of them throb against my tongue.
He doesn’t protest, so I take that as a positive sign and do it again. This time, I get a taste of his seed on my tongue. Therewas already a little pre-cum on his head, but now it’s in my mouth. I guess it’s okay if I swallow it.
My jaw aches a little, but I keep moving my lips along his length, feeling the smooth ridge along the bottom react to my tongue. He hits the back of my throat once I’m halfway down his cock, so I start moving my head, trying to mimic what the girls described. I wish I had paid closer attention, rather than blushing and trying to ignore it.
“You learn very well,” he growls, his words sounding like praise. “Nothing for me to teach you. So far.”
So far? I’m not sure what that means. But I can manage this okay. If I time my breathing right, it’s not a challenge to move my lips along his length. I can tell he’s enjoying it based on the way he’s throbbing. Not just the ridges now, I can feel it pulsing through the hard flesh. He’s also breathing a little harder.
I take him into my mouth again and again, finding a rhythm that occasionally rewards me with a drop of pre-cum. But he doesn’t seem to be getting any closer to climaxing. Not like when I was stroking him with my hand. He’s just gently throbbing against my tongue and in the back of my throat, grunting softly.
