Page 38 of My Orc Package Deal

“I mean…” My throat went dry. “However you want it?”

His expression darkened, his grip tightening just enough to make me gasp. “No, love. This is about your pleasure.” His thumbs circled my hipbone, his claws pricking lightly. “What position brings you pleasure?”

I couldn’t say it. The words stuck in my throat, too embarrassing, too vulnerable. But when he rolled off me, giving me space, I understood. He wasn’t just asking—he was giving me control.

I pushed up onto my hands and knees, my heart pounding.

The cotton of the sheets was cool against my skin, the air brushing over my exposed pussy, my dripping arousal. I spread my knees wider, arching my back, letting my heavy breasts hang low, offering myself to him.

Behind me, Korrad made a sound—half groan, half growl. His hands skimmed over my ass, his palms rough and hot, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pulled me back against him. His cock—thick, ridged, huge—pressed against my ass, the heat of it searing my skin.

I didn’t care. All I could think about was the way his hands gripped my hips, the way his thumbs traced the curve of my spine, the way his breath hitched when I pressed back against him, desperate.

“Korrad,” I whimpered. “I want your cock.”

His chuckle was dark, possessive. “What was it that Brak said? Happy wife, happy life?”

His brother had said happy Mate, happy fate, because he and Joss were Mated. Korrad and I weren’t Mated, couldn’t be Mated; this was just fucking. Two people who happened to be married and who’d wanted each other for weeks. That’s all this was.

Still, I swallowed, my fingers curling into the sheets. “Something like that.”

His grip tightened, his thumbs pressing into the dimples above my ass. “Then you’re going to get exactly what you want, sweetheart.”

I didn’t have time to brace myself.

The first press of his cock against my entrance was a shock—broad, unyielding, the ridges catching on my sensitive flesh. I gasped, my body tensing, but he didn’t stop. He pushed forward, slow and inexorable, stretching me wide enough to be grateful I’d given birth a decade ago.

“Fuck,” I hissed, my nails digging into the mattress. The burn was intense, the stretch almost too much, but then—then—the next ridge slipped inside, and my vision whited out for a second.

“That’s it,” Korrad groaned, his voice strained. “Take me, Kesha. You’re doing so well.”

I whimpered, my body trembling as another ridge breached me, the stretch bordering on pain—but then his thumb pressed against my ass, just a hint of pressure, and his balls brushed my clit, and he was in⁠—

Oh god.

Pleasure exploded through me, violent and sudden, my orgasm ripping through me before I could even process it. My back arched, my mouth opening in a silent scream as my pussy clenched around him, my walls fluttering around the ridges of his cock, milking him even as he held still, letting me ride it out.

“Ko—!” My voice broke, my body shuddering, my toes curling as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. He didn’t move, just stayed buried deep, his cock pulsing inside me, his thumb still pressed against my ass like he owned it.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. His free hand slid up my back, his fingers tangling in my hair, gripping just enough to tilt my head back. “You’re so godsdamn beautiful, Kesha, coming on my cock. So tight, so wet—fuck, you were made for pleasure like this.”

I was still coming, my body trembling, my breath ragged. But then—then he gently withdrew, his cock dragging against my oversensitive walls, the ridges pulling out of me with a wet, obscene sound.

“W-what—?” I panted, twisting to look at him over my shoulder, surprised he hadn’t kept going until he came. “That was it? I thought we were having sex.”

His grin was wicked, his tusks glinting in the dim light. “Who said we were done?”

I barely had time to suck in a breath before his large hand spread out across the middle of my back, pressing my shoulders down. Surprised, I allowed it, burying my face in the mattress. The position naturally angled my ass higher, and my heart began to pound even harder than it had been during that last orgasm.

I was holding my breath when I felt the tip of Korrad’s cock at my aching, swollen entrance…

And then he slammed into me.

I screamed into the mattress as yet another orgasm burst over me. This one wasn’t gentle, and neither was he. Korrad leaned over me, his massive body covering mine, his cock buried to the hilt as my entire body shook with the violence of this release.

My cries were just broken sobs, my body convulsing around him, my pussy clenching so hard my knees gave out and I slowly collapsed beneath him. He groaned, his hips pressing me into the bed, his cock pulsing inside me as I came, my walls milking the ridges again and again.

“Fuck, yes,” he growled, his breath hot against my ear. “That’s it, sweetheart. Take what you need from me.”