Page 20 of Edith's Orc


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“So you can’t see at all?” He pulls away, hovering over me. “Me?”

Scrubbing a large hand over his face, he watches me shake my head. Thankfully, that motion appears to be universal, and it also confirms he sees me perfectly. “You can see me alright?”

Cal pulls out of me slowly, moving approximately ten feet away. Incredibly, our auras remain joined. The colors thin and lighten a bit, but the faint sheen of our combined purple balloons out like a film overlaying the dark.

Suddenly, light blooms at the top of the walls, creating a dim recessed illumination around the room. It’s not like having a ceiling fixture, and most of the light projects up on the ceiling, but it creates enough glow that I can see around.

The space isn’t huge. Just a square that looks more like a hotel room than a studio apartment. There’s no living room. Just his gigantic bed dominating the area.

The major feature is Cal himself. Green skin over slabs of muscle moves toward me. Despite my best effort, my heart pounds loudly in my chest. His naked body moves closer, sinking onto the edge of the mattress.

“I can see you perfectly in this light or none. In fact, the brighter it is, the more some details will wash out.”

I force myself to look away from his jutting cock. If I didn’t know the Ropors would never get their hands on Earth women again, I’d be telling Emma that an anatomy lesson is a must. “So bright sunlight is too much? Are your ancestors cave dwellers?”

Cal’s energy swirls with gray, and tinges of black creep in as he looks away. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be pushy and ask personal questions.”

His large body steps closer, and he draws me into his arms. “You don’t have to apologize. I want you to understand everything about me. Or at least, everything I know.”

“I don’t suppose you got any kind of education?”

When he stares at me blankly, I add, “Schooling or anything?”

“We learned to fight. How our body works. Why it moves the way it does and what is most effective against the other bipedal species often brought in to challenge us. Their weaknesses and strengths and how to make the most of exploiting them.”

I nod, listening to his dismal explanation. Has he only known this? Fighting and killing?

“This bothers you?” I glance up, studying his face and wondering what he sees when he looks at me.

Reaching up, I run my hand down his face, tracing the smooth skin. There’s no hair at all. “Only because I wish you’d had more. For you... not for me.”

“I have you now.” Cal squeezes me tighter, and I can’t miss the hard cock under my ass. It’s beginning to vibrate lightly.

“You certainly do. Are you...” I wave to his lap under me. Giggling slightly, I shift to his thigh, trying to see him better in the low light. “Do you control that?”

His arms loosen as he leans back slightly, grasping the base of his cock. I almost gasp. Almost.

As it is, I barely control my surprise at the way even his large hand barely wraps around it.

“It does seem to have a mind all its own. Especially around you.” Cal’s staring down at himself, giving me time to collect my composure.

It’s a good thing. Licking my lips, I slide onto the bed, reaching up to wrap my fingers around him just above his hand, but the entire cock peels apart!

Jerking my hand back, he laughs, looking up at me. “Sorry. I told you. With you, it has a mind of its own.”

I watch in fascination as the sections of skin on the side of his cock return, surrounding the column like a petal. That feature must be what caused the mating marks on Emma... and also penetrated my ass during sex!

“It scared me.” Pressing my palm to my chest, I try to slow my racing heart. “That didn’t hurt?”

“No,” Cal’s reflective eyes flash at me. “It felt good.” His hand slides up and down the length, rubbing against the two ribbed lengths on the backside facing me.

“Can I try again?”

“Please.” His hard stalk of flesh angles toward me as I reach out. This time, I start at the top, sliding my hand down the half I can cup. The ridges of texture skin are firmer than I imagined with the way they move, peeling back from his cock and following my hand around.

This time, when Cal hisses, I ignore him, squeezing gently when he twitches as I reach the base. Lowering my head, I realize there are three sections lifting. Each is approximately two inches wide, one on the top and two on the bottom that lift, peel back, and vibrate as they follow my movements.

As I slide my hand back up, they lay down flat against the thick column of his length, overlapping slightly at the top. Stroking along him, I admire the deep green color, and how he’s ribbed... for my pleasure. Not to mention the vibrating the petals of skin are doing too.

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