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“It is not funny, and it is not good. It is magic. Orcs laugh at strange times. Times we don’t expect. Times that are momentous, life changing. You are changing my life with that mouth of yours, my little human.”
I ease back, my ass against the tops of her thighs as my cock spans the length of her body all the way to her lips.
I reach down as she goes to work on the tip yet again and squeeze her tits. I want to feel them against my shaft. They are so soft, orc woman have small, tight breasts, not like my mate. Hers are full in my large palms and I push them toward each other, wrapping my cock in their warmth as my balls fall down into the slick wetness between her legs.
“What is that?” She pauses, licking her lips, eyes wide. “What’s going on down there?”
“I don’t know,” I answer truthfully but I feel it too. “I think my balls are pleasuring you.”
Her eyes roll back as she licks the slit at the tip of my cock, then says, “I think so too. Two cocks and balls that feel like….” She pauses. “A vibrator. Jesus, what’s next.”
“Less talking, more sucking,” I demand as I feel the quivering in my balls as they rest against her open slit.
I pump forward, holding her tits tight around my cock as she sucks the thick, swollen head into her mouth. She’s ravenous for me as I am for her. I know little about pleasure in this way but I will enjoy learning for the rest of my life.
A tension builds down low in my core as she sucks and pumps and I hold her flesh wrapped around my shaft. My knot forms but some instinct tells me I will not spend my seed no matter how much of this oral and tit fucking pleasure I have.
The vibration in my balls intensifies against her hot cunt as a wave of pleasure explodes in my center and my knot thickens under the flesh of her breasts.
Emmie goes still, my tip in her mouth as she sucks like a child for comfort then her orgasm takes her. I feel the gush of her climax against my balls.
I lean down and bury my mouth into her neck, biting into her with my tusks, feeling her pulse, a wave of joy and contentment I’ve never known, making my eyes burn and my heart clench.
When we can breathe again, I pour her a mug of mead and curl her into my lap. Her scent is on me and mine on her, although the pleasure of the mating is still to come and it is hard to believe there could be anything better than this.
“Yum,” she says. “It’s different than I expected, but refreshing and sort of…tangy.”
“Just like you,” I reply as she takes a long drink of the mead.
I hold her against me as she chatters and drinks, my mind focused more than ever on solidifying our clan’s claim so we can expand and be safe. Before long, Emmie is slurring and mumbling and before I realize, she’s drunk.
A little sweet burp seeps from her lips. “S’cuze me.” She giggles and I take her mug, angry that I didn’t take into account the fermentation of the drink could have a more intense effect on a small human than a huge orc.
The sky starts to darken, clouds rolling overhead, and I set Emmie down next to the pillows, dressing myself then looking at her tattered clothing.
I wrap her in a soft suede hide as she sways and her head wobbles on her shoulders. Before long, she is snoring in my arms as I carry her back home, the light rain just starting as I manage to get us into the house before she is chilled and drenched.
I consider laying her on the hard bench in the main living space but it is not soft and besides, she is my mate, my wife and she should be in my bed. I carry her down the hall into my bedchamber, the mattress and woven blankets soft as I lay her down, head on the pillows.
Orcs sleep naked and seeing her naked again, conscious or not, pleases me, so I feel there is no harm in unwrapping my bride from the hide and admiring her once again, this time in my bed, naked.
I am hard, of course, that seems unending so I try to distract myself by putting away some of the supplies my mother and sister must have dropped off while I was away. There is food and drinks, some of them from the human market. Leave it to those two females to always be ten steps ahead of the males in our family.
I busy myself as best I can, working around my cock making everything I try to do harder, so I strip down, the sky dark, rain pattering on the roof and more than anything I want to be next to my wife.
In the bedroom, she is still sound asleep. Arms over her head, breathing low and even. She is like a child in the center of my orc-sized bed and I kneel on the edge, then I see it.
Then, I feel it.
The room is lit with a green glow. Both my cocks throb and pulse in unison as the glow brightens.
She is fertile. It is time.
My temples throb. I cannot mate her like this, unconscious. Even the most primal part of me knows that is not how it should be.
The head of my cock is spurting seed already, the pain in my balls making me grunt and double over.
I can’t.
