Page 87 of Monster Mishap


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“I do,” he says, rubbing his erection against me. “Start talking, Daisy.”

My body has other ideas. I wrap my legs around his hips. Orcus shoves them away and glares at me, lifting up and taking that thick cock away from me.

“Talk.”

“You never came back.” I arch my eyebrows at him, reminding him of his promise and why I even left the cave in the first place. “Food ran out. I was worried. The bond was worried. Prometheus and I decided to come find the castle. There was a cyclops. We escaped. Then we met Harald and he led us here. Happy?”

“Not even close,” he says, shoving the nightgown up my body and sucking in a sharp breath. He stares at my bare pussy like it’s a national treasure. “No underwear?”

“Have you ever had a wedgie in the middle of the night?”

“No?”

I chuckle and reach for him but he bats my hands away. “Orcus,” I whine.

“You’re not done with your story yet.” He shifts back on the bed and lowers his head. With his large hands grabbing two handfuls of ass, he lifts my hips up enough to hook his tusks underneath me, anchoring me to him. The curved ivory presses into my ass, but it’s not painful. My stomach flips in anticipation. I’m completely at his mercy like this. I’ve never been more excited. His tongue slowly slides up my slit and circles my clit, but then he stops and glances at me. “Tell me everything that happened with the cyclops.”

I stare at him between my legs. “This is cruel.”

His grin is wicked. “Start talking.”

“Tease,” I grumble before launching into the story. The more descriptive I am, the more I’m rewarded. That thick tongue is my new favorite thing. Orcus takes his time devouring me with slow licks and gentle sucks, like I’m a dish meant to be savored. I trail off when his tongue pushes inside of me. Relief accompanies the stretch, and I tip my hips, giving him better access. He hums in approval and pinches my nipples.

My hands dive into his hair and I try to continue. “And I fell down the side of the mountain.”

He growls, but despite his obvious disapproval, he redoubles his efforts and curls his tongue, caressing my g-spot.

“Orcus,” I breathe, clenching my thighs around his face and dropping my head back onto the mattress. Sensations I can’t begin to describe ripple over my skin and everything grows taut. I’m on the precipice of something mind shattering.

His tongue stops.

“No, no, no,” I whimper. “I’m so close.” I look down at him and find his eyes set on me. I pout and shamelessly rub myself against him. “Please?”

A slow, teasing twist of his tongue over my g-spot.

“That’s what you want to hear?” I ask.

He slides his tongue out of me, running it up my slit. The flat length forces me to part around him so he can taste every inch of me. He stops just shy of my clit to ask, “And then what happened?”

If I had it my way, he’d give me the best orgasm of my life, but I know the stubborn ogre won’t until I complete the story. Life is so unfair. Cruel, even.

“The cyclops ran after me, but after I stopped falling, I got up and ran toward the ridge. I scooped Prometheus up and we sprinted down the mountain and didn’t stop running until we were off it.”

“That was dangerous.”

“I realize that.” I bite my lip and lift my hips.

He narrows his eyes. “And is that why your leg hurts?”

I avert my gaze. “No.”

“No?” he growls before viciously tonguing my clit, pulling back again right before I come.

“Orcus, please,” I beg. “I’m so close.”

“How did you hurt your leg?” He unhooks his tusks and dips two fingers inside of me, moving his mouth to my tit. Suckling, he pumps in and out of me before adding a third finger and stealing most of my cognitive function.

“I was on a walk with someone bigger than me and I was struggling to keep up.” I purposefully avoid mentioning who because I’m not about to have my orgasms taken away.

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