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It’s more than some simple one-night stand. That’s obvious. If I wanted to just fuck her and be done with it, it would have happened by the tree, and I wouldn’t make such a production of it. I’ve probably had sex with women I had no intention of seeing again. Sex doesn’t feel frightening or mysterious to me at all. Besides, that’s just part of being an orc.
But with her, I intend something completely different. I want this to be the beginning of something. But the beginning of what? What connection could possibly form between a wolf girl who lives in the woods and an orc with no memories or purpose?
I don’t know, but a part of me is very excited to find out.
My chest begins to press down against her. I feel the softness of her breast and the leanness of her muscle at once beneath. With the tip of my cock, I begin to carefully prod her wetness. Her pussy is warm and inviting, just like her eyes. Carefully, I begin to enter her.
Suddenly, she winces and groans. Immediately, I pull back out and lay on my side next to her.
“It’s okay,” she says. “I can handle a little pain.”
I smile and begin to trace shapes across her stomach. “I’m sure you can. I don’t want you to.” I stroke the nipple closest to me softly. She moans.
“Are… are you sure?” She sounds embarrassed as if she thinks that she’s done something wrong by needing a delicate touch. “I want you to do whatever you want to me.”
With my fingers, I start to play with her other nipple. I lean in and kiss her just below the ear. Another moan.
“What I want is for you to feel good.”
I definitely mean that. A part of me wants to pay her back for all she’s done to nurse me back to health. But another part just wants to please her. I want to please her so that she’ll like me, and I want to please her because I just want to know I’ve made her feel good.
In some ways, it almost feels like a purpose.
Her face starts to redden. “I should admit something,” she says.
I continue to kiss and caress her. Her back arches.
“What?” I ask.
“I was lying when I said I’ve had sex before,” she says. “I’ve watched some of the wolves do it. I haven’t ever done it myself.”
I nibble softly on her ear and don’t say anything. My hand moves towards her center, tracing circles on her inner thigh. Every time I discover a new sensitive spot, I feel a surge of happiness and note it away for future use. Her body is full of them.
“I know it’s always supposed to hurt if you’re a virgin…” she says nervously.
“Only if you have sex with someone who isn’t careful,” I tell her. “It doesn’t have to.”
She seems genuinely surprised to hear that, and I feel a pang for her. The wolves have been kind to her. They’ve made her into a remarkable woman, but I can see that there’s a part of her that’s still felt isolated from them. A part of her that’s always felt human.
I don’t know what it’s like to be human, but I don’t want her to hide any side of herself from me. She’s paid attention to what it means for me to be an orc, and I want to show her that same attention back.
I begin to move my finger up and down the lips of her labia. She gasps, startled by the pleasure of it. As her head leans back, I begin to suck on her nipple.
“Please, keep going. Don’t stop, whatever you do…” she manages. I beam.
I push one finger into her and her entire body writhes. I slip that finger in and out a few more times before pushing in two at once. She’s warm and welcoming, and there’s no pain to push past.
I explore the inside of her body with my fingers, and she responds to every one of my touches. She’s used to her body being a weapon, a thing to race and hunt with. She isn’t used to it being something good and fun.
Or maybe that’s me who thinks like that. I may not have my memories, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that this isn’t what I’m used to doing with my body. My fingers are used to gouging, not pulling pleasure out of a beautiful woman.
If I hadn’t lost my memories, would I think of fucking her like this? Or would I have done it quickly and violently, saving my energy for whatever fight I had the next morning? Maybe I should be glad I was hurt. If it helped me discover the side of myself who enjoys this, who knows how to love a woman like Amara, maybe it was all worth it.
“I want you inside me,” she says. “Not just your fingers. Please. I want you to fuck me.”
I kiss her on the collarbone and then the lips. “I was hoping you were going to say that.”
She’s definitely ready for me now. The nervousness has faded away, and you could certainly say she’s pretty aroused. As for me, I’m rock-hard, and there’s nothing I want more than to show her how good being fucked can feel.
