Page 58 of A Monstrous World: The Complete Series

“No,” he growls, caressing my chin with the hand that smells like me.

“You can choke on my cum after I fill your pussy. You need to soak me up to settle the wave of quickening.” He’s right.

The few cycles I’ve managed since it returned have been pure hell without a partner.

“Impale yourself on my fat cock.” He slaps my ass, and a whimper escapes as I guide him to my opening.

A severe ache sets in, convincing me I’m in real trouble as I sink down.

I take a few deep breaths, focusing on relaxing my body.

He moves his hand to cradle the back of my head as the other carefully pushes my hip down.

“Take only as much as you can.” He lifts me a bit, dropping me back down.

Blissful pleasure sets in the second time he repeats the action.

“Oh, fuck me...” He continues hissing out words of praise in his native language.

It takes my brain a few seconds to recognize it, but I’m able to pick out most of what he’s saying.

“That’s it, sweet fae. I need to fill you so full of me that you can’t tell where I end and you begin.

Join us together, so we truly become one. ”

My hand stays wrapped around the lower half of his cock, massaging the ridges to give him extra stimulation.

I can only imagine how frustrating it is for him to fight the urge to rut. Growing up, I was taught many stereotypes about orcs. Atlas proves all of them wrong as he tenderly praises my work.

“That’s my good girl,” he growls. It causes my nipples to tighten painfully as I leak around his swollen shaft.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m inside you. Do you know how long I’ve dreamed of this?

Is your clit pulsing? Aching for me to tease it?

Goddamn, I need to feel you gush around me.

.. It’s almost too much knowing you’re finally fucking mine. ”

I adore the way he sounds, speaking in orc. It’s harsh and guttural, but he makes it sound beautiful. Hearing him dirty talk in his language is unreal. I love it.

“Shh, or we’ll have company.” He grins, showing off his tusks.

“I’d have them all know who owns your delicious little cunt, but I’m fundamentally opposed to letting anyone else see you like this.

” His hand wraps from my ass to my hip. He easily lifts my entire body with his wrist, using only his forearm strength. It makes me feel tiny and delicate.

I disliked my height when I first found myself in the human realm, because it made me stand out even more than I already did. But I no longer hate it. It makes it easier to kiss Atlas while he fucks up into me.

“Yeah, that’s it. Use me,” he snarls as my inner walls begin to ripple. “You need me to coat you in my cum, don’t you? You’re going to milk my cock; soak up every single drop.”

“I just want you,” I whimper, scraping my teeth over his lower lip as I cradle his huge face in my hands.

“You have me,” he replies, flipping us.

He turns me, so I’m lying across the couch, and begins to fuck into me with deep, rutting strokes. His cock stretches my body to the line of what I can handle, but I’d accept pain and suffering to see that look on his face as he wrecks me in the best way possible.

“Fucking hell. You feel like nothing I’ve ever experienced. You’re so goddamn tight. Watching you stretch around me...” He kneels between my spread thighs, staring at where he disappears inside me.

I know I’m not taking all of him, and it makes me wish I could. He growls, low and menacing, and it makes me leak around his swollen length. His hand moves to cup my lower stomach.

“The way my tip bounces against your insides. Fuck me, it’s doing wild shit to my brain.” His words spur on my desire as I clench around him. “That’s it, little one. Take every inch I feed you.”

It truly is strange to see his crown press into my skin from the inside out.

It makes me ache to plead for his cum. I bite my cheek to keep from begging him to breed me. Impulses are weird. It also makes me wildly uncomfortable, because no matter how desperate I am for children, I’ll never be able to give him that.

Orcs have the almost uncontrollable urge to breed their mates. I’m not able to carry a child, and his biological impulses will eventually force us to part ways.

No, don’t do that .

I have an awful habit of focusing on the bad, but this moment is purely good.

I’ve been honest with him. He knows of my condition—at least, the basics.

The bubble beads on my bracelet slide around as I run my fingers down his muscular stomach, rattling together as I move. If only things could be different. I know I could be happy with Atlas for eternity.

“You’re thinking again.” He falls atop me, and the feeling of his weight caging me in is addictive. His forearm hits the arm of the couch above my head as his fingers brush my cheek. “Stay here, in the moment, with me.” He grinds into me right where I need him the most.

My pussy weeps around his swollen length as his ridges tease me just right. “Atlas...”

He shoves his tongue into my mouth and stretches a hand down to tease my clit. It throbs in time with the ache in my core.

It only takes three or four savage snaps of his hips into mine, and I’m there.

He snarls into the kiss as he swells impossibly hard.

The bulbous crown thickens to nearly painful proportions right before it becomes difficult for him to slide in and out.

Between the way my body locks down and the way his ridges grow larger, it’s impossible for him to thrust in and out.

His movements switch to a deep grinding as electricity slings its way through my entire body.

His shaft jumps inside me with each powerful shot of his cum.

Even though I know it’s not possible, I still let myself live in the fantasy for a few seconds, imagining he’s fucking his baby into me.

As my orgasm begins to subside, I stare up at his handsome face. He smirks, and those snake bite piercings of his glint in the light.

“I’ve got you,” he says in his language as he brushes his thumb over my bottom lip.

“And now that I do, I’m never letting you escape.

Try to run, and I’ll be forced to hunt you.

” He grins, making the experience sound purely sexual.

“You have my solemn vow that I will murder anyone who tries to keep me from you from here on out.” My heart flames in response to his words.

I can feel his sincerity, and it’s overwhelming as hell.

“I hope you’re happy, little one. You’re mine. ”

I nod, blinking back tears.

He’s truly the perfect male, but even after all these years, I’m still lying to him.