Page 21 of A Troll in the Hay
“More,” I say as he twists his fingers inside me. “Give me more.” I whimper at the loss when he withdraws, moaning at the next press of fingers pushing inside me. Slowly. Carefully. But intently. A mission to prepare me for his cock. And god, I want him to succeed. Heat sears me from the inside with the stretch of his hand entering me. “Keep going,” I pant when I feel his thumb knuckle press the underside of my clit.
He growls against my pussy, his tongue flicking and rolling my clit, then sucking, then, then?—
My breath stops and the world goes white, like pure electricity, when he pops inside me fully. I cry out, coming in a blinding-hot rush, writhing and jerking under his mouth, my entrance circling his wrist, my pussy full to bursting with his hand inside me.
He licks me softly as I come down, easing his fingers from my still-pulsing pussy, then gently rolls me onto my hands and knees. “The first time will be easier for you this way.”
The first time.He thinks my body will be able to handle more than one time after all of this?
I watch as he takes his shirt off. Opens his pants. Takes his cock out. Even after having all his fingers inside me, my eyes still feel as if they’re going to pop out of my head. He said he was large, but he was being modest. Ortrying not to scare me away. He’shuge.Huge like one of those massive monster dildos online that I always assumed were for shelf effect.
“The sponge,” I croak as he moves closer.
The purse looks like a child’s dress-up toy in his big hand. The sponge, even more so. He examines it like a bizarre puzzle, shaking his head when I hold out my hand. “I will place it inside you. Tell me what to do.”
“Gently fold it in half, then insert it as high as you can inside me, with the loop hanging down. That’s for removing it later.”
He gives it another dubious look before stepping in close behind me and sliding it into me so easily, I barely feel his finger.
But I feel it when his fingers coast over my skin while he pulls my dress up and off. Sparks ricochet through me then, and again as he smooths his hands over every inch of my naked body, from my hair to the soles of my feet.
“You are so beautiful,” he says, stripping out of his boots and pants.
My throat goes dry at the sight of him in his fully glory. He’s so big all over. Broad and thick with muscles upon muscles. And still, his cock looks like unnaturally oversized. Impossible to fit inside me, preparation or not.
To the best of my knowledge, male trolls will only experience arousal if intercourse is possible.
I sure hope he’s right.
Leaning forward on my elbows tips my ass up. My thighs are still slick from the orgasms he gave me, my pussy still warm and pulsing from being fingeredand fisted. Looking over my shoulder at him, I reach around and touch myself, gasping at the sensitivity, the instant urge to come.
“Hope.”It comes out deep and rough, his chest rising and falling fast, nostrils flaring as he strokes up and down a cock so big, it makes his hands look average in size, which they’re not. Far from it. “I will not be able to stop once the rut begins.”
“I’m sure,” I say before he can offer me one last chance to back out. “I trust you. I want you.”
Stepping behind me, he smooths his palm over my curves, then dips between my legs, sliding two fingers inside me and groaning when I push back to take them deeper. Removing his fingers, he lines his cock up with my pussy, swirling it at my entrance until he’s notched between my stretched lips. “I’ve been waiting for you my entire life, Hope.”
“No more waiting,” I whisper. “I’m here now. Take me.”
Chapter Nine
OGRAM
“No more waiting. I’m here now. Take me.” Breathy voiced and glassy eyed, she watches me. My gaze drops from her beautiful face to her slick pink lips stretched wide around my girth. She is ready for my rut. She welcomes it, as only a mate would.
I push inside, groaning as my green cock disappears inch by inch, as her cunt—tight despite being stretched by my hand—clamps and squeezes around me.
Beneath me, her head falls to the blanket. Face in profile, eyes closed, soft panted moans leaving her parted lips, she is the most beautiful sight in the world. My mate, taking my cock. Her scent finds its way to my nose again. My fertile mate.
Heat roars to life in my chest, spreading like wildfire to my groin. My balls.
My mate. Mine.
Claim. Take. Give. Breed.
Gripping her hips, I thrust deeper. Deeper. Never withdrawing. Deeper. Deeper. Until there is no more deeper.
Balls slapping against her soft round bottom, I pound into my mate’s hot cunt. Fold my body over her. Squeeze her breast. Pinch the nipple that will nurse our child.