Page 5 of Agor the Merciless (Orc Mates #10)

Zoe screamed and thought of asking him to stop every time the belt met her flushed skin. Yet, she didn’t. Aside from screaming, grunting, and whimpering, she remained silent. Tears filled her eyes and spilled over her cheeks, soaking the pelt underneath her.

She didn’t want to break. She wanted to show him that she was the one.

The one for him. His bride. His mate. He’d showed her how much pleasure he could give her, and she’d seen the prize between his thick thighs.

If she had to endure a little pain, then so be it.

She’d endured more in her past life, physical and otherwise.

At least this time, she would be rewarded.

He stopped at some point. Zoe had lost track of time, and she became aware that she’d been anticipating the next bite of the belt for some time, and it never came.

She turned to look at him over her shoulder and saw him dip his fingers into a small jar.

That intrigued her. His fingers came out coated in something creamy and gooey, and he began spreading the thing on her buttocks. She instantly sighed in relief.

“This will help you heal.”

“What is it?”

“An ointment my mage made for you.”

“For me specifically?”

“For my human bride. You’re the first I use it on, the first who endured without breaking. So, it’s for you.”

That brought a smile to her lips. It felt like he’d just told her she’d passed the test. Except she knew this wasn’t a test, but something that was going to occur regularly.

Agor lathered her in the soothing ointment, and Zoe felt her wounds close and heal.

The effect was so quick that she was pretty sure she wasn’t even going to have scars.

Then Agor started inching closer and closer to her pussy, and she noticed that aside from the soothing feeling of being healed, she felt something else, too.

It was as if her blood had started boiling in her veins.

Her heart beat faster and sweat broke on her temples.

Her pussy throbbed with need, and when Agor ran a finger over her folds, she involuntarily thrust her hips into his touch.

“What’s happening?” she panted.

He pushed a coated finger inside her, and she was instantly hot all over, so hot that she could barely breathe. She struggled with the rope, but all she managed was to chafe her wrists.

“Agor... please... I need...” The heat was too much. It boiled in her chest, in her belly, and between her legs.

“This is more than medicine,” he said. “It’s an aphrodisiac.”

“What?” Her eyes went wide. Her thoughts were starting to become jumbled, and no matter how hard she tried to remain in control, she could only think about his cock. The orc captain’s cock and how much she craved it.

“My mage is not only a skilled healer. She is also an expert in all matters of the flesh.”

She couldn’t focus on his words. Her attention was on the finger that pumped in and out of her pussy, stretching her and preparing her.

“Please...”

“You’re begging. I like that.”

“Yes, I’m begging...” She whimpered, desperate. “Please...”

“Tell me what you want, Zoe.”

“Fuck me! Just fuck me already... Fuck me until I can’t move... Oh my God, Agor! I’m yours. I’m your bride, so please just... please...”

He removed his finger, and then she finally felt the tip of his cock press against her. He was big and blunt, and it took him a moment to slip inside, and she had to bite her tongue at how much it burned and stung. Even with the magic ointment, she still felt like she was being torn in two.

Words started to fail her. She tried to say something, but it came out jumbled, and she ended up expressing herself only through moans and screams. Agor didn’t stop, and she didn’t want him to stop.

Slowly, he entered her fully, and she wondered how it was even possible.

Surely, her pussy couldn’t accommodate his entire length.

Maybe the ointment that was also an aphrodisiac had somehow helped her stretch for him.

But no matter how stretched she was, he was still huge, and she was still small and tight.

“Zoe,” he breathed. “My bride...”

“Yes, yours. I’m yours.”

He pulled out and pushed back in. The tip of his cock hit her cervix, and she cried out. In pain or pleasure, she wasn’t sure. Maybe both. He moved slowly at first, giving her time to adjust. The more he fucked her, the more her pussy relaxed around him, getting used to his girth, sucking him in.

Zoe regained some of her senses, and she moved her hips to match his pace.

She held onto the rope and fought to keep her balance.

The orc captain was so big and strong, and every time he plunged inside her, he pushed her up on the bed and against the wall.

She tried to keep steady and move, too, not wanting to let him do all the work.

She wanted him to know that she liked it.

.. all of it. She wanted to show him how eager she was.

And now that his massive cock was finally inside her, filling her like she’d never been filled before, all she could think about was his cum.

How she wanted his seed, how much she craved to be bred by him.

She’d never thought she’d discover such kinks.

.. Not that she’d exactly been a good girl before offering herself as tribute, but still.

.. Zoe had never had a particularly dirty mind.

She was learning new things about herself.

And it was all thanks to the orc captain who’d pushed her limits and was now fucking her into oblivion.

It might’ve been the aphrodisiac, or it might’ve been the fact that she was already falling for the tusked, green-skinned beast.

It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that she was close. So close.

“Yes! Yes, please... Oh God, don’t stop! Don’t...” She moaned and panted. “Don’t stop!”

“I will never stop.” He leaned in to whisper in her ear. “Unless you ask me to.”

She shook her head. “I don’t want you to...”

“But if you ever do, tell me, and I’ll stop.

” He sank his fingers into her long, brown hair and pulled slightly.

He licked the shell of her ear, making her tremble and clench around his cock.

He let out an animalistic growl. “I will give you everything you want, everything you’ve ever dreamed of.

And more. But I will never hurt you. I don’t want to see you break, Zoe. Because I need you.”

Something warm grew in her chest, expanded until her whole body felt the love and protection emanating from Agor. She felt desired like she’d never felt before, and the thought that the orc captain wanted her and only her, that he was obsessed with her, threw her over the edge.

The orgasm took her by surprise. One moment, she was listening to his husky voice whispering in her ear, the next, she was riding on the waves of bliss.

She screamed, convinced that his entire horde could hear her.

It felt like it lasted forever, and when she came back to her senses, she slumped against the rope, unable to hold herself upright for a minute longer.

Then she heard him grunt behind her and felt hot cum filling her.

He held on to her hips, pulling her to him, impaling her on his cock and keeping her there until he had nothing more to give.

Another short orgasm shook her. Her walls clenched around him, milking his cock dry.

It was so much that she soon felt his cum seep out of her and onto the bed. But she was too exhausted to care.

He stopped moving, and they stayed like that for a while, lost in each other, their breathing finally slowing down.

After a few minutes, he pulled out of her, and she whimpered at the loss.

He gently untied the rope, and she collapsed.

He pulled her into his arms, and she rested her head on his massive chest. As she dozed off listening to the steady beat of his heart, he lathered her wrists with the healing ointment until the scars vanished.

She felt the heat of the aphrodisiac stir in her blood, but she ignored it, and soon, she was fast asleep.