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“How much do I need to stretch to make you fit?” His grip on my hips loosened so I could move down his body. I stopped when I was straddling his knees. My eyes had adjusted to the dim light enough that I could make out the bulge at his groin. “Can I see?”

His breath halted, and for a moment, I wondered if he’d frozen stiff.

But then he gulped and nodded and began undoing the tie at his pants with fumbling, quivering fingers.

“Let me,” I said, brushing his hands away so I could undo the leather knots myself.

“Fuck, woman.” He groaned right into my ear and I could have sworn my blood was catching fire. “So brave . ”

“Not brave,” I said, looking back up into his eyes. “Desperate.”

His breath hitched.

I finally got his pants open. His cock fell out in an instant.

Wool and wails. It was so much bigger than I’d have guessed. Longer than my hand from wrist to fingertip. The head was dark green, and by far, the thickest part, and thick veins spiraled down the shaft. They pulsed with the beat of his heart.

I wondered if I would be able to feel them pulsing inside me.

He froze when I reached out and stroked him. It was soft and hot and I gripped the thickest part of the head, testing the size. I couldn’t quite fit my fingers around it. . .

“F-fuck,” he said through gritted teeth. “ Susara, I. . .”

I stroked his cock again, and he stopped me instantly, his grip firm around my wrist.

“I-I’m sorry.” I looked up at the fire in his eyes and couldn’t decide if I should be terrified or excited.

He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed the center of my palm. His tusks dug gently into it, and I sucked in a hard breath as desperate need struck me. Hot, tingling, and pulsing.

He opened his mouth and dragged his wicked tongue along my wrist. “Where would you like me to use my tongue first, sunshine?”

Fades, I couldn’t find my words.

“Hurry, or I’ll just do whatever is in my mind. I’ll try every devious, sordid thing that my brethren have spoken about. I’ll use my tongue, my teeth, my fingers, and I’ll wring you out until you beg for mercy.”

Oh, fuck, now I didn’t want to answer him!

His eyes held mine, searching and hopeful. When I still didn’t speak, he groaned. “Susara, you are supposed to stop me .”

“Never. I never will.”

“Fuck.” His fingers trailed up my arms, and I squirmed under the tickling touch. The tips of his claw scraped gently forward, along my collarbone, down to my breasts.

“You’re so beautiful.” His voice vibrated my chest, and I helplessly shivered while he teased my nipple beneath the thin cotton cloth with the pad of his thumb. “I need to get this off you. Let me. ”

Without a second thought, I reached down and yanked the underdress up.

“Good girl.” His low voice pooled warmth in my stomach, lighting me up.

His hands went to my bare hips and the feel of his hot skin against mine made my breath halt in my throat.

I froze in place with the dress still pooled around my chest. A whole-body shiver raged through me as he toyed at the waistband of my panties with the tip of his claw. “Now these too.”

“Just cut them.” My voice was a mere squeak of desperation, and he rumbled with laughter I could feel between my legs. My pussy tightened with want and I groaned helplessly.

“Fades, you are perfect, aren’t you?” He hooked his claw around the thin cloth and sliced it clean through. Then he met my eyes again and my heart jumped into my throat at the warmth and longing I saw there.

I still had my underdress gathered up around my chest and yanked it off so hard it may have ripped. And I didn’t care.

“Fuck.”

I looked down to find reverence flooding his face as he looked at my now naked body.

“You are perfection made real.” His hands were trembling against my sides. One went high, the other low, and the anticipation of his touch at my most intimate places made me pant.

The tip of his claw swirled around one of my nipples and I groaned as shivering pleasure danced through me. My back bowed, and I ground my pussy harder into his body.

“You’re so beautiful.” He groaned, and I helplessly shivered while he teased my nipple with the pad of his thumb.

His other hand found my pussy, and he pushed a finger between my folds.

His hand was so hot, and the digit twitched over my clit.

Pleasure made me buck into him. He sucked in a sharp breath.

“Fuck, Susara, you’re so wet. I can smell the need on you. This isn’t enough, is it?”

“No.” I ground my pussy into his hand, wanting him deeper, needing to be filled. “I want more.”

His eyes snapped to mine, and he whispered, “I’m not going to stop until I’ve wrung you out.”

“Ooh, yes.” His finger was so close to my entrance and yet he wouldn’t delve into me. “Yes, Caivid. Please .”

“No need to beg me, sunshine.” His hands gripped tight around my waist and lifted me like I weighed no more than a sack of grain. My world tipped and my mind spun as he brought me up.

And sat me down with my legs straddling his neck.

“C-Caivid!” Wool and wails. This position was—I couldn’t let him just—he could see everything.

And he looked. Fades, all my reservations fell away as his eyes softened with reverence . He sucked another long breath and his hands clenched around my ass.

“I want to taste you, Susara.”

I was shivering and I couldn’t find words, but he must have seen my approval in my face because his expression slacked and he pulled me forward the rest of the way.

His mouth was so hot against my sensitive skin it made all my muscles go weak. His tusks dug into me, pulling my pussy apart to make room for his . . . his . . . fuck.

His tongue rolled over me without preamble, starting from the entrance, which was clenching with need all the way up to my pulsing, desperate clit. He curled his tongue around it and shooting waves of pleasure crashed over me, so strongly I saw stars.

“ C-Caivid .” My voice didn’t sound like my own, and he groaned loudly in response. I could feel that groan like a vice of bliss in my stomach. It made me buck against him without thought.

His tongue swirled around my clit again and my skin went shivery and hot at the same time. The pleasure was so great I felt weightless.

There was pressure against my entrance. Wet and slick and skewering deep. His tongue curled upward inside me. My rational mind winked out as I ground into him, wanting him deeper, harder. I needed more.

Instead, he retreated with another chuckle that sounded far more like a moan of bliss. “Fuck, Susara, you taste so good! ” His finger thrust into me. Filling me. “So tight .”

I was, but it felt so good I bucked into him, taking his finger deeper. “I need more .”

He licked all the way back up to my clit, flattening his tongue over it as he curled his finger inside me. I thrust into him in frantic, mindless jerks. “That’s my good girl . You’re taking me so well.”

“ More ,” I begged as my body coiled.

He thrust another finger into me and probed with a third. I whimpered at the burning sensation even as my hips danced against him, trying to help him along .

“Relax.” He groaned against my pussy, and my channel clenched around his fingers. It felt so good . “Fuck, Susara, relax for me .”

I couldn’t, my body was too desperate. The pleasure was too much. My muscles were taut with the need for release.

He moaned, breath hot, teeth sharp against me. And then his lips formed a circle around my clit and he sucked .

My body ignited . Pleasure roared, shivering down every limb as ecstasy burst in me. The shock of my sudden orgasm made me go slack just enough that Caivid’s probing finger slipped inside me, the three digits curled up and stroked that hidden place that made my mind seize up.

The ecstasy drew out longer and harder than I’d ever felt before. My mind felt splintered as he continued to suck and lick and, Fades help me , my head went dizzy.

He pulled back slightly. “Breathe,” he demanded, and I sucked air into my desperate lungs. “Breathe, that’s it. Good girl .”

Fuck , why did he have to say it like that? Every time he praised me, it felt like my bones were being etched with his voice.

I collapsed on top of him in a heap of gasps and shivers. His fingers slipped from me, and he pulled me down until my head was resting on his shoulder, in the crook of his neck. I could do nothing but tremble.

He showered my face with kisses. My forehead, my cheek.

. . I went completely boneless, weightless.

Fades, how could this powerful, ruthless orc be capable of wrecking my body with such pleasure and then relaxing me into a dreamlike state all within a few moments?

I lost my breath all over again as my heart squeezed in my chest.

Caivid chuckled, bringing his hand up to gently scratch my scalp with his claws. Goosebumps broke out on my whole body. “ Breathe, Susara. You keep forgetting.”

“Your fault,” I managed between gulps of air. “All your fault.”

He hummed with pleasure and kissed me again. This time, his lips found my mouth. His tongue dueled with mine. I sat up to get better access.

My leg brushed his cock, and he broke off the kiss with a low hiss. I looked down and found his shaft was throbbing with need. My body felt sated and weightless from the groundbreaking release, but I could think of one thing that might queue me back up.

“It’s your turn,” I said, and with that, I began to kiss down his body.