Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Wild perverse thoughts scream inside me. There was no mating for so long, orcs did not speak of the rituals and dynamics of these things.
“I want to try it, right now.” I swallow, my mouth already watering. “Daddy is here and he wants this oral with you. Take those pants off.” I stand, her little nipples drawn tight and I reach down and grab her under the arms, swinging her around to place her on the softer, hide covered chair beside the fireplace. Her breasts jiggle as I get ready to taste victory.
She wiggles out of her leather pants but not fast enough. I tug off her boots, throwing them behind my head, listening to them crash into the metal plates on the shelves in the kitchen.
“Simmer down there, Daddy. You’re going to break something.”
“I’m going to be breaking you, baby, very soon.” It takes great effort to not maul her as soon as I tear the pants from her little feet. They are so cute, like doll toes, and I remind myself to tickle them later with my tongue, but right now.
Downtown.
Her pink flesh peeks out from a brush of dark curls. She looks so small in my giant chair, like a child almost, and I wonder if there are things I should know before I continue.
“How old are you, my Selthe? You are small but you are of breeding age are you not?”
“I’m just twenty. Last week. I’m just small for a human my age.”
Thank the gods. I know I could not hold myself back for long but I would wait for her if necessary.
I take a long draw of the air, dropping to my knees, grabbing her feet and flinging them over my shoulders, taking her hips and holding her body in my hands.
I easily lift her, driving my face forward, mounting her wetness on my mouth as a deep growl cuts through me. Her taste matches her scent perfectly and my desperate need to devour her this way blinds me.
I drive my top tongue forward while the smaller, lower tongue explores. There are lush folds everywhere, slick with her flavor. She is my own flower, my toy, as I hold her tight and secure. Her hands rest on the top of my head, her legs hanging down behind my back. She is like a doll.
“You are mine. Do you understand? All this wetness, this dripping, breeding hole. These tits, your ass. All of it is mine now. This oral tells me even before you take my cock and my seed that you belong to me. Your taste tells me this.”
“Yes.” She nods as I look up, her nipples so tight I’m angry I forgot to taste them before, but there will be time for me to taste every inch of her.
“I will do as I please with you. When it pleases me. You will deny me nothing, Selthe. My baby.”
I drive my face and tongues back between her legs, desperate to calm this possessive storm swirling inside of me.
“Oh my God.” She screams, her tiny heels hammering on my back. “That is so…fuck…so good.”
“Daddy.” I mumble into her silky warmth. “You call me Daddy while I give you pleasure.”
“Daddy,” she whispers as my lower tongue teases at her opening, my upper tongue discovering a hard spot and I hear her hiss as I plunge one tongue inside and the other tickles around the little hooded hard spot.
There is a tight ring at her opening and terror clings to me wondering how I will fit inside my small human mate. The thought lingers but the longer I work at her slick pink button and jab softly at the little hole, the more she’s soaking my face and getting softer.
She wiggles and moans, using many curse words which I will spank her for later as her hands grab my ears, pulling my face closer as she bucks against my mouth, arching in my grip and glory rises within me.
“Daddy…” She breathes and a pulse of my seed spends from the tip of my cock. “God, it’s so good. Magic orc tongues, I’m never leaving you, not if this is what it’s like.”
“You will never leave me,” I grit out between lapping. “Daddy is here, he will always be here for you, my baby.”
My thick shaft pulses, the four orbs encased in flesh that hold my seed descending from my body below my second cock where they’ve been hidden my entire life until now. They stay safe and protected until the time comes to mate, but now that they’ve come to live, I can’t imagine how I ever lived without them.
“Please, more.” My mate whines for me. “Can you use both tongues on my clit?”
Clit.
“Like this?” I press both tongues down into her female opening, wiggling and stabbing forward, but she is so tight.