Page 26 of Romancing the Orc

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Lara

That strange feeling I’ve been getting since I arrived on the island intensifies, centering on Brokk. What in the world could it be? I feel it whenever he manipulates the vines—and how exactly is he so fast with the knots? It seems impossible. But it has to be him doing the knots and stuff, right? Because otherwise…

The large piercing at the base of his cock moves! I gasp, unable to believe it when the metal sphere extends outward, breaking into several long silver tentacles that shimmer with flickering pale-blue light. What. The. Actual. Fuck?

“Oh, my god. Ohmygod. Ohmygod!” My voice comes out breathy and fast, the words smearing together.

“This is certainly interesting.” Brokk smirks, and the ends of the tentacles stroke up my inner thighs. “I wondered what you most wanted. You really are into monsters, aren’t you?”

“How—” My voice cracks, and I swallow and try again. “How is this possible?”

“Magic.”

Magic. The kind of magic you find in Faerie. The kind of magic only a fae can do. So if Brokk has magic, then…

“You really are an orc!” I blurt.

He grins. “I really am.”

I thought this encounter with Brokk was living out my favorite fantasy of sex with an orc. I didn’t realize it wouldn’tbefantasy—that I’d actually be doing it for real.

And not simply an orc, either—one with magical tentacles emerging from the base of his dick!

He takes another step closer, and they glide over my pussy in a shiver of sensation. They move independently of each other, touching me everywhere. Two stroke and tease my clit, two plunge into my pussy, and two—

I moan as two tease my ass, using my dripping wetness to ease inside with a delicious tingle.

Brokk strokes my cheek, pushing his thumb into my mouth, where I suck on it greedily.

“Look at you, my good girl, getting all your pretty holes filled.”

Desire jolts through me at his words. God, he’s discovered my praise kink on top of all the monster extras.

He fists his cock in time with the thumb plunging in and out of my mouth. “You swallowed me down so well, but nothing’s going to feel as good as this pretty pussy wrapped around my cock.”

His thumb pops free of my mouth, and he fists my hair as he steps close enough to rub the head of his erection up and down my slick folds. “Say it. Say you want my cock.”

“I want it,” I gasp. “I want your cock.” God, I’ve never spoken truer words. He’s already licked me to a glorious orgasm, but it’s not enough. My body’s still hungry.

Heat flashes through me as he gathers a handful of orc seed and covers me in the creamy fluid, rubbing it into my breasts. His fingers pinch and pull my nipples until I whimper, my feet kicking at their restraints.

But I hang in midair, unable to get any real control over my body, spread wide and exposed in a way that makes me feel shivery and hot.

God, how did he know I needed this? Needed to be freed from the burden of responsibility so I can let go and enjoy? On normal days, I can keep the control-freak side of me somewhat calm, but ever since I got kidnapped, nothing’s been normal.

Brokk presses closer, the head of his magnificent cock stretching my entrance wide. God, he’s larger than even the biggest of my toys, and I have a pretty good selection of monster dildos at home.

His hand tightens in my hair, the roots stinging with a delicious little flash of pain. “Fuck. You feel so good.”

I can only whimper as he works his cock in and out of me, inch by amazing inch. The pressure, the fullness, the extra texture of the Jacob’s Ladder piercings—I’m already on overload. I squirm, caught in the vines. I can’t tell if my body’s trying to get closer or away. It just needs tomove, to try to let out some of this overwhelming feeling.

The tentacles stroke my clit harder, and I come, a sharp wash of tingling delight spiraling out of me as I scream Brokk’s name.

He doesn’t stop moving, rocking into me, keeping the pleasure high, so that even as this orgasm recedes, I remain close to yet another.

God, is this what being multi-orgasmic feels like? I’ve never been that before. But then, no one’s ever been Brokk.

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