Page 23 of Claimed By the Orc Lord

“Tell me no, Little Mate.” I said it again, my fingers sliding beneath the fabric of his pants and dancing along the curve of his ass. Instead of responding, he lifted his hips so I could drag the offending fabric down, and stayed shifted up so I could pull my own cock free of my breeches.

“Mmmf,” he groaned when he dropped back down and there was nothing between us.

I’d fucked more times than I could count, men and women alike, and I’d never felt anything as good as the sensation of his bare skin, hot and hard, as he rocked his hips and thrust against me.

“Tell me no,” I bit out again, but I think we both knew that we were far past that point. There was no more room forno. There was no more room for anything except the desire roaring over me in such strong waves that I could barely think around it, could barely breathe around it.

When I looked up again, Kai’s lids were narrowed to pleasurable slits, and he caught my mouth with his before I had a chance to question him again. Maybe he was tired of hearing it—maybe he was just as hungry for the taste of my tongue as I was for him.

Whatever it was, his fingers tangled in the long, loose tresses of my hair and he moaned into my mouth.

We found a rhythm like that, his body rocking up and down on mine, the slickness of my precum making skin slide easily against skin. I wanted—gods, did I want… and this time when I pulled back and started to speak, it wasn’t to ask him if he wanted to stop.

“I would have you ride my cock just like this,” I growled in his ear, a promise this time instead of a chance for him to get away. “I’d have you split yourself open on me until I was the only thing you knew.”

“Fuck,” he hissed, trying to drop his head to my shoulder again, like it would save him from the knowledge of who he was rutting against. The thought incensed me, and my fingers caught in his hair, tangling and yanking his head back. His eyes were wide now, his cheeks flushed and lips swollen from our kiss.

And now that he was looking at me, it was like he couldn’t tear his gaze away. My free hand gripped his hip, dragging him harder and faster against me.

“I would have you ride me like this until you were crying, Little Mate. Until you were keening and begging for me to breed you.” The wordbreedmade my body give a jerk and my cock twitch in warning. I wanted this to last, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back.

He was my mate, and we were made for this moment, and we would have a thousand others like it.

“B-breed?” He groaned the word out, and the way it caught in the back of his throat and made his cheeks flush was too much—he knew what it meant. I leaned in, nipping his lower lip, and let go of his hair so I could drop both my hands between us. I took hold of our cocks and pumped us in time with the gasps of his breath and the thundering of my heart.

“Mmmm… yes, Kai. I want to fuck you so full of cum that your stomach swells with it… I want to fill you until your body knows who it belongs to, until you’re mine.” My fingers twisted and he jerked, crying out again. When he fell against me this time, I let him… and when his lips found my neck and he sucked in a sweet pantomime of a mating bite he didn’t even understand, I lost it.

Pleasure flooded me and I came in a hot burst at the same time as his cock swelled and spasmed in my grip. I’d never felt an orgasm so intense, as though the words I was saying were true, and I was actually buried so deep inside him, pumping him so full of my seed that he could somehow carry my young.

The thought made me groan again, and I flipped our bodies so the last few thrusts of my hips were grinding him into the mattress, milking every little cry and whimper from his throat that I could.

I fucked against him until he started to twitch beneath me, until his fingers at my hair tugged in a silent plea for mercy.

And I would have happily refused it, slicked my fingers through our joined spill and used it to fuck him open so I could bury myself in him the way my cock wanted—the way my knot swelling at the base of my shaft demanded—but…

“Nash… fuck… I…”

He sounded breathless, and his fingers at my neck spasmed pleadingly…

It took every ounce of strength I had to pull back instead of driving into him again. I was careful when I untied his wrists, and he watched me with wide eyes as I dropped to his stomach and started to lick him clean of the mess we’d made together.

I didn’t stop until it coated my tongue and I was drunk on the taste of us… and he didn’t pull away when I dropped back on the pillows and gently tugged him to lie on my chest.

I knew he could feel the draw between us just as much as I did, even if he wasn’t ready to admit it yet.

If it took a dozen nights just like this to finally make him say the words, I realized I was more than willing to make that sacrifice.

For a while, he simply lay there, catching his breath and shivering in little aftershocks of pleasure.

Finally, he lifted his head and peeked at me through his hair.

“Uh. Thanks… bro?”

Kai’s voice was cautious, like he was testing whether I was going to let him get away with brushing off what had happened as nothing more than an accident. I thought about rolling him beneath me again, milking another orgasm from him until his tongue was so loose that he couldn’t help but admit it…

But the wary look that chased the pleasure in his gaze told me to wait.

To be patient.

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