Page 31 of The Orc's Stolen Shepherdess

Disappointment brewed hot behind my eyes. “Why? I’m not worried about you getting me pregnant on accident. I know orcs have to rut a woman twice in the same night to get her pregnant. Can’t we just stop after your first spill?”

“No.” I heard him swallow in the dark. “I can’t stop, Susara.”

I blinked my eyes wide. “You. . . can’t?”

“No. Never have been able to. After the first time I cum, the need to release my second spill isinstant. I lose my mind with the need to finish the rut.”

“Oh!” Fades help me. The image of him out of his mind with lust for me, bucking and squirming and begging me for release, had my pussy clenching so hard it was almost painful.

He sucked in a long breath and his pupils dilated. “Susara,please.We can’t both be out of our minds.”

“Yes, we can. I’ll just make sure your first spill lands on the ground.” A wicked idea formed in my mind and I grinned. “Or maybe I should suck you off andswallowthe chance.”

“What?”His fingers curled around my face and forced me to meet his eyes again. “Whatdid you say?”

Fades, he looked half gone already. “Why so shocked? You said you wanted to use your tongue, so I may as well return the favor.”

“I don’t think you realize what you’re asking for.” Fades his voice was vibrant, alive. It pooled liquid heat in me so thick I could hardly swallow down my longing.

“I knowexactlywhat I’m asking for, Caivid. I may not have had an orc before, but I’m not an innocent.” I trailed my finger down his cheek to the sharp point of his tusk. “And the women who have played conquest before liketotalk.”

He let out a growl so low it vibrated from the souls of my feet all the way up to the top of my head. “My inability to control myself isn’t the only concern, Susara. I’m larger than most human males by twofold. My cock may not even fit inside you.”

Ohfuck. That should have worried me, but it didn’t. Instead, it made me ache with wanting to try.

“How much?”

His brows pinched in confusion. “How muchwhat?”

“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. “Sobrave.”

“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 wassomuch 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.

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