Page 60 of Enchanted with the Orc
“Inside you?”
“If you—” I started.
His hand came up behind my knee and angled it just so, spreading my legs in a way I simply hadn’t thought of. Firmly holding me open.
“If you want to,” I finished, struggling to keep my voice low.
“Fuck, Tasia,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my lips. “You’re so perfect, you’re driving me insane.”
My insides opened to him without warning. They welcomed and pulled at him until he bottomed out, until he was so deep inside of me, stretching me to a point that should be breaking, but just made me feel filled, sealed and perfect.
We both exhaled. I lifted a hand, closed it shakily around his sweaty nape, burying it in his hair. The hair that I’d started combing when I did Gabbi’s. He sat there on a little stool next to her, grinning at her while I played with the strands. The memory flashed into my mind, and it made my lips curl.
“Hey,” I whispered, smiling up at him.
He smiled back, just a little. “Hey.”
His eyes were dark and lost. He moved inside me, just a hint of a thrust, and it made my entire body clench around him, until I could feel his cock twitch and pulsate inside me, like a drum. My head fell to the sofa-bed below, and then someone was groaning. Saying something guttural and out of control.
Then Enka pulled out, pushed back in, and we werefinallyone. In the span of a few seconds his thrusts went from tentative, almost testing, to fast and intense. His hand slid to the small of my back, lifting me into him he thrust, rubbing inside me, against me and forcing pleasure to shake up my spine. I’d never felt anything like it. I was dizzy with it.
“Gods, you’re perfect,” he gasped, sucking on the skin of my neck again before he slowed, asking against my ear in a voice that was raspy and broken. “Is this alright? Am I hurting you?” He didn’t fully manage to stop.
I couldn’t answer. Not past the sharp hitch of my breath, the way my fingers dug desperately into the flesh and muscle of his back, clinging to him like I was lost at sea. Pressure built again inside me, swelling large and overwhelming—all-encompassing.
“Gods, Tasia,” he rasped. “If you’re not enjoying any part of this, you have to tell me now.” He was eager, his movements becoming erratic, losing control and powering into me harder and harder. His cock slipped out for a moment, and his growl of annoyance shook my entire body. It took him only a moment to notch the wide head back to my entrance before he thrust hard back into me, snapping my teeth shut with the force.
As I stared up at him, the only thing I could think was,I’m never asking him to stop.
Pleasure fizzled in my veins—sang in my blood—and he was the one who was giving it to me. Iadoredhow he was out of focus, but then so was I, too flooded by how good he felt, how all-consuming the sensation of him so deep inside me was. He was sliding in and out of me so smoothly, and I couldn’t stop from losing myself to everything. To the wonder of exactly howrightthis felt.
“I—”
“Tasia, tell me if you want me to stop—” His hips slowed for a moment, before he released a guttural grunt. I’d canted my hips and clenched around him—dragging the sound out of him. I was gripping his cock as hard as I could with my cunt, massaging him in ways that made his massive, corded forearms shudder on either side of my head.
“I love it,” I purred, reaching up to fist my fingers in his thick hair. To catch his eyes and make sure that he was paying close attention whenI said, “I fuckingloveit, Enka.”
Those were the words that snapped the last of his control. I watched it burst like an overstretched elastic band. He made a guttural noise in the back of his throat and shuddered above me, pumping his hips hard and dropping his face into the side of my neck, his teeth biting hard.
I gasped at the sharp pain, feeling his orgasm soar. The scalding pleasure cascading over him as he shook on top of me. After a long, burning moment, he released his bite, licking it with gentle laps, his thrusts slowing, becoming lazy. His hips curled, and I ran my hands down his back, savoring his sweat-slicked skin over bunching muscles.
He murmured words then. First in Orcish and then in English. How beautiful I was. How perfect. How much he’d wanted me from the first moment he’d seen me. How he was going to keep me and never,everlet me go.
Chapter Thirty-three
Tasia
Ismiled a real, genuine, smile. I buried it against his skin, but I knew that for the first time, I was in a place where I couldn’t feel, see or touch any of the bad memories or thoughts. This was a light, blissful safe space. The only thing that jarred me was when he shifted and I felt the first tiny gush of his cum slipping out of me.
Instead of freaking out the way I probably should, I released a tiny giggle. I smothered the sound with my hand, but he raised his head in a lazy movement, looking down at me with curious eyes that were filled with the same joy I was feeling.
The snort came next as another gush slipped out when his cock shifted inside me. That was all he needed to start laughing with me, pressing his forehead to mine as we shook with humour, keeping the sounds low and soft so that we wouldn’t wake our daughter in the other room.
“I need to clean up,” I whispered, nuzzling my nose against him. Ineededto, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to keep his cum inside me forever. I wanted him to mark me with it. With his scent. So that I belonged to him.
Damn it, Tasia, you’re falling.
I didn’t even fight the voice that was telling me it wastoo fast.I shoved her out instead. This wasn’t the time or place. Iknewthat I was falling, and for some reason, I didn’t mind it. Not when it was Enka. He just might be the only male who was worth it.
