Page 48 of My Ogre Husband
A wide smile spreads across Egorr’s face, and I love how it draws up his big tusks. I want to kiss him again—and do even more things with him. As we walk on, his hand grazes over my lower back and I shiver all over, imagining what we’ll get up to later.
* * *
I’m rather cold by the time we return home, and Egorr makes us each a warm cup of hot cocoa. But I’m already dying to get back in the bedroom and take the next step.
This time, we both get naked together, and I revel in the sight of him. Once we’re on the bed, Egorr pulls out the blindfold.
“Put this on,” he says in that bossy voice from yesterday, and it makes me tingle at the base of my hips.
With a grin, I take the blindfold and cover my eyes, tying it around the back of my head.
“Now lean back,” Egorr tells me.
I do as I’m told, all the hair on my skin standing up on end at just the tone of his voice. I lie there like a doll as my ogre begins kissing me, starting with my mouth and then working his way down. I accept all his attentions eagerly, shivering as he tastes my nipples, then my belly. His hand slides between my thighs and he rubs my clit, telling me without words how he’s going to pleasure me.
First, he eats me out like it’s his last day on Earth, using all his wondrous knowledge of my body to get me spinning faster and faster. Then, one of his fingers slides into me, and he pumps it in and out until I’m chanting his name and begging for more.
With a chuckle, Egorr pushes in a second finger. His pace ratchets up, and I’m so hypersensitive that I’m letting out little cries with every thrust.
Then he pauses, and I hear theclick!of the bottle of lube opening. Not being able to see what he’s doing makes my heart beat even faster. Is the biggest of the toys going to fit?
“It’s going to be a little cold,” Egorr says. “Keep your legs spread for me.”
Keeping my thighs parted, I jump a little when the cool toy starts to push inside me. I take the head easily, moaning as it slowly slides in.
But then it keeps going. And going. It’s so broad that I squeak and reach out for Egorr, and he stops right away.
“Too much?” he asks.
I nod rapidly, too overwhelmed to even speak properly.
Egorr withdraws the toy, then eases it back in less deeply, so only the head is seated inside me. My nerve endings are all white-hot, and I feel like I’m already so close as it stretches me. Then he tries again, pressing the toy through, and this time some more of it fits.
“There you go,” Egorr croons. “It looks so amazing inside you, spreading that pussy open for me.”
I gasp as his wet tongue glances across my clit, and the toy glides in even deeper. I don’t realize it’s all the way inside me until it bottoms out.
Then, Egorr really starts to fuck me with it. I’m crying and moaning as he pumps the toy faster, holding my thighs down to the bed while he ravages me with his mouth.
“Come for me, Maddie,” Egorr growls, shoving the toy in deep and back out again. He resumes feasting, and I feel like all my seams are going to burst apart.
When I climax, it’s as if I’m trapped in an earthquake. My thighs freeze up and my voice stops in my throat, all while the toy continues pumping. I clench so tight that it feels immense, impossible.
“Yes,” Egorr praises. “Look at you, gushing all over the toy.”
He slows down as I fall flat on my back, heaving with exertion. With the utmost gentleness, he slides it out of me. I sense him crawl up the bed until the mattress sags under him, then he pushes some hair back from my sweaty forehead.
“Fuck,” I murmur as the cataclysm slowly washes away. “That was amazing.”
He chuckles that deep chuckle I love as I reach up to untie the blindfold. I blink a few times at the bright light overhead.
“You were amazing,” Egorr says, running a hand from my collarbone down to my belly, as if he wants to touch as much of me as possible. “Your pussy took that toy so well… I think you’re ready now.”
A bolt of thrill rushes through me, and I sit up abruptly. “You think we could?” I ask, vibrating with excitement. “Now?”
Egorr sits up, too, and pulls me into his lap so his cock is wedged neatly between the cheeks of my ass. I rub against it, desperate to feel even more of him.
“We should give you a night to recover,” he says, kissing the back of my neck. “And then we can do everything you want.”
