Page 49 of My Ogre Husband
I swoon at the thought. We’re almost there.
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Sunday is a long day, awaiting what’s coming. After sleeping in and then having brunch, we play five rounds of Blast Karts, and for once, I manage to beat Egorr and the computer players both. Then we tidy up the house together before cooking dinner. I make it all the way through our meal before I can’t stand the anticipation any longer.
Setting down my fork and napkin, I get up out of my chair and hold out a hand to Egorr. “Can we go to your room?”
He takes it, grinning at me widely. “I’d love to.”
Once he’s up on his feet and rising high above me, though, he swoops down and picks me up. I squeal as he bridal carries me down the hall, and before long I’m down on his bed on my back, Egorr ravishing my mouth with his. His hand ducks under my shirt and squeezes my breast over my bra, and I’m impressed by how hard he is already as his hips rub eagerly against mine.
“Shirt,” he says, in that commanding tone, “off.”
“Oh, yes, sir.”
He lets me sit up and pry it over my arms, then I unhook my bra. His eyes drop to my tits and he licks his lips.
I love that I can turn my ogre on so much.
“You next,” I say, and Egorr gets a particularly mischievous look as he lifts off his T-shirt. I sure do love looking at him without it. Curly black hairs trail all the way from his throat to his crotch, fanning out across his big pecs, which are each twice as big as one of my hands. I can’t help touching him, exploring him with my fingers from his collar down to his strong hips. There, I tug on the band of his pants, and he doesn’t have to be told twice to take them off.
There it is. His cock comes out, hard and eager, already leaking. My prize. I don’t hesitate before leaning down to lick just the tip of it, and Egorr gasps.
“I thought you wanted me to fuck you?” he asks as I trace the head of his cock with my tongue.
“I need dessert. Then after you fill up my belly, you can put it inside me. Okay?”
I think I’ve finally managed to scandalize him, because Egorr’s mouth opens in surprise. I grin as I take his cock deep into my throat on my first try, and he moans.
“Wait,” he says suddenly. I pause, and he gestures for me to come toward him. “You’d best put that sweet pussy where I can get my own dessert, too.”
Oh, is that what he wants? Happily, I navigate so I’m kneeling astride his face, those big tusks keeping my thighs spread for him. He wraps his hands around my ass, pulling me in even closer before he sets to devouring me, sampling my clit and then diving down again to my entrance, moaning as he licks up all my arousal.
Once more, I wrap my lips around that incredible cock, stretching my mouth as far as I can as I bring it in deep. The head strikes the back of my throat, and yet I swallow it even deeper, angling my neck so I can take as much as possible. Egorr groans as his hips jerk against me.
I go slow, savoring him as he delves deep into me with his tongue, then draws it out and circles my tender nub again. Fuck, I’m so close to coming already. So I speed up my mouth, gripping his cock tight in my fingers while I bring him in as far as I can.
“Oh, Maddie,” Egorr whimpers, and I don’t think I’ve ever heard himwhimper. “You feel incredible. And you taste even better.”
He licks me more furiously, and then I sense one of his fingers trail up to my pussy. Just the tip tests me out, and as turned on as I am, I easily give to him. His breaths speed up as he presses it inside me, twisting it this way and that to open me up. For a moment, my mouth halts because I’m so distracted by the loveliness of just that one finger curling to brush my inner walls. I moan against his cock, and Egorr moans in return at the sensation of it. It’s like our pleasure is a circle, building and building the more each of us gives to the other.
I return to my work, stroking him with every suck. Soon Egorr slides another finger inside me, pausing briefly before I rock my hips against it.
“More,” I demand, though the words are muffled by the object in my mouth. In response, he pumps his hand faster, both fingers now running along the inside of me.
My orgasm is on top of me before I realize what’s happening. I cry out as it sucks me under, and I try desperately to keep blowing him, but it’s almost too much for me to bear. I pull out Egorr’s cock and gasp raggedly as one ripple of bliss after another echoes through my body.
“Maddie,” Egorr growls, seizing me by the hips. “Lie on your back.”
Oh, fuck, that sounds good. I do as I’m told, rolling off of him to land on the bed. For such a big beast, Egorr sure does move fast as he climbs on top of me, pinning my arms down and straddling my hips with his thighs. That cock is dripping wet and pointed straight at me.
“Don’t move,” he says, releasing my hands. I’m too turned on to even speak as his hand slides lower, testing out my oversensitive parts. I wriggle as he fits two fingers inside me once again, but he won’t let me escape. Instead, he attempts to slide a third finger in, and my body instantly rejects it.
“Shh,” he says quietly, kissing my lips. The dominating force gives way to a loving one as he brushes my forehead with his. He spreads his two fingers, urging my small cavern open, twisting them and applying gentle pressure. Soon, the third slips inside me, and I’m stretched almost as far as I can go.
“There we are.” Once again, Egorr kisses me. It’s a long, slow, wonderful kiss that makes me feel cherished and desired—everything I’ve always craved. He continues working me with all three fingers, widening me more and more. “You’re going to be so ready for my cock,” he tells me, those soft eyes of his boring into mine.
“I am,” I say, wriggling my hips to show exactly how much I want it. “Please.”
