Page 50 of My Ogre Husband
He leans down, bringing his lips right to my ear. “If she begs so sweetly… then I suppose I had better give it to her.”
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Egorr withdraws his hand, licking each of his fingers, which is wildly erotic. Then he leans back and reaches into the bedside table, producing a bottle of lube. That cock of his is even harder and more alert than before, swelled up dark with blood. He pours the lube into his palm, and I watch in fascination as he coats his entire length with it. Then, after a moment’s thought, he applies some to his fingers and spreads it around my pussy, too.
Now there’s no way he won’t fit.
“Are you ready to take me, little Maddie?” Egorr falls forward on one hand so his huge body is crouched over me, his belly brushing mine. Looking down between us, he fists himself tight and guides it to the spot between my legs that’s hungering for him.
“I’m more than ready.” I wiggle my hips, trying to bring us closer together, because all I need in this entire universe is my ogre inside me.
Egorr circles my entrance with his soft cockhead, testing it, applying only a small amount of pressure. I moan at just this faint presence, how it’s already urging me open. He’s taking it slow and careful, pushing in only a hair’s breadth at a time, but there’s no pain at all—nothing but a steady, glorious stretch as he pushes in. His cock is a little thicker than the toy we used last night, but it feels like heaven. Egorr’s wonderfully warm, so firm and yet giving in exactly the right way. There’s no resistance as he slides in.
Egorr’s arm shakes under him, and he squeezes his eyes shut. “You feel so good. So wet and soft for me.”
I can’t even utter a word as he withdraws again, then that head slips in deeper, unhindered. My body parts for it, begging for the rest of him, but he slows before going in any farther.
“Egorr, please,” I manage to say. I reach up for him, running my hands down his chest to his belly, peeking down at where he’s already sheathed part of the way inside me.
Egorr obliges, giving me another inch before pulling back out. But I need more, and more. He grins down at me, nudging my nose with his.
“Soon.” His next thrust invades deeper, and thanks to all that lube, my pussy welcomes him. I’m stretching wide, so wide that I can’t even clench. It’s like every fold of me is unfurling, giving him even more space as he delves in once again. My hips snap up of their own accord, desperate to have all of him.
“Maddie,” Egorr says hoarsely. “You’re incredible.”
But I want cock, not words. I wrap my legs around his hips, digging my heels into his ass, and Egorr lets out a strangled moan as he slides the rest of the way in.
I cry out as he fills me up as far as he possibly can, until my cup is brimming over. My sweet ogre falls down onto both hands, taking halting breaths. I squeeze around him, so stuffed that I have no choice.
“I’m about to go off,” Egorr rasps. I hold him there, stroking one of his huge tusks from base to tip. As our bodies adjust to one another, he kisses me, savoring my lips, tangling his tongue with mine. When it looks like he’s regained his composure, Egorr slowly pulls back out, and I whimper again with loss.
He plunges into me, hard.
“Egorr!” I grip his tusk hard. “Fuck!”
He pauses, blinking. “Did I hurt you?”
“No!” I moan and clench him even tighter with my thighs. “Please, more! Harder! Faster!”
A wicked look spreads across his face as he repeats the motion, withdrawing most of the way and then shoving himself back inside me again. The sound that comes out of me is somewhere between a scream and a mewl. I’ve never needed someone as much as I need him.
Egorr maintains this same pace, taking me deeply, slowly, as my body rearranges for him. Soon he can fit even more of himself inside me, and I can’t comprehend how much of him there is.
“Your pussy is so perfect,” Egorr whispers, kissing my cheek, then reaching down to graze his hand over my nipple. “Like you were made to fit me.”
“I was,” I moan. “I was.”
My arms find their way around his neck, pulling him in even closer, molding my body to his. I need all of him. In answer, Egorr cups the back of my head, bringing me against his shoulder while his other hand hooks under my ass. My thighs spread wider around his girth, my legs now slung up over his hips, and suddenly I can feel even more of him.
“Egorr!” I bury my face in his neck. “Just like that, please, oh!”
My ogre sinks deeper as I open up for him, and pleasure ripples out from the place we’re connected, spiraling up from my abdomen to my chest and into my throat. My whole body is tensing, and Egorr groans into my ear.
“You feel so fucking good,” he mutters, his tusks brushing my face. “I can’t believe it.”
“Believe it, baby.” I stroke his bald head. “That pussy is all yours.”
He groans at my words, and his thrusts speed up, sending out bigger and bigger sparks. I’m writhing and crying out his name over and over as my need swirls up huge and monstrous. I feel like a boat about to capsize, thrown side to side by each wave as it hits me.
