Page 23 of The Cauldronball Run
This witch.His.
J.J.couldn’t stop kissing her, couldn’t stop devouring her tits like he’d die if he let her go.Every scrape of her nails down his back burned through his control until the last thread snapped.He broke from her luscious breast only to drag in a ragged breath.
“I need to taste your pussy.”
The words came out guttural, more instinct than thought, and for a heartbeat he braced for her to laugh.To tell him it was too much, too soon.
Instead, Farrah’s eyes went molten.“Then do it.”
That was all the permission he needed.
He lifted her effortlessly, her gasp swallowed by his mouth as he set her on the narrow counter.Supplies rattled in their bins, but he didn't care.The sight of her perched there, thighs falling open for him, undid him completely.He pulled her pants and panties off, baring her long legs that trembled under his touch.
"Spread for me," he ordered, voice wrecked."Let me see what's mine."
Farrah obeyed, slow and deliberate, her gaze locked on his.The moment her thighs parted, her scent hit him—rich, sweet arousal that only a supernatural could produce.His enhanced senses went haywire.He could smell her need, taste it on the air, and his cock throbbed painfully against his pants.
"Fuck," he groaned, dropping to his knees."I can smell how wet you are from here.How much you’ve been wanting this."
Her breath caught."J.J.—"
He hooked his massive hands under her thighs, spreading her obscenely wide.His hands were so large they wrapped completely around her legs, holding her open for his hungry gaze.
"Look at you," he growled, letting his tusks graze her inner thigh."So small, so delicate.I could break you with one hand, but instead I'm going to worship every inch of you."
When his mouth finally found her center, they both groaned.She was soaking, her arousal coating his tongue as he licked a long stripe from entrance to clit.Her taste was intoxicating.
He licked her slowly at first, savoring the way her slickness coated his tongue.Her thighs tensed but he held her wide open for his hungry mouth.He circled her clit, teased, then sucked hard enough to make her buck against him.
“J.J.,” she gasped, tugging his hair.“Don’t stop.Please don’t stop.”
He never would.Not when she writhed like this, not when her moans echoed off the metal walls, not when every sound she made stitched itself into his soul.He devoured her, tongue thrusting into her, nose pressing against her soft curls as he drank her down.When his mouth finally found her center, he groaned like a starving man finally fed.
Farrah cried out.“Oh, gods—”
"You taste like magic," he rumbled against her, the vibration making her cry out."Like you were made for me."
He devoured her with an intensity that bordered on feral.His tusks pressed against her sensitive skin, adding an edge of danger that made her writhe.He used them deliberately, letting the smooth bone drag along her folds while his tongue worked her clit.The combination had her screaming within minutes.
"J.J.," she gasped, tugging his hair hard enough to hurt."Your mouth—your tusks—fuck, I'm going to—"
He sucked her clit hard, grazing it with just the tip of one tusk, and she shattered.Her orgasm ripped through her violently, her thighs clamping around his head as she rode his face through wave after wave.He didn't stop, couldn't stop, drinking down her release like a man dying of thirst.
When he finally pulled back, his face was soaked, tusks gleaming with her arousal.His green skin had darkened with lust, and when he stood, she could see his cock straining against his pants, a wet spot already forming.
"You're leaking," she observed, voice rough from screaming.
"Orc thing," he growled, already working at his belt."We produce more than humans."
When his pants finally hit the floor, Farrah's eyes went wide.His cock was long, thick, with a pronounced ridge along the underside that she'd never seen on a human.The head was already leaking steadily, precum beading and dripping.
"Oh fuck," she breathed."You're not just big, you're—"
"Different," he finished, wrapping one massive hand around himself.His fingers barely met around the girth.
She watched, mesmerized, as he stroked himself once.More precum leaked out.
"Will it fit?"she asked, but her tone was eager, not afraid.
