Page 88 of The Orc Chief's Baker
“I know the next spill has to be inside me. You can hold out for me, right, Brovdir? You can be strong for me?”
He let out an exhale hard enough to rustle her hair and nodded.
She wasted no time stroking his cock with her hand. “Did you fit the full length inside me?”
“No,” he panted.
“Hmm,” she mused, stroking back to the top. “Do you think you could?”
He swallowed hard. “No. I won’t.”
That was a quick refusal. “Why?”
“Don’t . . . want to hurt you.”
“What if I controlled it?” Trinia said, stroking down again. It probably wasn’t fair to use petting his cock as a distraction, but she didn’t care. “What if I was in complete control?”
His eyes flashed wide in an instant and his expression took on a slacked, wonderstruck look that made her stomach flutter and her thighs squirm. His nod was quick, focused.
Ooh, so he wanted her to be in control? She supposed she should have guessed that since he liked to take orders. To test it, she said, “You’re going to follow every direction I say, Brovdir.”
His eyes shot wide and his jaw slacked a little.
“I’m going to tell you when to thrust, how hard, how deep... I’m going to tell you when you have to be still and when you can touch me.”
A groan flooded out of him as she stroked his shaft again. He was shivering like he had a fever.
“You can still say no if you don’t like something.” She felt the need to ensure him. “But if you don’t say no, I’m going to do what I want.Everythingthat I want. What do you say to that?”
His nod was so eager it would have been adorable had her blood not been set to boiling. The thought of controlling this powerful, massive male made her pussy pulse with desire.
“In that case, I want to get you nice and wet so you slide inside me better.” His eyes flashed as if he was trying to work out what that meant.
There was no better explanation than by example. She gripped his cock tight in her hand and slowly dipped her head. She saw the realization flash in his eyes as he sucked in a sharp breath.
He didn’t tell her no.
She leaned down and licked from the throbbing base all the way to the twitching tip.
“Fuck!” Brovdir’s grip on the sheets tightened until she heard them ripping. “Trinia, I?—”
She gave him no time to process and instead swirled her tongue around the head until he groaned and arched his back.
It was so easy to pleasure him. She’d barely started, and he looked spent already.
“Trinia.”His groan was vibrant and made her quiver as she continued to lap at the head of his cock. He gasped between quivering jolts.“I’ll spill.”
“Not yet.” She lapped gently at the head, and he groaned piteously. His fists tightened in the bedding, but he didn’t let go. “Be a good boy and hold it.”
He sucked in a hard breath and his eyes shot open.
Ooh, so he liked that. “You can, right? You can be a good boy...mygood boy and hold on for me?”
He let out that breath in quivering gulps and nodded his shaggy head so eagerly it left no room for doubt in her mind.
“That’s it.” She dipped low again, right at the base of his cock, and flattened her tongue against it so hard she could feel his heartbeat pulsing against her lips. She cupped her hand around the opposite side and crawled toward the head.
He let out a strangled groan that shot bliss all the way through her. She was trembling almost as badly as he was. Her pussy ached. Her clit throbbed.
