Page 24 of The Orc Who Hated Christmas
He flapped his wings, lifting, letting part of Graal’s cock slide from his body. Then Graal yanked him down, fucking Cas onto his cock. The air punched from Cas’s lungs. His body felt so full, so stretched, so complete.
“Yes!” Cas flapped his wings, and Graal’s cock slid from his body again.
And again Graal pulled him back down on his cock.
“Fuck!” Cas screamed to the night sky as snow fell on his naked skin.
Over and over, he flew several inches up. Over and over, Graal yanked him back down onto his dick.
Growls and groans escaped Graal as he fucked Cas. Their bodies slapped together. Cas’s fingers gripped Graal’s shoulders as Graal’s dick pummelled into him. Cas shifted the angle of his hips, and the next time Graal’s cock buried deep into him, it hit his prostate.
Cas keened. Their rhythm grew erratic, and Cas’s control over his wings and flight became difficult. But still, Graal held him where he needed to be and pounded up into his arse, nailing that spot inside him over and over. The veins in Graal’s neck stood out. Cas’s whole body tingled.
Then Graal threw his head back and roared as he slammed into Cas, holding him in place, hitting the bundle of nerves inside Cas dead-on.
Cas’s vision turned white as Graal’s hot seed flooded his insides.
Cas’s whole body convulsed, limbs quivering as his wingssnapped uncontrollably. His own dick jerked as he shot thick ropes of cum. Pleasure like he’d never known swam through his body until nothing existed but the ecstasy burning inside him.
“Graal!” Then Cas collapsed.
Graal’s strong arms caught him.
CHAPTER 14
Graal cleaned them up as best he could with a handkerchief that he kept in his pocket. Cas did not help much. His body sagged, a dazed smile on his face as he watched Graal right them.
“I can still feel you buried inside me.” Cas wiggled his hips.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Graal asked.
“No.” Cas paused. “A little. But it’s the good kind of hurt.”
Graal shook his head, huffing a laugh. “Here, let’s get you dressed and warm. And maybe get you something to eat and drink.” Cas looked like he needed it.
I did that to him. I’m the reason he looks completely fucked and satisfied.
Graal helped Cas with his tunic. It had a large hole at the back for his wings. It was a little difficult to put on, especially since Cas didn’t really help. Cas stumbled, but Graal held him up. Then Graal pulled Cas’s trousers on. Cas seemed content to just let Graal dress him. And to be honest, Graal enjoyed caring for Cas.
Cas sighed contentedly. “I can easily say they were the two best orgasms I’ve ever experienced in my life.”
“Really? I mean, it was incredible for me. The best I’ve had. But I didn’t realise you felt the same.” Graal knelt before Cas and put on the pixie’s boots.
He’d not realised they could fuck in the position they had. He’d never done anything like that before. But Cas was very light, and his wings helped.
“Mmmm.” Cas closed his eyes. “And you should consider bottling up your seed and selling it. I will recommend it to everyone.”
Graal choked. Then he rose, draping his coat around Cas’s shoulders. He liked Cas in his coat. “Let’s get you something to eat and drink.”
Cas linked his arm with Graal’s as they walked back to the markets.
“You’re very good at looking after me.” Cas leaned against him.
“I like looking after you,” Graal admitted, glancing down at Cas.
Cas looked like he’d been thoroughly and roughly fucked. His hair resembled a haystack of white and pale blue. His shining clothing needed to be cleaned. Red marks, caused by Graal’s beard, fingers, teeth, or mouth—he didn’t know—marred Cas’s pale skin. And of course, his makeup was a mess. But at least he looked like he’d enjoyed every single minute of being fucked.
Shit. Is that my seed on his cheek and chin?
