“No man will ever lay a hand on you, Little Leisha. You will be an orc’s bride and we protect our wives fiercely.”
I stared up at Groger. This was the kind of man I’d always wanted to marry. He would be perfect if he wasn’t an orc but something told me it would be even better.
3
Darkness fell over the woods quickly as Groger walked through it. He seemed to know where he was going. Making the decision to trust him, I held onto him as he carried me away.
After some time, I felt him walking up the sides of a hill. He didn’t pant or seem to be out of breath as he made the uphill climb with me in his arms. His strength and stamina were impressive.
Reaching the top of the hill, Groger took me inside a cave. A vast space greeted me. There were leather rugs on the floor and the place was clean. Fire burned in a stone hearth in the corner. He set me beside it before moving to the mouth of the cave.
“The bandits are all dead,” he announced after a while, coming back to me.
“How do you know?” I asked.
“I ordered my people to kill them all. No one comes into our territory and hurts one of us.”
“I am one of you now?”
He nodded, fixing those icy-blue eyes on me. “You are my woman.” Keeping his gaze on me, he slowly strode towards me. I took in his tall, muscular stature, wondering how it would feel to have one of his large hands against my soft breasts. Heat pooled between my thighs at the thought.
Reaching me, he sat down beside me. “Do you abhor me, little Leesha?”
“No,” I said at once. “You look different from my kind but I don’t abhor you. I am grateful to you for saving my life. As long as you treat me right, I’ll never hate you.”
Gregor pulled me onto his lap. He slowly began removing my veil and outer robe. “Humans wear too much on their bodies,” he grunted, proceeding to expose my arms. My cheeks heated up at once. Other than Prince Farah, no one had seen or touched me.
“Get used to it,” he said, suddenly tearing off my clothes. The fabric tore as easily as paper in his big hands. A cool draft skimmed my naked back. Groger turned me around to face him. “Let me look at you.”
It was hard to look into his eyes as lust pooled into their depths. I sat completely naked before him. Heat rose from my neck and onto my cheeks.
“So soft and white,” he grunted, running a thick finger over my breasts.
I shivered and closed my eyes.
Next, I felt the touch of a hot, wet tongue on my breasts. Opening my eyes, I saw Gregor leaning down to lick at my tits with a long, gray tongue. He closed his mouth over a nipple and lightly grazed it. Shocks of pleasure raced down my body, warming me to my core.
I placed my hands on his chest. The muscles were perfectly defined and rock-hard under my soft palms.
Gregor pulled my body against his. A large hand on my ass kept me pressed against him. My whole body was reacting to his touches. He was being gentle, but his hands were rough. The combination only ignited fire in my belly.
He took my hand and placed it under the kilt he wore. A throbbing rod was pushed into my fingers and for a moment I marveled at the girth of his manhood. Its surface was ridged. Thick veins ran the length of it.
I stroked it. At once, Groger groaned. I rubbed over his shaft a little harder and he closed his eyes, grunting in approval. While I continued to move my hand up and down his rod, Groger continued to squeeze my breasts. Soon, we were both moaning and groaning in pleasure.
Groger flipped me around. I was bent on my knees as he ran a finger down my spine, gliding all the way over my buttcrack. I shivered as his finger dug into my soft, wet folds.
“You really want me, don’t you?” he grunted appreciatively as he curled his finger and dug deeper into my wet folds.
A moan escaped me, as his finger moved deeper inside me. My walls throbbed around his fingers and soon they were clenching onto him. His other hand came around to grasp a breast.
My body tightened as my pleasure heightened. I was slowly approaching that delicious peak. Moaning, I jerked my hips so they were rubbing against his prying finger.
With a soft cry, I came. He held my body against him as it trembled in the aftermath of pleasure.
“So wet and ready,” he said, pulling out the finger and sucking it. Keeping both hands on my hips, he prodded my entrance with the head of his cock.
“What are you doing?” I asked, suddenly nervous.
“Relax,” he instructed, rubbing the head on my swollen pussy lips. It made me moan, relaxing me further. “I am going to enter now.”
“Enter me?”
His head was pushed inside my entrance. I cried out, feeling my walls stretching to their limits to accommodate his mammoth length. Doubt settled inside me as Groger kept pushing into my tight core. His cock was at least a foot long. Would he ever fit inside me? Were humans and orcs supposed to be mating?
A cry escaped me as Groger gave a massive push, breaching the tightness of my walls. Pain burned through me as I whimpered.
“Breathe,” he whispered in my ear. His hands held me steady as he remained buried inside me.
As I relaxed, some of the sore vanished to be replaced with mounting pleasure. Moans escaped me as I became aware of how full I felt. My ass was touching his ball sacks. My insides throbbed and pulsed around him.
With a grunt, Groger began moving inside me.
Oh god! The sensation was enough to bring me to another orgasm.
Every thrust was hitting deep inside me. My body was washed in waves of pleasure as I moaned and whimpered, begging him to keep fucking me.
My walls clamped around him, drawing rough grunts from the orc. “You feel so good, little one.” His hand came to grasp my sex as he thrust into me.
With a gasp, I reached my climax. My body shuddered against him and my legs turned to jelly. Only his strong hands kept me upright as he continued to thrust into me.
I don’t know how long it went on but my mind was lost in the ecstasy of multiple orgasms. His cock pulsed against my throbbing walls, drawing out moans from me. The ridges on his shaft massaged my insides so well, I thought I’d be lost in a haze of lust and ultimate pleasure.
I was panting and sweating profusely, unable to take it all. Groger pulled out, giving me a little respite. He let me collapse onto the cave floor. I looked up at him. His cock was still hard and erect. Lifting me up, he laid me on one of the fur-covered mounds which I realized was a bed.
Laying me down, he climbed on top of me.
I placed my hands on the sides of his face. It was still something I unused to but I liked the look of lust and affection in those pale blue eyes. He was my lover and so far, he’d been extremely gentle. If I allowed myself, I could really love this orc.
“Come inside me,” I whispered, my tone begging.
Placing his hands on either side of me, Gregor lowered his body on to mine. His thick head breached my entrance a little easier time because of the slippery juices flowing out of me. I moaned as his whole shaft buried deep inside me.
Gregor lowered his mouth on mine in a kiss as he started moving inside me. His tongue was longer than mine. It probed around my mouth, swirling over my tongue as I lost my senses once more to the throbbing pleasure of his cock.
His mouth moved down my chin to latch onto a breast as he thrust in hard and fast. The orgasms built one on top of the other, leaving me breathless and panting.
My walls pulsed around his cock as he fucked me swiftly. My legs wrapped around his narrow hips, keeping him close to me.
Gregor was grunting hard.
Sweat poured down my body as I struggled to keep up with his tempo. My dark hair was stuck to my sweaty face and neck as I experienced the most mind-blowing orgasms.
“Leesha!” he grunted, suddenly coming to a halt.
His body shuddered over mine as his seeds gushed inside me. Hot, thick fluid filled my womb and dripped out of my pussy lips. He slumped over me before gent
ly pulling out his cock, leaving me breathless and panting.
He lay down beside me and pulled me against him in an embrace. “I have never had such pleasure, little Leesha. You shall always be my bride.”
“I will,” I agreed, closing my eyes and resting my head against his chest.
I suppose my prayer got answered. My future changed. Prince Farah lay dead somewhere on the road while I just had the most explosive sex women could only imagine about. My lover was a strong orc and he would protect me fiercely.
With a smile, kissed him.
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