Chapter 10
ZAK
Ilearn quickly that if Rose isn’t in her house, there’s no point in calling out to her, no point in hoping that she appears in an hour or two. If she’s not here at sunset, she’s not here at all, her existence somehow tied to the sun.
And maybe, the moon.
“You’re even more solid tonight,” I whisper, my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of her cool lips pressing kisses down my neck.
I can feel her hands where she braces herself on my chest and the press of her legs where she sits naked over my stomach.
She’s still fairly translucent, still very much a ghost, but she no longer passes through my body.
“Yes,” she whispers now, my nipples pebbling as she slides herself lower, continuing with her open-mouthed kisses.
I open my eyes and watch her, her long hair a waterfall of green that brushes my hip in a featherlight touch as she takes my cock in her hand, dragging back my foreskin slowly and lowering her mouth to plant a kiss on the exposed head.
I’m already leaking precum — no surprises there — and it drips down my shaft.
“Can you taste it?”
She shakes her head. “No smell, either. But this is such a joy, to be able to hold you like this.”
“I know.” It’s the night before the full moon, and as the week has progressed her touch has grown stronger, the sensation that there’s a barrier between us lessening with each day.
It’s almost like a camera adjusting its focus; now I can feel when her nails scrape my skin, can feel the delicate softness of her lips under my own, and the sensation of her tongue swiping over mine feels right.
She is solid, but she’s still not entirely here.
I can’t smell her, can’t taste her, and though I can see it, I can’t feel the saliva in her mouth or wetness on her glistening cunt.
I want to be able to lick the beads of sweat that form on her skin, to taste every inch of her, to have her with me permanently.
“Zak.”
I grin at her now, chuckling under my breath as she opens her mouth comically wide over the head of my cock.
Her more tangible form has meant it’s not so easy for her to take the thickness of it in her mouth, but I’m more than happy to trade the ghostly deep-throating that we achieved before for her more physical presence here today.
My laugh turns to a moan as she manages to suck hard on the head, her teeth ever-so-lightly scraping the edge of my glans, and fuck it feels good.
She is a goddess in the light of the candles I lit, her own green glow shining in the dim light, and in this moment I can’t help but think I’m the luckiest man alive, even though I’m really not.
We are still no closer to understanding her nature, or what to do to help her.
I want that miracle. I want her here with me forever.
“Come here,” I demand, already reaching for her. She’s still too light, not truly here, but my hands can wrap around her waist, and I do drag her forward, ignoring her shriek of laughter as I seat her over my face.
“What are you doing?” she hisses, sounding scandalised as she hovers above me.
“Feasting.” I pull her down with gentle pressure on her hips, until my lips can kiss at her cunt, my tusks grazing her outer folds.
We moan together as I lick long stripes up to her clit, revelling in just how soft her flesh feels under my tongue, the prettiest petals of my most delicate flower.
I smile against her flesh as she begins to rock against me, all self-consciousness forgotten, and when I latch my lips around her clit, sucking, she cries out, her legs trembling, her entire body growing taut as she comes.
I sit up, catching her in my arms, laying her gently on the blanket on the floor.
Last night I’d been able to rub my dick through the folds of her cunt, drawing out moans every time I’d focused on her clit, but when I’d pressed ‘inside’ it hadn’t quite worked — her vagina not fully there — and I’d finished outside of her body, my cock in my hand and my cum painting her stomach and breasts.
Tonight is different. I press into her opening slowly, feeling the snug fit of the walls of her cunt, and fuck, it’s too good.
“Oh,” she moans, her mouth hanging open as she leans on her elbows, looking down at the place where we are joined. “Oh lord.” She laughs breathlessly, grinning with joy. “I can feel that!”
“So can I. Holy shit.” She’s fucking tight, her body still cool rather than hot, but it’s her. There’s no doubting it, and when she clenches her cunt suddenly I grunt in surprise, and she laughs again.
“How far are you in?”
It’s my turn to laugh. “Just the tip, baby.”
“Oh fuck.”
Hearing her swear makes me smile, makes my heart ache with just how much I love her.
“I can stop here. This is perfect,” I tell her, taking in the sight of her, her spread legs, the curve of her hips and the dip of her waist, the pale green expanse of her flesh, her gorgeous tits, and that pretty face.
Her hair fans out behind her, long and ethereal, her green glow and pointed ears making her look like some goddess from the orcish stories of old.
She shakes her head. “Don’t be silly, you feel amazing, just really big. I have thought of this moment for far too long for you to stop now. Don’t you dare. I want you all the way inside me. I want you to fill me up.”
I breathe deep, shaking my head at her words. I stare down at us, at the way her entrance stretches around me, and she lifts her hips, my cock sliding another half an inch inside. “Fuck, Rose. Don’t tempt me.”
“Oh, I am tempting you, sir. Ravish me.”
I pull out, and the pure outrage on her face is something I’ve never quite seen before. “Just hold on!” I say quickly, before she can jump down my throat. “Trust me, I’m going to fuck you so good, you’re not going to be able to walk, but I am big, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
I squeeze my balls with one hand, jacking off with the other, until precum flows continuously in a clear stream, enough to smear over the length of my dick, coating it completely.
“I’ve told you before, orc cum is a thing.
I know you’ve seen it. Well this is the precursor to that; a natural lubricant.
It’s what makes partnerships with smaller species more achievable.
I know,” I add, seeing her mouth open in protest, “I know that you’re you, and your body is not exactly normal right now, but I don’t want this to hurt for you.
I want you to feel good.” I slide my dick over her cunt again, pushing inside once more.
I will never get tired of seeing her body swallow me like this.
“I want you to enjoy this as much as me.” I pull back in a slow drag that has her gasping, before thrusting in a little further than before.
I repeat the motion again and again, feeling the ache in my balls, resisting the need to fuck her senseless, and I don’t stop until I’m buried to the hilt, her body opening up for me just as beautifully as I’d hoped.
“Zak.” She reaches for me, and I lean over her, her small hands running over my chest as I press my hands to the floor above her head.
“I’m here, baby.” She’s so tiny beneath me, but she smiles, biting her lower lip. “You all good?” I ask.
“Good,” she replies breathlessly. “So good. This is wonderful. This is everything I imagine whenever you dance for me.”
“Yeah?”
“Hmmmm.” Humour dances in her eyes. “I think you should start moving, darling.”
“Hey, I know what I’m doing,” I laugh defensively. “You just wait.”
The truth is that she feels too good around my cock.
I pull back and thrust in, falling into a rhythm that leaves her moaning a continuous stream of curses and has me on the verge of blowing my load far sooner than I want to.
I keep waiting for her to wince in pain — not that I want her to, not that I would ever hurt her intentionally, it’s just that orc dick is a lot for a human to take — but she does the opposite, snapping her hips upwards to meet mine, until I’m fucking her far harder than I ever expected I could.
I lean back, adjusting the angle, pulling her feet to my shoulders, and she groans a low “Oh, yes.”
“You feel so fucking good,” I grunt between grit teeth, picking up the pace again. “Fuck!”
“So do you!” she keens, her hands gripping the blanket beneath her. I love the way her tits bounce with every thrust, love the small sounds she makes, love the feel of this tight pussy squeezing me the way it does.
I want her to come again, on my cock this time.
I pull out, flipping her quickly, pulling her hips up until she’s on hands and knees, her ass looking gorgeously round and the smooth expanse of her back too tempting to ignore.
I bend over her, kissing up her back, brushing her hair off her neck and shoulders so I can lean in and kiss her behind her pointed ear.
She shudders when I take her earlobe between my teeth, my dick brushing her backside.
I grab it, guiding my cock back to her cunt, pushing inside slowly again, listening to her shuddering breath.
“Alright?”
“Yes,” she answers in a whisper. “It’s only that I’ve never… not like this.”
Ah. “You’ve never done it in this position?” She shakes her head in answer as I move slowly, each drag within her making me feel like my balls will explode. “Tell me if you don’t like it, then. I can stop.”
“Ooooh.” I freeze, waiting for her to say it’s too much. “Don’t stop,” she hisses instead. “For god’s sake, don’t stop now.”
Fuck I love her.
I brace my hand on the ground properly, reaching underneath us with the other, finding her clit.
She draws in a sharp breath, her legs already beginning to shake, and when I thrust in further her guttural moan is so loud I’m certain they’ll all hear us next door.
I don’t care at this stage. Let them hear her scream.