Chapter 14
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
OTIS.
Holy fuck. She intends to return the favor.
A tiny part of my brain makes a weak attempt at resistance. Clem is working for you, you are her boss, we’re now in a very compromised position…
But it’s too late for that. I’m fucking naked, she’s fucking naked.
My cock is like a giant green tentpole between my thighs, leaking copious amounts of silver pre-cum.
I’ve just brought her to multiples. There was no mistaking the way her internal walls gripped onto my tongue and pulsed around me. The shot of sweet liquid as she squirted during each new orgasm nearly brought me to my own completion.
I shove my misgivings to the back of my brain and give in to the inevitable.
I roll onto my back, bring her with me so she’s atop me now, her thighs stretched either side of my hips.
She rubs her pussy up and down the length of my cock and with a grunt, I close my eyes and surrender as her hands roam my body.
But when she takes my shaft and moves it as if to place it at her entrance, I do protest.
“No, Clem, I’m way too big,” I growl, moving a hand down between us to stop her. “I’ll hurt you.”
She looks down, and I raise my head and peer between us, to see her sweet little toosh raised above my cock, which is quivering with anticipation, ready to embed in her dark damp curls.
She’s spanning my girth in her hand, and her fingers barely meet around the width of me.
“Fuck, Clem!” I pant, unable to stop her stroking up and down.
I watch as she works her way down to my knot.
With both hands now, she rolls her palms around my knot, squeezing the big meaty swelling at the base with fascination. My balls beneath it tighten.
“What is this?” she asks.
My—knot,” I grit out, barely able to watch for fear of losing all control.
“It’s huge,” she says, in awe. “Is that an orc specialty?”
“Orcs and erm, wolves have them,” I grit out between tight lips.
“What’s it for?”
Gods, so many questions from my curious little human, but I guess it helps me to hold back the tide.
“When… when... when you’re with your ma—lover, it swells after coitus to lock you together,” I wheeze. It’s really fucking hard to have a conversation with her fingers stroking and squeezing and petting the base of my shaft like this.
“Wow, it’s pretty swollen now.”
“Yeah… yeah, it is.” Under-fucking-statement.
“So when you’re inside your… lover… it gets even bigger.”
“I believe so.”
Her eyes widen, her fingers still. “Believe so? Have you never done it?”
“I’ve—er, yeah, had relationships, but never one that… involved knotting.”
But by all the gods, I want to knot Clem right now. “I guess it’s never been the right moment, or the right person…” I want to say the words, “Until now,” but that is crazy after knowing Clem for such a short space of time. “Don’t ask me to knot you, Clem, I—I can’t risk hurting you.”
She looks thoughtful now, appraising, nibbling on her full lower lip. “But you can still come, even without knotting… right?”
“Yeah,” I gasp, almost going boss-eyed as I try to restrain myself.
“That’s good,” she husks.
She gifts me a wicked smile, then slowly, agonizingly, she works her fingers back up to my swollen tip, which obligingly fountains another stream of pre-cum. I groan in ecstasy.
And then she bends her head, slides her way down my body, opens her pretty mouth wide, and takes my poor beleaguered cock head into her mouth like it’s the best lollipop in the world.
Her tongue gets to work, sucking, licking, teasing.
I jerk, almost coming at the feel of her soft mouth gently pumping around my tip. I squeeze my eyes shut; I can’t fucking look. It’s the horniest thing I’ve ever seen, and I’ll shoot my load too fast if I keep watching her lips working on me.
But shutting off the image means I feel it all. In glorious technicolor.
The soft, wet lapping of her tongue as she rolls my cock head in her mouth, the pleasure sending tingles to every nerve cell in my big orc body.
The way she gently pumps my knot with her fingers as she works me with her tongue, while her other hand cups my balls, which are drawn so tight and hard and fucking full, I’m worried I might drown her if I come in her mouth.
It's clearly too late for rational thought as the tide of my orgasm starts to build. And build.
I’m grunting and thrusting now, my body taking on a frantic rhythm of its own, my hips canting wildly as she mouth fucks me, and I buck like a rodeo bull. She’s sure not going to let me buck her off, I realize, not before she’s won.
And win, she will, any second now… Ah gods!!! Goddddddds…
My balls draw tight as her mouth speeds up, her fingers working frenziedly up and down the huge girth of my cock. Every synapse in my body shoots sparks and suddenly a great fucking whoosh of pleasure travels from the top of my scalp to my toes as my cock explodes in her mouth.
She makes little mewls of pleasure in between gulping sounds and all I can do is shout the roof down.
“Fuck yeah! Holy gods, fuck, Clem, fuck. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!”
The words keep spouting along with my cum. I’m loud. Real loud—in true orc fashion. Some small corner of my brain hopes that no-one is wandering past the sheriff’s house right now to hear this.
As I float off the high, she’s still lapping and sipping, her tongue licking around my twitching cock as she finishes off every last drop, then with that cute as fuck little hum she makes, she wriggles back up my limp body, and her huge green eyes are inches from my face.
I reach out a hand and wipe the rest of my cum off her glistening lips.
“I think you needed that.” She smiles, smacking her pretty lips together.
I’m speechless. Opening my mouth, all that comes out is a husky croak.
And then I bring her head down and, just as she did to me earlier, I kiss her, long and sweet and passionately, scenting my cum all over her.
Claiming her.
Finally, I manage, “That was fucking… incredible. Thank you.”
She snuggles down next to me, head on my shoulder, her fingers whirling in the patch of dark green hairs in the center of my chest. “If that’s what I can expect when I get Labyrinth overwhelm, I think I might get it more often,” she murmurs.
I laugh, low and husky, mussing her hair, loving how sleek and black and shiny it is even after all that action.
I still can’t believe this happened.
She’s seen my knot, my huge green shaft, and she loved it. Her eyes lit up, and she cupped it in her hands as she devoured my cock with gusto.
Swallowed everything I had to give.
And boy, there was a lot.
Holy fucking moley.
Clem loved having sex with me.
In all the years with Leanna, even at the beginning when she was keen, nothing came close to this. She never reveled in my sexuality. Always wanted to do it with the lights off.
Probably didn’t want to see my ripped big green body, as if it disgusted her noble sprite breeding.
As if she was too good for me. And consequently, I always held myself in check. Never actually knotted her. It didn’t feel like the right thing to do.
And while I haven’t yet knotted Clem, I may be suffering with post-orgasmic confidence, but I feel it’s a case of when I knot her, not if. Especially after her avid fondling of my swollen root as she blew me.
Already, I’m fluffing up again with anticipation.
Truth is, orcs like sex down and dirty. We love to pleasure our partners first and foremost, but afterward, yeah, we sure love being pleasured in return.
It took a beautiful little human to show me just how good it could be.
All this is going through my head as I lie limp and sated, while she moves over me, placing little kisses all over my body. Finally, when she snuggles up close again in the crook of my arm I say, “That wasn’t what I was angling for when I offered to hug you. You do know that, right?”
She lets out a little hum, circling her palms over my chest and down my abs. “I will take full responsibility for this bout of debauchery. Let’s just say it was part of the contract.”
“We don’t have one.”
“Exactly. I just made up that clause.”
I laugh, a rich mellow sound that surprises me. And I realize I haven’t laughed like this, from deep down low in my belly, since before Dad died. I haven’t felt this relaxed or happy for years.
Maybe never.
And while I know there are dark and sinister things to come, in this moment I can’t let myself dwell on that, because it’s those bad things that led to Clem coming into my life in the first place.
I pull her close into my flank and kiss the top of her head.
For every dark cloud, there is a silver lining.
Clem is my silver lining.