Chapter 8 #3
Kardok crawled up my side, rolling over to pull me onto his chest. “Your tongue is just as wicked as mine. I want to hear you say other nasty things.”
I could do nothing but moan as I straddled him, feeling his cock, hard and thick, pressing against my slick folds. I rocked my hips, coating him in my wetness, making us both groan.
“I want to fuck you, Princess,” he rasped, his hands gripping my hips. “I want to hear you scream my name. But you have to tell me what you want. Can you be a bad girl and tell me?”
I bit my lip, feeling a thrill of excitement at his words. I planted my hands on his chest, arranging my dripping entrance over his cock. “I want to ride your cock, Kardok,” I said, my voice breathless. “I want you to fuck me so hard with this wicked cock of yours.”
He groaned, his hips jerking beneath me. “You know what’ll happen, Princess? You’ve been with an orc before?”
I shook my head, feeling a flush of pride. “You’re my first. But I’ve done plenty of research.”
His gaze was hungry, primal…and strangely, there was a bit of green in the center of each eye. “Tell me,” he demanded.
Feeling powerful, I did. “As soon as your thick, delicious cock is inside me, I’m going to come, thanks to orcish biology. I want that, Kardok.”
He growled, his hands tightening on my hips. “You want my cock, Lila? Take it, then. Use me to feel good.”
I reached down, wrapping my hand around his length. His ridges slid across my palm, and my touch lingered on the piercing at the head. I could feel his heat, the slight pulse of his heartbeat against my palm. I positioned him at my entrance, feeling the broad head stretching me, making me gasp.
I sank down slowly, the ridges of his cock filling me, stretching me, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. I whimpered, my body trembling as I took more of him, my hips rocking, my breath coming in short gasps as I settled fully on top of him.
And then, just as I’d read, my body responded with an instant orgasm. My back arched, my head tipping back as I came hard, my inner muscles clamping down on him, trying to pull him deeper. I could feel every ridge of his cock, every throb of his pulse, every hot wave of him.
Kardok went primal when he felt me coming around his cock.
With a growl, he began to pound into me, his hips thrusting upwards, his cock plunging deep, his piercing stimulating a spot deep inside.
I could barely hang on, my body rocking with each powerful thrust. My orgasm stretched, or maybe the next one started, I couldn’t tell.
All I knew was that pleasure was consuming me, my body on fire with need.
He was everywhere—his hands gripping my hips, his mouth capturing my breasts, his cock filling me, his ridges rubbing against every sensitive spot inside me. I was overwhelmed, my body shaking, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
I looked down at him, his now-green eyes locked on mine, his tusks glinting in the soft light. This was Kardok the Wicked, and he was wild, untamed. And for tonight, he was mine.
I leaned down, my lips capturing his in a searing kiss. His tongue swept into my mouth, his ridges rubbing against mine, sending another jolt of pleasure through me.
He flipped me over suddenly, my back hitting the bed, his body covering mine. I wrapped my legs around him, my heels digging into his ass, pulling him deeper. He groaned, his hips snapping forward, his cock plunging into me with renewed vigor.
“Fuck, Lila,” he growled, his voice rough. “You feel so fucking right. So wet.”
I moaned, my body arching to meet his thrusts. He was hitting that spot, the one that made my vision white out, the one that sent me spiraling. I was close, so close.
“Kardok,” I gasped, my nails raking down his back. “I’m—I’m going to come again.”
He growled, his hips moving faster, his cock plunging deeper. “Come for me, Princess,” he commanded, his voice rough with need. “Scream my name. Let me hear you.”
And I did. With a hoarse cry of “Kardok!”, I came, my body convulsing around him, my nails digging into his shoulders.
I felt him explode as well, his cock jerking inside me, filling me with hot ropes of his cum. It spilled out of me, the excess dripping down my thighs, the filthy sensation sending another wave of pleasure through me.
He collapsed against me, his forehead tucked against my shoulder, his forearms bracketing me, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I stroked his back, my fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, feeling the way his body trembled with the aftershocks of his release, and knowing mine matched him.
After a long while, he stirred.
“I’m sorry,” he finally murmured “I shouldn’t have lost control like that.”
I smiled, my fingers tangling in his hair. “Don’t you dare apologize for the best night of my life,” I said softly. “I loved it. You can lose control anytime.”
He pulled back, his eyes searching mine. I could see the surprise in his gaze, the disbelief. I grinned impishly, my fingers tracing the line of his tusk.
“Hearing you cussing like that. Damn, Princess,” he growled, his voice rough with approval.
I giggled, feeling a flush of pleasure at his words. “What? Me saying pussy? Me saying give me your big, thick cock, Kardok? Me saying please fuck me hard again?”
He groaned, dropping his head to my shoulder. “I’ve created a monster,” he muttered, his voice a mix of amusement and approval.
I giggled again, wiggling beneath him, feeling his cock twitch inside me. “I’ll admit I’m thrilled to finally know what the tongue thing means,” I confessed.
He lifted his head, his eyes meeting mine again, brow raised in question.
“You know, the thing you do to the camera where you look like you’re licking something? All the female fans go wild?” I blushed but held his gaze. “I know what it means now, and I think I need to experience it at least once more.”
He laughed, the sound vibrating against my chest. “Once?” he said, his voice a mix of disbelief and amusement. He pulled away from me, his cock sliding out of me, releasing a flood of his cum over my thighs. The scent was spicy, an intoxicating musk that made my head spin.
“Love,” he said, his voice a dark promise. “I’m not letting you leave this bed until you get all the experience you want. Then I’m going to draw a bath and wash your hair, then we’re coming right back here, and I’m going to pleasure you until you fall asleep.”
I felt my pulse speeding at the dark promise in his tone. “Really?” I purred in anticipation, my arms still around him.
His tusks gleamed as he grinned wickedly and pulled away, edging back down my body to settle between my legs, where my pussy was completely wrecked, dripping and throbbing and over-sensitized.
He was going to lick me like that? Before I’d even had a chance to clean up? Or was he—oh God—was he planning on cleaning me himself? My pulse jumped, and I tried to close my thighs, but he planted a heavy palm on each one and held them open.
Kardok’s tongue flicked against one of his tusks as his lips twitched. His gaze went from my pussy to my face and back again. “Get ready for round two, Princess.”
He lowered his head, and I melted into oblivion.