Chapter 11

Whatever it is that Lo'zar has to offer me, I'll accept it. I've never felt anything like this before, something that completely takes over and empties me of all other thoughts and feelings except him.

Lo'zar adjusts his shirt underneath me so none of my bare skin touches the floor, then rises up above me. He's enormous, I think belatedly. The biggest creature I've ever seen. He unties his breeches and then starts to pull them down—and that huge, swollen cock springs out.

I hadn't realized exactly how big it was, but now that it's right in front of me, I understand exactly what I'm dealing with. I know what he wants to do, and I'm almost certain that I want him to do it. The only part of me that hesitates is the part that lived in a cage, surrounded by monsters with terrible tusks who made me live in my own filth, who treated me like an object to be toyed with. They are, perhaps, even worse than the stories we were told as children.

But my troll is not one of those. No, he is kind and gentle. He's the one I want more than anything else.

Only if you're ready, Rimi, Lo'zar says, tossing aside his pants and kneeling between my legs. That massive cock is pointed right at me, a droplet of pale liquid running down from a slit right in the crown. I have no idea how such a thing could fit inside me, or if it would feel good. Even the stablehand's penis made me feel nothing but awkward and uncomfortable.

But it's so big, I say.

This clearly is what Lo'zar wanted to hear. He beams at me. All the better to make you scream with, he says, quite roguishly, and there's an aching feeling in my throat at the sight of his arched eyebrow and sideways smile. How is he so many good things all at once?

I know then that no one else in the world could please me the way Lo'zar can.

Okay, I say tentatively. You'd better not be lying.

I would never lie to you. And the way he says it, while looking me right in my eyes, assures me that he's sincere. Have you ever gotten under the blankets with someone before?

My face must go bright red, because Lo'zar chuckles. Once, I say, my shoulders curling. By now it probably should be more, but my parents have always kept me close to home, where I was to wait for a suitor to whom they could finally marry me off.

Lo'zar nods sagely. It won't hurt, he says. But it might feel funny at first.

I can handle ‘funny.' Then please, I tell him, and with a deep breath, I spread my legs apart, exposing all of myself. Lo'zar's thick cock jumps at the sight of me. It's blue-purple, like his skin but darker, and a great big sac hangs below it. His gaze travels down my body and then up again, and he looks almost like he doesn't believe what he's seeing, either.

You're so gorgeous, Lo'zar says, then seems to remember what he was doing there. He lifts my hips up and then slowly guides himself towards the hot, wet place between my thighs. I wish I could see what it looks like as he brings the soft tip to the slit there, where I'm still dripping from his attentions. I feel it push me apart, reaching into the place where his fingers were only moments before. Suddenly I want nothing else than to bring it inside me, to feel all of Lo'zar and finally be as close to him as I've been hungering for.

But this object prodding at me is significantly larger than a few fingers. He leans forward and brings a hand up to my hair, pushing it gently behind my ear. His mouth drops to mine, and his tongue finds its way inside my mouth, just as he pushes inside me.

I gasp and flinch as my skin pinches. He's pulling me as wide as my body can possibly go, and it's only thanks to how slippery he's made me that he's able to get anywhere at all. I grip his shoulders hard and close my eyes, and I hear Lo'zar's voice in my head say, It will pass. And I believe him, because I know he would never lie.

He pauses where he is, letting my body adjust to him, and kisses me hard as if to distract me. That thick cockhead continues to ply me, in and out, taunting and tantalizing me with what's to come.

Soon, my muscles do start to relax, and he slides inside. I gasp and roll my hips as the feel of him overtakes me.

There we are, Lo'zar says, petting my hair, rubbing the tip of his nose over mine. His orange eyes are staring into me as he presses in deeper, and I stretch even wider to accommodate him.

"Oh!" All my muscles are flexing, consumed with the feeling of opening up to him. Somehow his cock gets thicker the deeper it gets, but still my body is drawing him in.

Suddenly, Lo'zar pauses, and he takes a few deep, calming breaths. Rimi. You feel better than anything in the world. He's panting. I almost went off like one of Graz's fireworks.

I stroke one of his tusks where he's hovered over me, imitating what I want him to do inside of me. I'm glad you didn't. I want more of you.

A wolfish grin spreads across his face. More? he asks, and then slides the rest of the way in.

I moan against him as his cock finds its resting place inside me. I've never felt this kind of fullness, this completeness, and it's intoxicating. I think that I could feel this way forever, our bodies joined in this most exquisite fashion.

But there's more. He slowly withdraws again, not quite leaving me but emptying me, and I let out a sound of protest until his head slips back in. I can feel every inch of him, and soon he's filling me up to the brim. My legs have found their way around his hips and all I want to do is keep him there, right where he belongs.

Lo'zar, I think, my pleasure breaking up my thoughts. How do you feel so good?

Because this is where I'm supposed to be, he says. And as another thrust fills me to bursting, I think that he's right. He must be right, because nothing has ever felt as pure and good as this, his arms wrapped tight around me as he takes me. When home is so far away, it's like I've found a piece of it here, with Lo'zar. I have a sense of belonging, when everything has been so alien and cruel until now.

Sparks are gathering in my abdomen, buzzing and swirling and spreading outward. He starts to thrust faster, kissing me hard, nibbling my lips and then swirling his tongue around mine. Each of his strokes shoots off a white-hot burst, and I find I'm moaning into Lo'zar's mouth.

Yes, he thinks. You're amazing, Rimi. I clutch him around the neck and he buries his face in my hair as he tests out every inch of me, listening to my responses and changing his pace or his angle with each stroke. How many times has he done this before? It must be a lot.

The sparks are growing as Lo'zar grunts into my ear, his arms pulling me even closer to him than I ever thought possible, and then—it strikes me like a bolt of lightning. I'm tightening up everywhere, each of my muscles straining to hold in this unbearable, explosive energy. I'm moaning his name, over and over, as he picks up his pace. I don't know how much more I'll be able to take before my whole body combusts.

Oh Lo'zar, I think. I feel... I feel like... It's so... All my words are mushing together.

I know. He strokes my hair as he thrusts all the way to the core of my being and out again. Let me feel you.

Lo'zar kisses my face, then my ear, panting against me. He's so dedicated to pleasuring me. He's done everything in his power to keep me safe. If I can let go with anyone, it's right here, with him.

Holding on as tight as I can, I close my eyes and let the sensation take over my body. That white-hot pleasure is spreading, winding its way into my arms and my legs, my fingers and toes, up to the back of my neck where it finally breaks free. A cry rips itself from my throat and my head falls back onto the cold, hard stone, and Lo'zar is fucking me harder and faster than ever as this beautiful agony takes me over. Light fills my vision and I hear him thinking, Yes, Rimi, yes. Let me have it all. Each stroke rolls the sensation through me again, picking up even greater steam.

Home. Right here, in Lo'zar's arms, I think I've found home.

I'm so lost to my bliss that when he becomes engorged and full inside me, I'm overcome by it, and my whole body squeezes even tighter. Out loud, Lo'zar gasps my name as he buries himself deep, thrusting into the core of my very being. It sends a final ripple of ecstasy up into my throat, and this time my cry fills up the whole stone room, echoing it back to me, surrounding both of us.

Lo'zar collapses, shivering with the strength of his finish. He brackets my head with his elbows and leans down close, so his nose just grazes mine. I'm still full with him, and my world is spinning so fast I have to shut my eyes.

Lo'zar, I think. That was wonderful. Like nothing else in the world. Not only was it the most intense euphoria I've ever experienced in my life... but we also did something powerful and life-changing. It's like I'm a part of him now, and he's a part of me. I wonder if Lo'zar feels the same way.

Good. He kisses my forehead and his tusks scrape my cheeks. Then I did my job well.