Chapter 26

GURREK

I ’m utterly infatuated with the sight of Sita’s dark hair fanned out around her on the blanket she made for me, her hands clutching me like her only lifeline. When I see her legs spread, the lovely pink lips of her cunt gaping wide around my cock, I can’t believe this is my life, that I have this perfect, beautiful human woman as my wife.

She’s breathless and writhing under me, straining just to take my tip, and so I continue to tease her slowly, getting her used to me as much as it strains the last few threads of my self-control. This mere sample of her has me squeezing the blanket with all my strength, trying to keep my quickly growing climax at bay.

I still have so far to go if she’s going to take all of me. And I want to—I need to —be inside her completely.

However, a change of angle is probably necessary to help her body open for me, or else I truly might not fit. I slide one arm under her hips, lifting them so I have a more direct path inside her.

“There we are,” I hum, smoothing my hand up Sita’s belly to her breast. “Let’s try this instead.”

She moans underneath me as I press in, both of us so slick and wet that there’s no lack of lubricant. But despite how well I prepared her, my girth is still wider than my three fingers. I squeeze her rear, applying a steady pressure to relax her.

“Let me in, sweetling, and I’ll make you feel so, so good.”

Sita’s brown eyes are so wide and trusting, so deep and bottomless, it’s hard not to get lost in her and let off too soon.

Once the head of my cock is submerged again, I keep it there, letting her adjust to the size of me. Sita moans, digging her fingers into my arm and wriggling as she tries to take more of me.

“Please, Gurrek,” she says. “Oh, gods, there’s so much of you?—”

I push in a fraction deeper, and she breaks off, letting out a cry. I’m still wider yet, and far longer. I doubt I will be able to fit all of myself inside her—this time, anyway.

I plan to take her hundreds, no, thousands more times.

To heighten her pleasure even more, I pull out again, and she whines until I push back in, deeper, forcing even more of myself through. Her pliant body gives, her puffy cunt stretching as it takes me, and Sita’s back arches.

“Oh, I’m so full, I’m so full,” she moans, and yet still her hips cant toward mine, trying to take more. “Gurrek!”

I lean down to kiss her, pausing my invasion to play with her lips, to tangle with her tongue, to push her mouth open the way I’m spreading her cunt open, too. Then I pull away and cradle her jaw in my palm.

“You can take more,” I assure her, reeling my hips back slightly to keep the motion going, and then sliding back in just a fraction. “I promise, and it will feel so good. You’ll be so filled with me that you’ll come all over my cock. You’ll drench me.”

In response, her tight channel pulses. Again I withdraw slightly, and then shove myself farther in, burying myself nearly to the halfway point. This is where I’m broadest, and her body will struggle to take me.

Sita bucks, her mouth open in raw pleasure, her eyes rolled back into her head.

“Oh, I can’t, Gurrek, I can’t,” she whimpers, thrashing and pushing her hips against mine.

“Yes, you can, sweetling.”

Once again, I nearly leave her, keeping only the tip of my head between those plump, pink petals, before I slowly slide back in. One long moan falls from her mouth as I bury myself even deeper, nearly to the thickest part of my cock. She’s open so wide around me that it seems beyond reason or reality. I have to hold myself still, even as her sweet body milks me for more, or else I’ll reach my pinnacle too soon.

No, I have more to do. I have so much more love to lavish on her before we’re through tonight.

“You’re doing so well, taking my cock,” I croon to her, smoothing the sweaty hair back from her face. “And I know you can take more.”

“I d-d-don’t know if I can, Gurrek.” Sita’s voice is wisp-thin, so fragile and yet so desperate.

“I know your wonderful body.” I withdraw a hair, and then test giving her more. “It can take me.”

She nods rapidly. “Please. I need you.”

More again, this time clenching my eyes against the rush of pleasure that courses through me whenever I thrust inside her. And then she swallows me, her body fully taking the thickest part of me. She lets out a hoarse cry, and at last, I’m where I’m meant to be.

I pause there for a long time, trying to bring myself back to earth. When Sita finally opens her eyes, she smiles.

“I want to be full of you forever.”

I kiss every part of her face, hovering over her as I snap my hips back, and then slowly work my way inside her again. She takes me much more eagerly this time, her body willing to accept me at last.

“Oh, Gurrek.”

Tears squeeze out of the corners of her eyes as I thrust in again and again. I hold Sita against me, her face buried in the crook of my neck and my hand under her hips as I make love to her, filling her until she can’t take anymore, and then nearly pulling out of her again. Each time, her moans climb ever higher, nearly shaking the walls.

I don’t know how much longer I have, how much longer I can keep winning the war against my climax. I bundle her up tight, unable to hold myself back as I move faster, pumping into her harder, and Sita’s moans morph into powerful cries. There is nothing at all in the universe like the feel of her around me, the glory of her naked body in my arms and her sweet calls filling up my head.

“Yes, sweetling, take me, take all of me.” My bollocks tighten, and my chest aches with how full my heart is with her, as she is with me. “Ah, you’re wonderful. You’re so beautiful. You are my life, Sita.”

She clutches me ever tighter, completely devoid of words. She’s tightening around me, squeezing me as I chase her climax, searching out the place that will bring her there.

When I find it, she grabs my hair and her whole body arches up into mine.

“Gurrek!”

I close my eyes and focus on that spot, striking it with every thrust, chasing her moans and cries as they build. I’m already beginning to climax, and my cock is swelling inside her.

“Come for me,” I moan. “Soak me.”

“Yes!” She digs into my hair and skin with her nails. “Yes, gods, please!”

And then she clamps down, squeezing me with a powerful intensity. It sends a ricochet of bliss so intense across my body that it’s almost painful. I thrust again, even as my orgasm consumes me, and again, and then?—

I yank my cock free of her just before I release everything. It arcs out, coating her belly and her chest. Sita’s mouth is open wide, her eyes closed as her peak courses through her. Then I collapse, panting, barely holding myself up on one elbow.

I wish I could have finished inside her, where I’m meant to be. Now I want to make younglings with her, more than anything in the world—but there’s still a part of me that wonders if, when she goes home... if she’ll want to come back.

I can’t spend my seed inside her if I’m not sure, if I don’t believe with a certainty that she’ll return home with me.

Sita gazes up at me with half-lidded eyes. “You didn’t come inside me.”

“We, erm, haven’t discussed having younglings right away.” I sit back, both of our bellies now covered in my spend. “I figured that we ought to first.”

She giggles. “I suppose so.”

I get up to retrieve a cloth—one I’m embarrassed to admit that I once used to jerk off to my memories of her at night—and use it to clean us both up. Her cunt is red and used where I fucked her, but she doesn’t look injured. Everything is as I’d hoped, and far better than I’d dreamed.

Sita opens her arms to me, and I lie down in them, bringing her in tighter against me. Then I cover us with the blankets and kiss her every place I can reach.

“Thank you,” I whisper to her, smoothing a hand over her hair. “Thank you for that gift.”

“Wasn’t just a present to you,” she says with a snort. “I’ve never felt anything like that. And I can’t wait to do it again.”

“Good.” I let my eyes fall closed. “Because we will do it plenty more times, I promise you that.”

We ought to return to work the next morning, but everyone else in the village will likely be nursing their own hangovers, so when Sita remains sleeping, I lie beside her, watching her mouth open and close with every breath. She grunts when some of her hair falls on her face, and then she rolls into the opening of my arm, rubbing up against me.

Her eyes slowly open.

“Gurrek.” She smiles, kissing me on the lips. “My husband.”

I press my forehead to hers, looking into those deep brown eyes I’ve come to love so much.

“My wife,” I answer, bringing her even closer. “Owner of my heart.”

A brilliant smile comes over her, and I can’t help kissing her until her soft lips are swollen and red.

When I take Sita again, I lick her thoroughly to prepare her for me, and then it’s surprisingly easy compared to last night for my cock to slide inside her. She is bolder this time, and soon wants to be on top of me. It’s hard to keep my pinnacle at bay as she rises and falls in my lap, her breasts bouncing.

I make her cry out my name over and over now that I know what she likes. I fill her until she’s screaming, and after pushing her to her peak twice, I empty myself on the bed.

When we’re finished and happily sated, I kiss her cheeks until she giggles and hides her face in my chest.

We have a leisurely breakfast of fresh sweet cakes as they come off the griddle, and a healthy serving of bacon and cream to go with it. Then we meet Merka outside while we’re shoveling the path to the forge. On a whim, Sita invites her over for dinner, and we spend the afternoon tromping through the woods looking for winter turnips. We find enough for all three of us to eat and walk back home victorious, hand in hand.

If this is what my life looks like from now on, I will be the happiest orc to ever live.