22. Oz
22
Oz
O h man. I have it bad for the sexy little dryad.
But having her turn on me as the aggressor?
I'll be lucky if I don't come in my pants in like, two seconds.
She's kissing me, her soft lips seductive as hell as she eats at my mouth. My sharp teeth don't put her off either.
She's right. I don't have the protruding lower fangs of a real orc. Instead, I have fangs and a few flat back teeth for grinding. But she slides her tongue in my mouth, uncaring that she might get cut.
Not that I want to hurt her, but orcs—and ogres especially—like a little blood play with sex.
But no way I'm going to do anything to stop this from happening.
I should be the bigger guy. I mean, I did tell her I'd keep her safe no matter what.
Not my fault if she doesn't believe me, though.
And we did all make a pact earlier, so?—
I can't help a small groan, though I'm trying to be quiet .
The deft female has a hand inside my pants, between my legs, doing its best to close around my cock.
But I'm so swollen, so hard, she can't make her fingers touch.
"Take your clothes off," she whispers into my ear.
Then licks the shell.
I nearly buck up through her, getting lost in a haze of rutting.
I want to fuck this woman. Now. Again and again.
Shoving inside her. Coming.
She's on her knees, straddling my torso, kissing and licking my ear.
And she's driving me crazy.
Aware it would take little to rip her clothes off and fuck her so hard I'd kill her for sure, I gently, carefully , set her aside.
I strip down, watching as she does the same.
Not that she has much to take off.
Rilitar knew what he was doing putting her in that skimpy outfit.
Her tits are big for her frame, and I've been dying to lick and suck her. All over.
I can't believe how hard I am.
I'm dying to have her.
"Are you a succubus?" I ask.
She smiles, and it's like the sun has come out, warming me all over.
"You're so sweet. But no. We just click, I think."
I inhale and scent her need.
A pearl of seed fills my slit, the need to come overwhelming.
She looks down and smiles.
"It'll be fast," I warn.
"The first time."
I stare, in lust. In awe.
She motions for me to sit, so I sit.
And can't believe when she gets on her hands and knees in the grass and crawls toward me.
It's all I can do to remain seated and not round on her and fuck her from behind.
I'm going to fill her. Ass, mouth, cunt.
All of her. Mine.
An odd possession has me grunting in low puffs. The sound of an orc in rut.
Then the temptress winks at me before taking my dick between her lips.
I tense, frozen as the pleasure fills me to the brim.
"Kami," I whisper harshly. "I'm too close."
Her only answer is to take more of me into her mouth and moan.
It's embarrassing, but I'm coming.
I can't do more than groan as I release down her throat. She's sucking and licking, and now cupping my fucking balls.
My hands are in her hair, and I'm fucking her throat, lost to the instinct.
Then a feeling of…something…snaps between us.
I let her go and watch as she rises over me. My cum is on her lips, her eyes pure black.
"You're so fucking sexy," I rasp.
She smiles, showing dainty fangs, and I let go the part of me that wants inside her.
I've never felt it before. I don't know if it's a piece of my soul, my power, an orc or ogre thing. But I let it go and watch as her eyes glow for a second.
She starts to lower herself, and I know that one orgasm won't be enough .
But before she can ease down, I grip her ass and bring her to my face, where I plaster my mouth over her clit and suck.
She smells like dryad and me.
Oh yeah. Mine. All mine.
I eat her out. The taste of a mating is something only those blessed by our maker can know. But I swear, I'm tasting it.
A hint of honey and perfection in the sweet cunt of my dryad.
She's making little mewing sounds, her pleasure its own aphrodisiac.
I want more. To suck her tits, play with her body, wrap her around me in all kinds of delicious ways.
But I'm aching again. It's been so long since I've been with anyone worth knowing. Not just a quickie behind a tavern or a fuck during a long voyage to pass the time.
I like what I know of Kami. And I'm loving her body. Truly enrapt with the parts and parcel that make up this gorgeous dryad.
She comes hard, grinding against my mouth, and I accidentally nick the petal of her sex.
She shudders and cries out, drenching me with more cream.
I can't wait.
I bring her down, poised over my dick.
"Yes," she snarls and impales herself over me.
I'm lost as she rides me, my size no deterrent since she's so fucking wet.
And despite her being so much smaller, we fit.
She bounces on me, and I cup her breasts, flicking my fingers over the hard knots of her nipples.
"Yeah, more," she orders.
"Yeah, more," I agree, and pump my hips off the ground into the hottest, sweetest pussy .
"Kami, I'm coming," I warn as I near my end.
Way too soon.
"In me."
"Yes." I can't stop and seize, jetting into her while she shoves a bloodied finger into my mouth.
I suck her finger, licking the essence of her life as I fill her with my own, the orgasm bright and bold and?—
" Fuck, " I shout and give her everything I have left.
I'm dizzy and trying to catch my breath when she lifts off me to gain a kiss.
I give it to her.
I feel dizzy as she inhales my breath, the feeling of pleasure still pulsing through me.
Then she's back on top of me, easing down my cock that doesn't know it's time to stop.
"Again."
I nod, in lust and feeling a weird, growing affection.
Around us, small, fragrant white flowers are unfurling, their centers blood-red, dark tendrils with thorns creeping to weave around us without touching us.
But I can't think about what they are or might mean.
I only know I have to give Kami what she needs.