21. Claire

CHAPTER 21

CLAIRE

I 'm so happy I could cry.

I finally have all I ever wanted in life: A cozy home on a beautiful planet with a strong, loving, handsome man who is crazy about me.

I must say, I never expected said man to be a tall green orc who is also a pirate king and an interstellar fugitive, but life is funny like that.

Outside the storm rages. The entire cabin is lit up by flashes of lightning, followed instantly by loud booms of thunder. The roof rattles as rain and wind pound down on us, but I'm not scared.

I have Gromnyr.

The orc sits down on a chair he made himself, his hot red eyes looking up and down my body. I stand in front of my man, swaying my hips as I pull my dress up.

Gromnyr sucks in a breath when he sees my matching bra and panties. The delicate black lace accentuates my curves, and the orc devours me with his hungry gaze.

My body responds in kind. My nipples harden and I feel myself growing wet for him.

So. Damn. Wet .

I move towards him slowly, enjoying this moment of control. Soon, it will all be his. He'll be inside of me, filling me, pounding me, groping me, and I will love every second of it: but right now, I'm in charge.

His bulge is as clear as day. He wants me. Bad.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it," he growls.

"Show me."

Gromnyr grins as he undoes his belt. A shiver runs down my spine when he shows me the proof of his desire: His massive, throbbing and pulsing monster cock.

He wants me. All of me. He wants to knock me up, to breed me, to start a family. He wants to make me a mother, and become a father.

The thought makes me dizzy. A man like Gromnyr can simply take anything he wants in this world, but he wants me .

I climb onto his lap and straddle his waist. His body is warm, his heartbeat strong. Our lips meet as the storm outside rages, one hand gripping my hair, the other one grabbing my ass. I feel his member press between my cheeks, and I buck my hips against him involuntarily.

He is so hard, so big, and so warm.

And I need him.

The orc moves his hands across my body hungrily, exploring my soft, curvy frame. He unhooks my bra and slides the strap off my shoulders. His hands move across my chest, cupping my breasts, his thumbs toying with my sensitive nipples.

I throw my head back and moan as he massages me, the sensations shooting straight down to my core.

Gromnyr leans in and takes a nipple into his mouth.

His rough tongue drives me wild.His tusks press against my skin as I pull him closer. With a low growl he switches to my other nipple, giving it the same treatment.

Pleasure washes over me as I grind myself against him, our bodies moving as one.

I reach down to grab hold of his shaft. By the stars, he's so hard, so hot, so perfect. He pulses and throbs in my palm, and it makes my mouth water.

I want to taste him, and for him to enjoy every one of my holes, but right now, I need him to breed me.

Gromnyr pulls my sheer black panties to the side and I guide the thick green head of his cock towards my entrance. Slowly, I lower myself down.

The orc's face contorts into an expression of pure pleasure as he fills me, and it makes my stomach flutter with joy.

His thick, green cock pushes into me, spreading my walls apart. His immense size hurts a little, but it's a good pain. It's a deep, rewarding pleasure, a sensation that is simply indescribable.

When he's all the way inside of me I just sit there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of his thick, throbbing cock. I run my hands across his chiseled, muscled chest and look lovingly into his eyes.

For a brief moment, life is perfect, and we are one.

Outside the tropical storm rages on, but even if the roof was blown off neither of us would've noticed. We are completely lost in our own world.

I move my hips. My rhythm is slow at first, our bodies grinding together, savoring every second of it. My orc grabs my bottom and guides my movement, my breasts starting to bounce as my pace quickens.

Gromnyr takes control of me, his animalistic side taking over. Soon, the cabin is filled with the sound of sex: wet, smacking sounds, our ragged breaths, my moans of pleasure, his low growls and grunts.

With a loud roar he stands up, his cock still firmly inside of me. He holds me up by my ass, easily bouncing me on his cock as if I was as light as a feather. My arms are around his neck, our eyes meeting as I let him take me any way he wants.

My mate throws me onto the fortress of blankets and pillows that is our bed. He moves behind me and grabs my hips, pulling me towards him. I'm on all fours now, arching my back, presenting myself to him.

I love this position with my orc. I'm exposed, but also loved and protected.

He slides into me, his massive manhood filling me up once more. The strong orc warrior fucks me hard and fast, his hips crashing into mine. One big, strong hand of his reaches out to grab the back of my neck as he pistons into me.

My body is overwhelmed with pleasure as the orc breeds me.

Every thrust of his powerful hips sends shockwaves across my entire body. He's fully inside of me, hitting spots I didn't know existed. My whole body burns with desire for him and him alone.

Gromnyr's grunts are nearly drowned out by the wild storm raging outside. I look over my shoulder at him as the cabin is illuminated by another bright flash of lightning. In that split second, I see the wild desire, the devotion, the love he has for me.

"Breed me," I groan as our eyes meet. "Fill me, Gromnyr."

"Yes," he growls, breathlessly. "Yes! I'm going to breed you! I'm going to knock you up!"

"Yes, please!" I moan. "Do it! Knock me up! Fill me with your seed!"

I feel him grow even bigger and harder inside of me, a feat I didn't think possible, and as I feel him shoot his potent orc-seed inside of me my orgasm consumes me whole.

My eyes roll to the back of my head, my toes curl and my breath falters. I explode with pure and total pleasure. Gromnyr's keeps pounding me, keeps pumping, keeps filling me up, more more and more as I come and come and come.

I collapse onto the blankets, spent and exhausted and Gromnyr joins me there, his big green body coated in a sheen of sweat. I nuzzle his chest as he pulls me close. We lay like that, breathing in unison, his strong arms wrapped around me for what feels like an eternity.

The storm has passed. Birds chirp outside as the sun shines once again.

I've never felt this peaceful, this safe, this whole before.

I have found my mate.

My love.

The father of my children.