20. Cassia

20

CASSIA

T he manor hums with life, a stark contrast to the eerie silence that once filled its halls. Gorthak's orcs and the freed prisoners work together, their laughter and chatter echoing through the corridors.

The once-opulent decor now lies in tatters, replaced by makeshift repairs and improvised furnishings. The air is thick with the scent of sawdust and fresh paint, a testament to their hard work.

Gorthak gifts me the largest bedchambers in the manor.

"A sanctuary from the chaos," he told me.

He's refused to let me lift a finger for anything, which I find both exasperating and very, very sexy.

The bedchambers are grand, with high ceilings and large windows that let in the golden light of the setting sun. The massive bed, adorned with plush pillows and soft furs, dominates the room.

And I plan on using it as soon as possible.

I've chosen an outfit that leaves little to the imagination, a daring combination of sheer fabrics and strategically placed lace. My heart races as I wait for Gorthak, my body tingling with anticipation. The sound of his heavy footsteps grows louder, and I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves.

The door creaks open, and Gorthak steps into the room. He's covered in sweat and grime, no doubt from the task of rebuilding now that he and the others have chased off or killed any remaining dark elves. He's been hard at work every day since he saved my life.

And I plan on repaying him all night long.

His eyes widen as they take me in, and he stops dead in his tracks. A slow, wicked grin spreads across his face, and I feel a thrill run down my spine. I bite my lower lip, enjoying the effect I have on him.

"Well," he muses. "That is a sight I can get used to."

"Welcome home, big boy," I purr.

He lets out a rumbling growl, tossing his tools down without caring to look where they land. I grin in response, unable to keep it in any longer.

"Long day?" I ask.

I shift on the plush blankets, getting on my hands and knees to slowly crawl toward the edge of the bed.

Gorthak closes the distance between us in a few long strides, his powerful arms encircling me. He leans down, capturing my lips in a searing kiss that leaves me breathless.

"You drive me fucking insane, Cassia," he says against my mouth.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yes," he grits out.

It's like he's trying to keep himself reigned in. But I don't want that. I want him to let go.

I reach for the laces of Gorthak's trousers, my fingers trembling with anticipation. As I untie them, I can't help but notice the bulge that strains against the fabric. My mouth practically waters at the sight of it.

Finally, I free his cock from its confines, and I'm not disappointed. It's thick and hard, just as I knew it would be. The veins pulse with need, and I can't resist leaning forward to lick at the tip.

Gorthak lets out a strangled groan, and it only spurs me on. I wrap my lips around his cock, using my hands to stroke the base as I suck him deeper into my mouth.

His thighs tremble with pleasure, and he fists my hair, guiding my movements. I can feel his desperation as he fucks my face, and it only makes me want him more.

"Fuck, Cassia," he growls, his voice low and rough. "You feel so good."

I moan in response, the vibrations sending a shiver down his spine. I can feel him getting closer, his cock swelling in my mouth.

"I'm going to come," he warns me, his grip on my hair tightening.

But I don't want him to stop. I want to feel him lose control, to know that I'm the one who's driving him wild. I suck harder, my hands working in tandem with my mouth.

And then, with a final groan, he comes. I swallow every last drop, savoring the taste of him.

Gorthak wraps his hand around my throat and lifts me effortlessly. "You are a naughty, naughty little human."

I grin like a madwoman.

Gorthak's hand tightens around my throat as he pushes me back onto the bed. His eyes are dark with desire, and I can feel the heat radiating off of him. He pins me down, his massive body hovering over mine.

"You look so fucking sexy in this outfit," he growls, his voice low and rough. "I'm going to fuck you senseless, and you're going to keep it on."

My pussy throbs at the mere thought, and I can feel myself getting wetter by the second. I nod eagerly, biting my lower lip as I look up at him.

"Yes, please," I beg, my voice barely above a whisper.

Gorthak smirks, his hand moving down to my hips. He roughly pulls me towards him, his thick cock pressing against my entrance. I gasp as he fills me, his size stretching me to the limit.

He starts to move, his hips thrusting wildly as he fucks me with abandon. I cry out, my nails digging into his back as I try to hold on. He's relentless, his cock hitting all the right spots as he drives me closer and closer to the edge.

"More," I beg, my voice hoarse. "Please, Gorthak, give me more."

He growls in response, his movements becoming even more frenzied. I can feel myself starting to lose control, my body trembling as I approach the brink of orgasm.

"You like that, don't you?" he taunts, his voice dripping with lust. "You like it when I fuck you like a common whore despite how fragile you seem."

"I won't break," I promise, my voice shaking. "Do with me what you will."

Gorthak moans, his movements becoming even more frenzied as he fucks me harder and faster. I can feel myself starting to come again, my body trembling as I give myself over to the pleasure.

But he isn't done with me yet. He pulls out, flipping me over onto my stomach before slamming back into me. I scream, my body shaking as he takes me from behind.

"You're mine," he growls, his hand wrapping around my throat as he pulls me up onto my knees. "Say it."

"I'm yours," I gasp, my voice barely audible. "I'm yours, Gorthak."

He growls in response, his movements becoming even more frenzied as he fucks me harder and faster.

Gorthak's grip on my hips tightens as he thrusts into me with an animalistic ferocity. I can feel every inch of him filling me up, stretching me to my limits. His grunts and growls fill the room, sending shivers down my spine.

My body trembles as I feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm building up inside me. How I'm going to survive another one, I'm not sure, but Gorthak doesn't care. I try to hold back, not wanting this moment to end, but his relentless pounding makes it impossible. With a cry, I surrender to the pleasure, my body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me.

He continues to thrust into me, his movements becoming more erratic as he chases his own release. I can feel his cock swelling inside me, and I know he's close.

"Cassia," he growls, his voice low and rough. "Oh, Gods..."

I whimper with need, my body still quivering from my orgasm. I want to feel him come inside me, to know that I've satisfied him completely.

With a final roar, Gorthak releases his seed, his cock pulsing as he fills me up. I can feel the warmth of his cum spreading inside me, and it sends me over the edge once again.

As my body convulses with pleasure, he forces my head into the sheets and continues to thrust into me, fucking his cum deeper into my womb. My eyes roll back and my grip on reality wavers from the sheer ecstasy. I can feel his fingers digging into my hips, his breath hot and heavy against my neck.

"You're mine," he growls, his voice possessive. "I'm going to breed your pussy every night, even when you're fat with my children."

I whimper with need, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. I want nothing more than to be his, to bear his children and spend the rest of my life by his side.

"I love you, my mate," I whisper, my voice barely audible.

Gorthak stills, his body tensing above me. For a moment, I think I've said the wrong thing, that I've ruined the moment. But then he pulls out of me, flipping me over onto my back before crushing his lips against mine.

His kiss is deep and passionate, his tongue exploring my mouth as if he's trying to claim me all over again. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close as we lose ourselves in each other.

When we finally break apart, Gorthak looks down at me with a tender expression. "I love you too, little human mate of mine," he says, his voice soft.

Gorthak lays on his back, pulling me onto his chest. I squirm at the sensation of his seed dripping from my pussy, but he just chuckles and slides his finger against my sensitive center.

"Don't worry, little human," he says, his voice low and husky. "I'll breed you soon enough."

I shiver at the thought, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. Gorthak's finger continues to tease me, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"In fact," he continues, his voice taking on a possessive tone. "It will be impossible for me to keep my hands off of you. I will likely fuck you whenever and wherever I please."

I gasp at his words, my heart racing with excitement. I can feel myself growing wetter at the thought of being taken by him whenever he wants.

"I assure you I would like that," I purr seductively, biting down on his thick bicep. "Very, very much."

Gorthak growls with satisfaction, his thick digit sliding into my pussy and staying there.

"Good girl," he murmurs, his voice soft. "You're mine now, and I'm going to take care of you."

I smile, my heart swelling with love for this fierce orc who has claimed me as his own. I know that our life together won't be easy, but I'm willing to face any challenge as long as I'm by his side.

And, occasionally, beneath him.