Page 17 of Charmed By the Orc

My full name on his lips in that low turn undid me. I shouted so the neighboring village could hear, “Yes!”

His answering smirk and the shredding of fabric was the only warning I had. My tunic was ripped to pieces under his tusks while my skin remained unharmed. My leggings found a similar fate as his claws sliced them from my body. The act was so primal that I nearly came then and there.

“Fuck!” I cried, unable to take a minute more without him inside me.

“As my little human wishes.” With no other words, he flipped me onto my stomach, raised my ass in the air and speared me on his long, thick tongue. I squirmed away on instinct, but his rough palms held me in place as his claws teased my skin. When I felt his blunt fingertip circling my clit while his tongue thrust and swirled inside me, I nearly came out of my skin.

“Guruk!” I screamed as my orgasm hit me fast and furious. The waves of it crashed around me and through me, carrying away on an ocean of bliss.

Before I could even catch my breath, my orc flipped me again and covered me with his body. His mouth claimed mine as he shared my secret flavor with me. Then, his cock was against me pussy and a question laid in his eyes. “Yes, Samantha?”

“Oh yes, Guruk,” I said, kicking my feet behind his thighs. “Yes.”

“Soon.” His tusks grazed my throat, then he bent lower to run his tongue along my peaks. I pushed at the backs of his thighs, seeking that cock despite my orgasm. But he would notbe rushed. He knelt back, his fingers grazing every inch of my skin, and allowing me a look at his glorious shaft. It was bigger than any I’d seen before, an intimidating sight, if I was thinking straight. The length was the same shade as the rest of his body but the bulbous head and bumps along the top of his cock were a darker hue like an emerald. Ridges ran up the length of his lower abs, and I couldn’t wait to have them rubbing against my clit.

“Please,” I whined, unable to wait a moment more. I didn’t care if it had been awhile, or if he would split be open, I just needed him inside me.

“Needy little human.” He clasped me under the arms, lifting me to his chest. With infinite care, he guided my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. Then, inch by excruciating inch, he lowered me onto his cock. I wriggled trying to get more, despite the burn. “Slowly, Samantha. Slow.”

When his bulbous head pierced my entry, allowing more of that thick shaft to fill me, we moaned in unison. “Guruk,” I sung his name.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” The words were pulled loose from him, as if he couldn’t hold them back. “Like you were made for me.”

“Same,” I managed to get out.

“Look at me.” He tugged a hand through my hair, the other arm holding me steady atop him. “I want to see your face when you come undone.”

Then, he moved, hard. The grueling pace left no room to hide. Every fierce stroke set my nerves on fire. Those amazing ridges rubbed my clit even better than I imagined they would. The bumps on his cock grazed along my inner walls, causing them to flutter and clench.

“Keep your eyes open,” he growled, tightening his hold on my scalp.

I blinked, and his beautiful mint green eyes captured my heart. The tension built and still our gazes locked. I could hardly breathed, but I kept my eyes open as he demanded.

“Now,” he said, pounding deep into me. “Come for me.” With a final thrust, he pulsed inside me, and my orgasm exploded through me. The sensations spread on and on without stopping. He held me the entire time, giving shallow thrusts to ring every feeling out of me. When I was at last no more than a limp noodle in his arms, he tucked my head into his neck and held me still. With a nuzzle to my hair, he whispered, “Good girl.”

I moaned, my pussy clenching a final time.

With slow, unhurried movements, Guruk clasped me under the chin, angling my face to his. “Sammy.” He kissed my cheeks, closed lids, and eventually my mouth. His tusks casting tingles over my skin.

The feelings he poured into the kiss, unraveled me. I knew, without a doubt, I had fallen for the orc. When we broke apart, I whispered his name and peppered his face in kisses as he had done to me. But his next words, truly had my heart in a vice.

“My little human,” he said, moving the strands of hair behind my ear as was quick becoming his habit. “You’re home.”

10

Guruk

Guruk

No shred of doubt remained. Sammy and I had a fated bond. Although I’d never heard of it happening outside of an orc pairing, after sharing in the fires of passion last night, it was no longer in question. Nothing else compared.

As the sun rose on the horizon, specs of light creeping through the curtains, I held my little human close. I’d forever treasure the gift destiny had given me. Sammy would want for nothing as long as it was in my power to give. In truth, I’d move mountains to make her every wish, every desire a reality.

“Guruk?” She stared up at me, love in her eyes and it made my heart squeeze. Yawning, she asked, “You awake?”

“Yes, little one.” I kissed the top of her head. “What would you like for breakfast?”

Humming, she scrunched her lips to the side. “Can we have pancakes? The fluffy kind with syrup and maybe some berries?”