Page 63 of Orc's Pride
Breaking our connection is torture, but it gets me to quickly get us back before I throw all sense to the wind and lay her down in the middle of the streets to have my way with her. I’m sure neither of us would really care in the moment, however, the aftermath of anyone walking by seeing Dana in such a vulnerable state has me practically growling out loud.
Only I’m allowed to see her like that.
No one else.
I kick the front door to my home open with enough force to practically break it. Dana laughs in my ear, the sound of it almost musical in a way that has my heart pounding.
Kicking the door shut in much the same way, I take her to my room and lay her down onto my bed—our bed, I remind myself with a smile.
She is so beautiful, staring up at me with those lustful eyes that are only reserved for me. Leaning down, I connect our mouths again, moving my tongue in time with my hands as I slip past her lips and run my hands up under her clothes.
She comes undone under me, her back arching her off the bed when I tug her pants off of her and toss them onto the floor, her shirt and jacket following quickly after. All that is left are her bra and panties, both of which look divine on her incredible body.
I kiss down from her mouth to her chest, my hand cupping her from behind to unclasp her bra. Using my teeth, I tug it off of her, earning another one of those wonderful laughs.
“Oh, I like you like this.”
“What,” I tease. “Feral?”
“Absolutely.”
“I haven’t had you to myself in so long.” My hands grip her hips, already hooking my fingers under the line of her panties. “I’m eager.”
She groans. “Take me, Pitha. Have me whatever way you want.”
She doesn't need to tell me twice.
I get her naked and writhing with my fingers pumping into her, opening her up to me while she begs for more. Her body clenches around my fingers hard enough to have me groaning and trying to strip my own clothes off of my body with one hand.
Eventually, I end up pulling my fingers out of her, sucking on them in order to taste her. Dana sits up to wrestle the rest of my clothes off me, just as eager to have me as I am her.
I crawl back onto the bed and part her legs over my lap, the head of my cock pressing up against her wet hole.
“Gods, Pitha. Please.” She breathes out, squirming in my hold.
I sink into her slowly, letting her take all of me before I bottom out and press out hips flush together. She squeezes around me, drawing a groan from my lips as my hips move in an automatic response.
“Fuck,”
My pace is bruising and hard, my cock reaching the deepests parts of her as she begs me to keep going. I can only oblige her, seeing her need me just as badly. Her legs are spread wide for me, her pussy hungrily taking every inch of me that I have to offer.
It’s so sexy that it takes everything in me not to burst the moment she calls my name.
“Yes! Pitha, right there…!”
My hands tighten around her hips.
“Ohhh, I’m so close!”
Fuck!
Her body squeezes around me, her back arching once more as her orgasm hits her hard. She cries out, her hands finding mine and squeezing my wrists in a tight grip. She milks me into my own orgasm, draining me of every last drop until I’m panting and doubled over.
I hold us there in place, not wanting to leave her just yet.
“Incredible.” She murmurs to me.
I kiss her. “Dana.”