Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23383 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23383 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
I pin my eyes on her face as I work her magic spot with my thumb, my tongue swirling and poking at her tightness until she is drowning me in her juice of desire and she raises her hips and thrusts herself against my mouth.
“Please, Daddy, don’t stop…God—”
I am her God. I will always be her God. My balls are on fire as she goes silent, her body tensing, toes gripping the hide and she bucks upward, screaming and slapping at my face.
“Fuck, Daddy! Too big, your tongue…please!”
I realize I’ve pressed farther inside her, the tight ring still in place as I retreat and suck on the clit with my lips, tasting the sweetness as her screams ignite again and she drenches my face with her lusty release.
The mating beat inside me is desperate. Mate her, mate her, mate her…
I climb over her tiny body, so childlike and small, but my fever is overwhelming.
“Taste yourself.” I press my lips to hers, the first kiss slick with her pleasure as the tip of my mating cock finds her entrance. My lower cock comes to life, tasting her flesh wherever it can reach as my tongue dances inside her warm mouth, her hands on my cheeks.
Her fingers glide to the back of my neck, pulling me down as I hold myself over her, knowing my weight could crush her with one slip.
She gasps as I ease my cock to her opening, drawing back, and I see a mixture of bliss and terror in her eyes.
“Wait.” She breathes.
“I do not wait.” I say as her hands press onto my chest and she wiggles upward from under me.
“I—” Her eyes dance around the room then back to me. “Just, it’s so big, maybe…I’ll be on top, so I can see how much I can take.”
“On top,” I repeat, eyes narrow, lust clouding my vision and dulling my thoughts.
“Yes, like this…” Her tiny hands move to my shoulder, pushing me down onto my back, the obscene length of my mating cock standing straight up as the lower pleasure cock twists in anticipation, my balls starting to vibrate. “Close your eyes, Daddy. I’ll climb on top.”
I will do anything she asks to feel that wet mating hole surrounding my cock, so I close my eyes, reaching down to grip myself, hoping to all the gods she will be able to take even the tip.
“Climb on top of Daddy.” I growl, the heat in my balls ready to erupt, but unsure my body will gift her my seed without the mating glow when she becomes fertile.
“I’m coming, just be patient…one second and—”
An explosion of pain on the side of my head corrupts my mating lust. Dazed, my hand slaps over the point of contact, warm, slick blood dripping between my fingers as I sit up, the room hazy as I see her shape in the doorway, dragging an animal hide and running for the stairs.
Chapter
Five
Ivy
“I could scent you from Moban,” he growls as he lifts me from the floor where I tripped at the bottom of the stairs. “You can run as far as you like but there’s no being free from me now.”
“I’ll keep running until I’m away from here.” I spit back, my head throbbing as the eight feet of orc in front of me squeezes my upper arm as his fingers glance over my forehead. “Ouch. Don’t touch that it hurts.”
“You are injured.” The sadness in his eyes multiplies as he inspects me. “As you injured me when you ran. You do not want a hideous creature like me. You used your body to distract me.”
My heart tightens as he leads me back to the table where he sits in the main open space to watch me in the pit. He grips my waist and lifts me to sit, reaching under the table for a large wooden box.
“I am sorry, my mate, but this is necessary.” He drags out a long metal chain equipped with a shackle at one end and a key lock on the other.
“No. You are not chaining me.”
“You cannot leave. You called me Daddy, then you ran,” he says, but I’m not sure if he expects a reply.
“Let’s turn the tables, Daddy. If you were a captive, people were threatening your family or using you for some bargaining chip so they could take everything in the world that means anything to you, you’d do whatever you needed to get away, right?”
I hiss and wince as he locks the cold heavy metal around my ankle then walks to a support beam that runs from the floor to the high ceiling. He locks the chain there with a clunk, then comes back and slips the key on a leather strap around his neck.
His body is mesmerizing even through my anger. He’s still naked and his cock still hard, but I note there is a slightly more light green tint to it at the base. His balls swing low, like softballs, but I think there are three. I try not to stare as he strides away toward the stairs and into the bedroom area and returns dressed in his leather trousers and chest straps.