Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
“I need to head inside,” I tell them. “I’ll be five minutes.”
“Sure you will,” Emmie says. “Gathred is in there, right?”
“May as well resign that chess game now. He’ll keep you for at least the next hour.”
I blush as I stand, but I know they’re probably right as I head into the house. To my mate. The person I need most right now in the whole world.
Our own home is grand, orcish and human, but I love it all. Not as small as the home where we grew up but not as big as the compound castle.
It’s just right. It’s on the edge of the territory nestled in trees with a little pond.
We are filling the many bedrooms still, one by one, or two by two depending on the luck of the egg and sperm draw.
We have one set of twins, they are just a year old and then two older boys, 9 and 4. The pregnancies have been fairly uneventful but long and Gathred is as much of a milk hog as any infant only, he’s never outgrown his insatiable desire for my milk.
He makes sure I eat, I’ve becomes quite curvy but I still get plenty of exercise in our garden and helping around the camp. I’ve not had any issues with my blood sugar since Gathred took over supervising my food intake.
“Papa.” I whisper as I come up behind him. He’s watching over the girls as they sleep in the spare bedroom upstairs.
“Yes my tiny human mate.” His smile is broad now, showing his tusks and teeth and it lights up his eyes.
“I’m wet.” I pout against his back. “I want you.”
My desire for him is insatiable as his is for me.
“Go close the door.” He nods then steps into the large bathroom beckoning me to follow.
After the door is shut and locked, I close the bathroom door behind me and shudder with the desire already weaving itself down deep in my center.
“Bend over.” Gathred uses that special deep tone that makes me instantly soaking wet.
“Yes, Papa.” I chirp, wiggling out of my bathing suit and assuming the position, grabbing the edge of the counter with both hands because history has taught me what’s about to happen.
His big hands grip my buttocks as he presses the tip of his cock to my entrance.
“Say please. Good girls need to be polite to get what they want.”
“Please, fuck me, Papa.”
He lifts me off the floor, spearing me with the first inches as I muffle my moan into my arm.
With Gathred, I’m an utter slut. I lose myself in the need and lust and leave the world behind. I love how he takes control, uses me, and pleasures me but makes sure I understand who I am. And who he is.
“More.” I beg as he stalls, teasing me. “Put more in, please.”
“More orc cock? That’s what my little one wants? Papa’s fat dick stuffed deep in that pretty little tight hole you tease me with?”
I nod, desperate, wiggling back but he holds me steady.
“Tell Papa you love him when he fucks you like his dirty toy. Or, I won’t fuck you.” He grunts, leaning down and running his tongues around my ear. “Say it.”
“I love you, Papa.”
“That’s what I like. Now, take my dick like a big girl, quiet, so no one will hear.”
He fucks me like the monster he is, cursing and making me beg for my orgasms. So romantic.
He spends deep, holding me there with his knot as I pant and think of the amazing life I’ve built with this huge, broken orc.
“I love you.” He says, letting my tip toes touch the floor. “You are my mate. My love. My everything. Don’t ever forget. And, I’m never letting you go.”
“I don’t want to go.”
I smooth down my skirt as his cum seeps down my inner thighs.
“I would chase you though. Again. And again.”
“That sounds fun. Maybe later we can play Papa chases the brat.”
He smiles, smoothing my wild hair with a kiss to my forehead.
“But when I catch you, you will do whatever I say.”
I look up, squinting. “On one condition.” He nods. “No pouch food. Ever.”
He smiles reaching out to swat my behind.
“No pouch food. Now, take out one of those milky tits. Papa is hungry.”