I open my mouth to reply, but Rian has his hands on the bottom of my dress. I wore something easier to take off than this morning and he has me naked in no time, his fangs tight as he snarls and looks at me.
“Turn around,” he orders, running his rough fingernails down the center of my body before giving my shoulder a little push.
I spin on tip toes, then poke my rear out at him, winking over my shoulder as he gnashes his teeth and draws his hand back. The bright red pain flashes though me as he spanks me once, twice. Then I yelp as he squeezes the hot flesh hard enough I know there will be more marks there from his fingertips.
“Now, you will taste me.” He strips off his own clothes and I watch in awe.
Sure, his cock made me nearly bow down and worship earlier today, but his entire body is magnificent.
He’s a monster, yes. But, what a monster. His skin is thick and rough everywhere, he’s as broad as the bed and covered in a dark mess of course hair.
But, that’s not what has me dizzy.
The manhood that hangs down between his legs. I did not see that before, it was still in his pants.
Two enormous heavy orbs the size of cantaloupes swing between his thighs as he sidesteps to the enormous makeshift bed, and I think that if we were to live above, all the furniture of the castle would have to be replaced to fit his enormous size.
Wishful thinking.
He tugs my hand as he settles on the bedding.
He fists the base of his cock, making it stand up, the tip streaming with clear liquid that soon turns thick and white.
“How does it taste?” I ask.
“How the fuck do I know? The first time this happened was inside you. I didn’t take the time to taste it, just shoved it back inside you with my finger. But, something tells me, you’re going to like it, just like I liked how you taste. It’s a mate thing, I think. Your scent, your taste, they drive me crazy. It should be the same with you. I hope.”
A flicker of doubt casts through his silver eyes as I tighten my thighs and my feminine flesh tingles.
I lean forward, replacing his hand with both of mine and the solidness and weight of his distended member surprises me. It seems to grow in my grasp, jerking, and there are veins that wiggle and pulse under the dark skin.
“It’s moving.”
“It’s waiting, is what it’s fucking doing.” He presses the weight of his hand on the back of my head. “Taste it. Show me what that mouth is made for.”
I hum as I lower my lips, my cheeks flushing warm as I stick out my tongue and take a long, slow lick of the flat head with my tongue, and hear Rian’s gritty snarl.
“It is good,” I murmur, licking more of the cream that starts to trickle out in a slow stream.
“More licking. Up and down. Then sucking. I want sucking after licking,” he orders, his voice harsh, the hand on the back of my head urgent and guiding.
I do as he asks, licking up and down, feeling those wild veins flex and throb under my tongue as I go. His entire cock starts to pulse, as I spread my lips and struggle against the head, trying to take him inside. His moans and grunts urge me on, even as I doubt myself, certain it must be impossible for someone as small as me to take his size. But once again, my mouth accommodates, and before I know it, he’s bouncing against the back of my throat and I love this.
I love having his orc cock down my throat. Who would have thought? A princess doing such a thing with an orc?
Scandalous.
The thought only makes me more wanton.
“Balls,” he urges on a bark. “Suck my balls, stroke my cock while you suck them. It’s what I want. I lived all these years and I never cared, now I want it all.”
“Yes, my King.” I give him a wink, feeling bold, loving the power I command over his desire. It’s intoxicating and I close my hands around his slick girth, giving it a little twist as his hips jerk upward.
I trace my tongue down his thigh, feeling the tickle of the hairs then the taut texture of the skin over his balls. This manhood has a life of its own. The skin draws tight, the orbs below shift and move as I lick. Both his hands move in my hair as he curses and promises me the world on a silver platter.
“Your mouth deserves the sun and moon. All the treasures of the kingdom. Mine, yours…all the kingdoms of the world should belong to your mouth.”