I keep my pace slow, building her pleasure gradually. I angle my hips to hit that spot inside her that made her gasp before. I reach between us to stroke her sensitive clit with every thrust.
“Keric. Please, harder. I need you to do it harder.”
A growl of satisfaction rumbles in my chest. I lift her slightly so I can increase my pace slightly, still savoring but giving her more. “I’ll always fuck you harder.”
She cries out with delight. Her thick thighs tighten around me. I begin to pound into her and my female takes me like a champ. She holds on tight and I snap my hips, filling her up with every motion, in and out. Her heels dig into my ass, urging medeeper. She’s close. I can feel it in the clasp of her walls and the desperate sounds she’s making.
“Come for me, Anna.” I thrust harder, deeper with every stroke.
Anna lets out a broken cry. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, rhythmic pulses that drag me over the edge with her. This orgasm is different from the first. Less explosive, more profound. It rolls through me in waves, deep and endless, as I jet myself inside her again. I bury my face in her neck and groan her name as I fill her with more seed. She holds me through it, her arms wrapped around my shoulders, her legs locked around my waist.
When it finally ends, I’m truly spent.
I roll onto my back, pulling her with me so she’s draped across my chest. My cock slips out of her and I feel more seed leak from her body onto my thigh.
I stroke her back lazily, too satisfied to move.
“We made a mess,” she murmurs against my chest.
“The good kind.” I press a kiss to her hair.
She laughs, the sound vibrating through both of us. “I agree.”
We lie there tangled together on our makeshift bed of clothes. The cave should be cold, but my body heat keeps her warm.
“I didn’t hurt you?” I ask.
“Well, I have a feeling it might be a bit difficult for me to walk tomorrow. But this is a good problem to have. I didn’t even know I could come three times in a row.” She lifts her head to look at me. “And how was your first time? Was it special for you, even though we’re stuck in a cave?”
I kiss her forehead. “It was the best moment of my life.” Pride swells in my chest. I pleased my Bride. My first and I made her come three times and filled her with my seed twice.
Not bad for a virgin.
“We should probably figure out how to get back to the commune,” she says reluctantly. “Everyone will be worried.”
“Later.” I tighten my arms around her. “I’m not ready to share you with the world yet.”
She settles back against my chest with a contented sigh. “Works for me.”
Silence falls between us, comfortable and warm. Her breathing starts to even out, and I realize she’s falling asleep.
And I fall asleep too.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Anna
Iwake up slowly, disoriented and warm.
Where am I? Why am I naked and why does my body feel so... pleasantly used? And why is there something heavy draped across my waist?
Reality filters in piece by piece. I’m in a cave. Lying on a pile of discarded and torn clothes. And the heavy thing across my waist is a muscular green arm attached to a very large, very naked orc.
Keric.
The events of the past... however many hours crash back over me. The attack. The scent bomb. Being carried through the forest. And then...
Oh.
