Maybe I hadn’t lost my parents like her. But I did know what it was like to have your family ripped away. And I knew all too well what it was like to dwell in darkness, and find comfort in it.
Hot tears slipped down my human’s cheeks. Something I’d said struck a chord.
I arched over her, my boots still planted firmly on the ground, and kissed her mouth. One eyelid and then the other and her cheeks last. I wish I’d known sooner how sweet her tears were.
“I still hate you…” She sniffed.
I leveled her with a smile. “Hate me all ya want. I’m still gonna make ya cum all over my fat, green cock. Now, spread yer legs over either side of the rib and keep them there.”
Her lower lip quivered and she sucked in a breath. “Are you going to fuck me now?”
“Soon enough, I will. First, we have to train you to take my cock.”
Chapter Sixteen
Maeve
When Balor pushed the first finger inside me, I knew I was in for trouble. The single digit was about the girth of the few human men I’d been with. I had that orc dildo back home—which was probably still lying on the street somewhere. While it was thick, the silicone toy had nowhere near the same girth as the giant king. And even the toy didn’t seem to fill me up like Balor’s pointer finger.
He pushed it in, testing the friction. I was soaking wet, but he still spat onto my clit, laughing when I gasped, and pushed the saliva into my hole by sinking a second finger into me.
Fuck.It hurt but there was a pleasant edge to it that had me moaning.
“Feel good?” There was a bridled snicker in his question. He knew exactly how damn good it felt. I was a writhing, simpering pervert, and it felt so fucking good I didn’t care. Still, I nodded.
Balor’s finger curved inside me to hit a place that had my eyes rolling into the back of my head. “Use yer words, girl.”
“Yes! It—It feels…. It feelsgood.”
He pumped into me, the concoction of his saliva and my arousal making him slide in and out of me with ease.
“You’re so fecking wet. What a pathetic little human slut, so pent up and desperate for monster cock.”
I focused on his face, expecting to find something condescending there. Only lust and admiration stared back at me. And as he worked a third finger into me, something akin to pride lifted his mouth. “What a good feckin’ girl, already takin’ so much of yer mate.”
I braced for the sting but it never came. My walls stretched to fit all three of the giant king’s fingers.
“Ah, look at ya. Such a hungry wee cunt ya have. We’re gonna have so muchfun.”
While Balor pumped three whole fingers inside me—I still couldn’t believe it—his other hand worked my clit in firm circles, my insides fluttering at the extra dimension of pleasure.
His smoldering hair had burst into full flames, making his sweat and gold jewelry glitter in the light. There was something truly dangerous about the ancient giant king’s stature that had my insides in knots.
Gods. I was so turned on. Desperate, filthy and full. I was so close to coming, and Balor knew it too. I was practically vibrating, and my pussy clamped onto his fingers, feral for more.
“Be my good human slut and come fer me,” he growled, his voice husky and wrapped in silk.
Electricity danced through my bloodstream, and my head whirled as his fingers pushed me closer to the edge.
I came with a scream.
“Oh my God… oh my god.” I waited for him to slow down, to pull his fingers out so I could catch my breath. He did neither of those things. His fingers kept pumping into me, overloading me with pleasure and pain and everything in between.
“No more—” I tried to squirm away but roots exploded from the ground and coiled around my wrists and ankles. He didn’t let up. He bent down, sucking my clit into his wicked mouth.
The suction, the thrusting of his fingers, the relentless sensation, it was enough to obliterate all my nerves.
“No more?” His pitiless cackle made my pussy flutter around his fingers. “Tell me to stop and I’ll consider it.”
