Chapter Six
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Jasmine
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Heaven help me.
I'm carried into a bedroom, and I catch a brief glimpse of the place.An incredibly massive bed graces the center of the room, and aside from a fireplace that Tristian has lit, casting warmth into the space, there's nothing else.
Alexander keeps an arm wrapped around the small of my back, forcing me to arch over, offering my breasts to these three orcs.
They suckle on my nipples, drawing me deep into their hot mouths, soaking me with their wetness before they nip and bite.
I thrash in their arms, my mind an ocean of conflict as wetness seeps from between my thighs, yet shyness compels me to keep my legs closed.
They're twice my size, and I'm virtually powerless against them, but their scent—mint with a hint of cardamom, quintessentially them—drives me wild.I want to crawl into them and feel their heat from the inside.
Alexander lowers himself onto the bed, positioning me on his lap with my back against his chest.
Marquis parts my legs and stands between them.I cry out in fear and apprehension as he removes his boots and pants, freeing his cock.
Momentarily shocked, having never seen a human penis in real life, I can safely say the orcs possess abnormally large, long, thick cocks.
They're not meant for human consumption.
His meaty rod matches the color of his skin and, like his skin, is roped with veins.The head is a darker shade of green, and from the deep slit in the center, a thread of silky, luminescent green essence drips from him.Is that the color of their pre-cum?It's so beautiful I want to touch it, taste it.
Still, I've never seen anything more beautiful and monstrous at the same time.
He's going to kill me with that.They're all going to kill me with their cocks before my heartfire does.
I try to scramble away over Alexander's shoulder as the realization sinks in.But Alexander keeps me in place, and then it's Tristian standing beside me.
He's naked now.
Oh boy.
I renew my efforts to flee, but Tristian grips my jaw in his massive hand, holding me still.
While Alexander leaves stinging bites on the side of my neck and Marquis slowly pumps his length, his gaze fixed on the center of my thighs, his heat falling onto my soaked pussy, Tristian guides his cock to my lips.
A tsunami of sensation engulfs me.He forces my lips apart by slipping his fingers into my mouth, then squeezes his shaft until a drop of his essence falls onto my tongue.
My eyes flutter closed as his taste rests on my tongue before it melts, and as I swallow, it spreads through my veins like sweet lava.
I open my eyes, my gaze locked with his, my eyebrows knitted as I savor the remnants of his lingering flavor, only to crave more as if my life depends on it.
I close my eyes, and Tristian takes it as a cue to drizzle a little more of his pre-cum into my open mouth.
Everything is amplified now; his effect on my entire being is intoxicating, and his taste is addictive.I want more.
