“Fuck,” he rasps.
My world capsizes, and my control disintegrates.I force myself to breathe, not to panic, and to just keep them inside me as they were meant to be.
My body expands as their cocks grow, thicken, and fill me up.Part of me wants to tell them to stop; I can’t take anymore.My body just won’t yield, and they aren’t even at their peak yet.
God, what is wrong with me?Why do I feel as if I need to prove something to them?It’s stupid.I’m never going to be a female orc.I don’t even want to be one.So I can’t explain this...
Except that I make my body do the impossible.I breathe deep and soundly, and I keep my panic at bay, wiping the thought from my mind that their cocks, at their natural enormous girth and length, are inside what was my virgin body not moments ago.My human female body.
Tears drip from my eyes, and Tristian catches them on his tongue before he swallows my agony.He strokes my jaw, and I see...admiration in his eyes.Pride blossoms on my cheeks.
I lift myself up and lean against Alexander’s back, wrapping my arm around his neck.I reach behind me with my other hand and grab Marquis’ hand, bringing it to my breast.He holds me tight, his thumb brushing my nipple.
Tristian rises up, making the fit inside me snugger, but I sigh as he captures my other nipple and sucks on me.
They start to move, slow and gentle at first, acclimatizing my body to the stunning fullness as they change the way my insides lie and make my body theirs.
Perspiration seeps down my back.I’m so drenched the only sounds in the room are my ragged breaths and the thrusting into the dam of wetness in my pussy.
I quiver from head to foot; the unfamiliar onslaught on my body is still too magnificent to comprehend, but a dark voracity builds with blinding carnal need.
I need to come.
I need to be bathed in their cum.
I need them.These orcs who dropped into my life out of nowhere.I still don’t know if I’m dreaming.But I don’t want to wake up if I am.
They fuck me then.Without holding back.Taking my body like they believe I’m strong enough to take it.I am.I am strong.
I undulate my body, so wet with perspiration, they have to dig their fingers into me to keep me in place.
My eyes close as I’m slammed into a vortex of dark pleasure.My clit vibrates against Tristian, and he catches it, squeezing, making me fight to complete an orgasm so fierce I’m going to pass out.
“Please,” I beg for him to set me free.In answer all I get are growls that come from the depths of their fiber.Instinctively my body opens even further.I hold my breath, calm the chaos in my mind, and just be.
I’m crushed between them, slipping and sliding out of their grasp the same way their cocks pound into me, taking everything I’m worth.
Time seems to stand still as their cocks erupt inside me, flooding me with their cum until I become too slippery for them to stay inside me and I have to use every muscle I’m worth to keep them seated.
Tristian releases my clit, and using his thumb, he rubs my sensitive bead until another, more soul-encompassing orgasm leaves my body in complete disarray.
They hold me tighter, caressing whatever part of me they can reach.Then they release me and kiss my lips, and I’m transcended all over again.They kiss me so deeply, they can almost touch my soul.They’re possessive and gentle at the same time as they explore my mouth with theirs.As my bones melt under them, and thousands of butterflies flutter in my stomach, the moon outside is completely shadowed in darkness.Yet all I can think of is do all kisses feel like this.
But exhaustion takes over, and I go limp in their arms.
The last thing I remember is just being held before I’m cleansed with a warm cloth between my legs and then tenderly, softly with their tongues, inciting a climax so calming, almost melodious, that I doze off to sleep instantly.
