“I’ve felt that way for a long fucking time,” I admit, putting my hand on hers. “That isn’t necessary. Not tonight.”
“I’m not doing it because I think it’s necessary,” she smiles, pulling her hand away from mine and removing my loincloth. “I’m doing it because I want to.”
“I’m so tired I may not even be able to finish,” I mutter, despite my dick twitching when she touches it.
“Then you can fall asleep in my mouth,” she laughs, stroking my cock until it’s hard.
“Even if I finish, I may be too tired to do anything for you,” I sigh.
“I’m perfectly fine,” she assures me, taking a step back to remove her nightgown before climbing into bed. “Orc seed doesn’t affect me as much as it used to.”
I’d argue, but once I feel Clover’s breath on my ridged cock, I don’t have the willpower to push her away. My needs haven’t gone away, just because I’ve been busy trying to protect Uzrirgard, and I’ve been way too exhausted to handle it myself.
“Just close your eyes and relax,” she whispers, then she wraps her lips around my cock.
The ridges on the head are extremely sensitive right now. They always are when it’s been a while. But Clover’s mouth feels like paradise. She’s gotten much better since the first time she did this. So much better that she’s able to swallow my entire length after bobbing on it for a couple minutes. I don’t even have to putmy hand on her head, which is a relief, because I can barely lift my arm.
She moves her lips from the ridged head to my balls, tongue working the long ridge on the underside just the way I like it. I get a little more energy once the pleasure radiates through my body. Enough to move my hips, pushing my dick into her mouth each time she descends on it.
For a moment, I’m able to forget about all the turmoil. All the chaos. It’s just the two of us in this bed. My cock gets harder. My ridges throb. I may be exhausted, but she’s not going to have me falling asleep in her mouth. It feels too fucking good.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan, feeling the pressure growing in my balls.
Clover can tell I’m getting close. Her lips move with more eagerness, like she loves having me in her mouth. She’s already tasting my pre-cum. Orc seed may not turn her into a whimpering needy mess anymore, but it still affects her. I can see how her hips are moving and how she rubs her thighs together.
I find enough strength to reach for one of her legs and pull her thighs apart. Clover whimpers on my cock, but once I start rubbing her wet folds, she moves closer. I would love to taste her like she’s tasting me. Feast on her delicious salty sweetness until I pass out between her legs. But this is all I can manage right now, so I’ll make sure it’s enough.
I stroke her folds, tease her entrance, and finally settle on her clit. I make quick rotations around it while she moves on my length, every whimper and moan that vibrates my cock bringing another burst of pleasure. I won’t be able to finish her before I’mdone, but that’s fine. She won’t be going anywhere for a while once she starts swallowing my release.
“Just a little more. You’re about to make me come.”
Clover’s lips move faster and that’s enough to send me over the edge. I push my cock into her throat as I ejaculate, some of it filling her mouth, some of it going directly down her esophagus. She quickly begins to swallow, her eyes going dazed as she feels the full effects of my release.
“That’s it, suck it down like a good little human girl. Swallow my jizz,” I groan, trembles of pleasure shooting through my body with every suckle.
I don’t know what it is about orc seed that does this, but it’s the same for orc women, too. Clover’s gotten used to it. She doesn’t even panic anymore when she gets stunned by my release.
“You say it doesn’t affect you much, but this wet pussy says otherwise,” I growl, continuing to rub her clit while she milks my cock.
I listen to her mewl, hips shifting on the bed, but she can’t pull away from me. I take advantage of it, my finger moving around her clit until she finally begins to shudder. She lets out a loud shriek as she climaxes and feeling her body succumb to the bliss makes me come again, filling her mouth with a more of my seed that she has to swallow.
One orgasm isn’t likely to be enough for her, so I keep my finger moving. After a few more minutes, I feel my erection softening slightly, and Clover pulls away. She gasps a few times, her hips grinding into me.
“If you’re tired, I already had one,” she pants. “I’ll be okay.”
“Orcs finish what they start,” I growl. “And I’m not finished with you yet.”
I make her come at least a half dozen times before she’s finally spent, limp on the bed beside me. I rub her clit a few more times, just to make sure, but there’s nothing left. She might be as exhausted as I am now. She stays where she is for a couple minutes, then she shifts, resting her head on my leg.
“I’ll go to my side of the bed in a moment,” she breathes out.
I look down at her, feeling a twinge inside of my chest that I don’t like. A part of me wants to pull her into my arms. Hold her, like an orc would hold a woman who means everything to him. I reach for her, but hesitate, then let it rest on her shoulder.
“You’re fine where you are, Clover,” I murmur. “I’m too tired to care where you sleep.”
“Thank you,” she whispers, moving a little closer to me.
She falls asleep where she is, almost hugging my leg, and I move some of her hair away from her face. She’s combed it out. Braided it. Adorned it with several trinkets, just like an orc would. I didn’t even have to tell her I like it better this way. She figured that out on her own. She seems to be figuring out a lot on her own.
