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“I thought it would never end.” She rubbed herself harder against him, feeling the tension gather pleasantly in her core. She was soaking wet, dripping onto him, and she wanted him so badly.

He cupped her face with his hands and pulled her up. “It’s over now.” He kissed her lips tenderly. When she moaned and opened them, he deepened the kiss. In mere seconds, he became possessive and passionate, pulling her toward him, pressing her against him, one hand going to her hips, to try and reposition her again.

Beth groaned and pulled back. He let her go, and she quickly slid down his body, before he could grab her again.

“Tonight is about you,” she whispered as she pressed kisses to his rock hard abs. She pulled her long red hair over her shoulder as she descended further, letting her body slip between his legs. “I want to make you feel...” Her face was now in line with his massive cock. It rested on his stomach, throbbing with need, the engorged head slick with pre-cum. She licked the underside. “Things you’ve never felt before.” He growled low in his chest, and that sent a thrill through her body. She removed her glasses, wrapped both hands around the base of his cock, and guided the tip to her lips. Before she took another taste, she looked up into his eyes. “I won’t be able to take all of it... I want to, but...”

“You don’t have to do it,” he said in a husky voice. He was dying for her to do it, but he wanted to give her a choice. He combed his fingers through her beautiful hair, slightly pulling at it. “You don’t have to do anything.”

“I want to.” She enveloped the head with her lips and sucked lightly. She saw him close his eyes and let himself fall onto his back. She smiled to herself and tried to take more of his cock in her mouth. She barely managed half, and her jaw started to ache so badly that she had to stop and take a breath.

“I love the way you taste.”

“Beth,” he breathed. “Don’t say such things, or I’ll...”

“Come into my mouth? I’d like that.”

He responded with a groan.

She giggled and decided to do the best she could. As she slipped his cock back into her mouth and tried to relax her throat, she used both hands to rub the half that she couldn’t swallow. She cupped his heavy balls and massaged them softly, and knew she was doing it right when he bucked his hips and forced more of his cock into her mouth. She gagged a little but recovered and focused on breathing through her nose.

She bobbed her head, sucked on the tip, moved her hands faster. Hearing him make little noises of pleasure turned her on. Her pussy throbbed with need, and she needed release so badly that she increased the pace, wanting to make him come already. She was plenty familiar with how much stamina he had, so she wasn’t worried that if he finished in her mouth, he wouldn’t be able to fuck her right after. Uthar could go all night. She was the one who couldn’t keep up with him.

“Beth... My bride...” He was breathing faster. His fingers curled into her hair, and he pushed her down onto his cock without realizing. “My mate...”

“Mhm...” She hummed softly as she sucked his cock harder and faster, ignoring the tears running down her cheeks. The effort was tremendous, and she was surprised she hadn’t dislocated her jaw. It hurt so much, on the other hand, that it was possible she’d done just that.

“Will you drink it all?”

“Mhm...”

He pushed himself up to look at her. Their gazes met. His was dark and filled with lust.

“So close... All of it, Beth. Swallow all of it.”

She nodded as best as she could, and mentally prepared herself. It was going to be a lot.

With a grunt, he shot his seed down her throat. Despite herself, Beth flinched a little, taken by surprise, and Uthar pressed her head down as he bucked his hips. She tried to relax and swallow. There was so much, and it kept coming, spilling hot and gooey into her mouth. After a while, the stream slowed down, and she managed to suck him again. She made sure to get every drop, and when she was done cleaning him, she looked up at him with a smile. She wiped the corner of her mouth with her hand.

“Good,” he said in a low, gentle tone. He smoothed down her hair, petting her like she’d just done something extraordinary, and she deserved his praise. “You’re so good.”

Beth blushed and averted her eyes. She was a bit embarrassed by how much she liked to be praised like that.

“Come here.” He pulled her up.

“Oh! What are you...” He pulled her further up, until her hips were aligned with his face, and he could bury his nose between her wet folds. “Oh, fuck...”

“Sit,” he ordered.

She didn’t need to be told twice. No one had ever wanted to try this position with her. She knew why. Because she was heavy. And even though she’d dreamed of sitting on a man’s face since before she’d lost her virginity, she’d never expected any of her boyfriends to ask her to do it. Girls like her didn’t get to be eaten like that.

Until they met an orc...

She hovered, still, afraid to indulge completely.

Uthar groaned and pulled her down. “Sit.” He looked up at her, his brows furrowed.

She bit her lip. “I don’t want you to... Uh... oh... Can you... umm... oh fuck... Can you breathe?”


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