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Chapter 10: Consummation

Ak'horra's arching back rises against your chest as you finally find her golden, lust-filled eyes glaring desperately back into yours. Your foreheads touch then separate. She sighs, lips parting wetly, eagerly. She seems wrapped in bliss. Good.

Shifting your hips by the feel of her lower body against your own hot skin, your rock-hard cock finally positions itself above the soft, slippery, velvety folds of her pussy, and quickly thrusts.

Ak'horra's breath escapes her unbidden, her sudden moan more of a tight, feminine squeak as her eyes completely lose focus.

You sheathe yourself fully and easily within her slick, squeezing depths, only to brace your forearms against the ground and pull your chest back, expecting resistance. You find none. Oh? You plunge in again. She is hot and utterly wet already. She moans as you drive into her slippery sex. She gasps as you pull yourself back out of her. Your hard shaft is wrapped in pure, molten bliss with every motion. Each push of your hips is like knocking away the cobwebs of a dusty mind. Each returning pull is a long, driving scrape of relief. This just feels right. Your mind is focused only on the sweet, pliant swell of her skin as she accepts you inside of her.

Then her breath is against your face, her nipples hard against your driving chest. Your lips are tight against her neck, her throat... The buzz encroaching upon the back of your skull seems to inoculate you against your own sharp, piercing pleasure as your cock drives itself into this hot orcish pussy. You've already imagined yourself rutting into her against the rock of Myr's falls. Her pussy... her mouth... her ass... You imagine them all again...

Fuck that. You're here, now.

You're inside of her, bucking with skillful ease as if you've long been lovers. She wants you inside of her. Obviously, you're enjoying it. She's enjoying it. Her swirling hips are thrusting back against yours in an erratic, lusty rhythm. Her legs circle back against you and your thrusts come harder, tighter... It feels... Oh... You match her thrust for eager thrust, then redouble your efforts. You want to claim her. Now. This woman is worthy. This moment is worthy. His moonlit splendor shines...

Something surges at the base of your hips. Wait! Not yet!

Is this...

Ak'horra chuckles, knowingly. Each laugh drips with womanly delight. You pull back your hips but her legs drive you both together in a slick, inescapable, lusty rhythm.

Did she... Ah...

"Fuck," you gasp, straining, but she pulls you back against her. Your hips clap together again and again at her pleasure until...

You cum: hard, blissful, ecstatic. The world fades; your mind fizzles, and you collapse into her shoulder even as she locks her legs around your conjoined waists.

Each thick spurt of hot, white cum is lost within the sodden, enveloping folds of the orcish pussy beneath you. You can't stop your thrusts. Good. The gushing burst at your cock's tip, the lower, rising swell, the clench of your hips and... Again... Each rhythmic pulse reminds you of her teasing, glistening body at the base of the falls... Her perfect tits, her tight ass disappearing below the surface of His water, the swollen triangle of her crotch, now filled with... you... Fuck.

It almost feels like you've cum again, but you pray it's just another, final push of your driving lust. Myr, she's perfect... The full moon glistens exquisitely, blurrily, above your smoky little clearing... The last pulse fades... Her pussy glides hotly, wetly, snugly, back against your driving, sheathing hips. At last your surging bodies come to rest, fully conjoined... The last burst is maybe just a trickle, but it's no less glorious than the first. You breathe at last. You hear your mate sighing beneath your closely-coupled bodies.

Utter satisfaction swells as your lips return softly to her neck. Ah, she is an orc, you remind yourself. You bite gently into her soft, supple flesh...

You know you've mated successfully, not that you expec-

"Thane," she groans sharply. Your orgasmic bliss is shattered like glass and dissolves into joyously confused pieces, but you can't overpower her.

"Ak-hoo..." you try, but you feel yourself slipping slickly out of her hot, wet...

Then she's on top of you and the wind is almost driven from your unsuspecting lungs. The rough, bristly pull of thick animal furs scrapes across your back as you feel your body dragged against the orc's now impatient body. Her massive tits glide easily down your muscular chest and her piercing golden gaze is like an aphrodisiac. Oh? Are you already...? Oh... It seems you're-

Her huge, heavy tits encircle your softening(?) cock. You watch yourself disappear between the shadow of a most-enticing valley...

"S'ah?" she asks?

Fuck.