Rescued by the Orc (Orc Guardian Brides Book 2) by Sue Mercury & Sue Lyndon

Author:Sue Mercury & Sue Lyndon [Mercury, Sue & Lyndon, Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sue Lyndon
Published: 2022-02-24T18:30:00+00:00

Freya

The fullness was almost too much, but I welcomed the slight pain that mingled with exquisite pleasure. For the first time in a long time, I felt truly alive. Thorsen’s deep growls and throaty groans enticed me to clench my cunny around his cock, and he hissed like a beast in pain and shot me an accusatory look. I feigned innocence but a thrill rushed through me when he appeared suddenly stern.

“Try that again without warning me first, fae, and I’ll slap your bum.”

I snorted. “I’d like to see you try, orc.” But I didn’t do it again because I wanted him to last a long fucking time. Each harsh thrust filled me to bursting and left me craving more of his roughness. I dragged my sharp nails down his back, pulling him closer, provoking him into a mating frenzy.

His savage growls rumbled through me as an orgasm approached. The wave hit with surging pleasure, stealing my breath and causing me to writhe upon the bed. A satisfied gleam entered his eyes, almost a smirk. But his head soon fell back, a look of bliss overtaking him, and I felt the first spurt of his seed. He pumped and pumped, filling me up with rapid, jerking thrusts, marking me as his.

After he finished pumping, he stared down at me, his eyes narrowed, appearing deep in thought. A strange expression considering the circumstances. Before I could inquire what was wrong, he asked, “Is it true that fae bite one another when they mate?” His cock was still inside me, though I felt his essence leaking onto my inner thighs.

“Yes,” I said, my heart skipping a beat. It was true that fae usually bit one another when they mated, a true mating—a marriage—rather than a casual romp. “The male bites the female first, and then she bites him, and the bites should be deep enough to leave a scar.” Would he bite me? Would he wish to follow this fae custom? I’d nearly forgotten that my kind bit one another during a true mating.

“Where?” he asked, his eyes raking up and down my body. “Where do the fae bite one another? The shoulder? The neck?” His eyes darkened, his visage more serious than I’d ever seen. His nostrils flared and his jaw tightened.

“Here,” I said, pointing just below my collar bone, slightly above my heart.

He withdrew his cock from my cunny and placed his hands upon my shoulders, holding me down. I tried to flail out of his grasp, instinct kicking in. I vaguely recalled that the female was supposed to fight the male, until he exerted his strength over her and forced his mating bite upon her. But then she was supposed to return the favor. It was a dance of power, yet both parties were meant to surrender to one another in the end. It was symbolic. Each could be weak, and each could be strong. Each could follow, and each could lead. But together they were always strong.

I fought

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