Her hands were yanking at the sheet, trying to find purchase as I set a hard and heavy pace. I used my free hand to haul her hips up, leaving her unbalanced and at my mercy. She couldn't plant her knees, and I didn't give her the time to catch her breath, to sit up on her hands.

"Beast," Sunny gasped, and I held my breath. Would she ask me to stop? "Yes, more!"

I grinned and twisted her hair again, reveled in her cry of relief, her voice muffled into the mattress, gasping and moaning.

"You don't worry about what's normal, pet. You only worry about your orc’s cock and when it will fuck you next."

"Yes, beast," Sunny squeezed out through a high-pitched keen, the note broken with every slap of our bodies together.

"And you tell your master when you need to be fucked."

"Yes!"

"And when you need to be pet and tended and fed," I growled.

Sunny writhed on the bed, hands gripping the edge of the mattress, ass bouncing against my hips. She was still shy about being spoiled outside of sex, but that was all right.

"And when you need my claws and my tusks."

"Always," Sunny moaned.

I released her hair, leaning forward and wrapping my arms around her, taking the tight point of a nipple between two claws, and the tender folds of her sex with the other. Sunny buried her cries into the sheets as I fucked and toyed with her, my stav painfully swollen in my cock, pumping and thrusting, warning release.

"Petal," I gasped into Sunny's hair, resisting the urge to take her shoulder in my teeth, not certain I could hold back from biting too hard.

I caught Sunny's clit with my claw, circling the little nub with the dull tip, and Sunny came with a scream. I followed, pinning her down in my hold, giving into the sweet demand of her cunt, flooding her with my release. She would start the laundry this morning and forget it by the afternoon, but I would move everything into the dryer. If Sunny's kink was the games we played in bed, mine was completing her half finished projects throughout the day.

Sunny's face was red and sweaty as she turned it to the side, panting for air. I started to lift myself and her hand reached back, swatting at my side.

"Don't move," she gasped.

"Do you want rest now, pretty petal?" I asked, kissing her hot cheek.

Sunny groaned and shifted under me, spreading her legs wider, toes curling into the bed. "I want…I want you to make me beg you to stop."

CHAPTER 24

Sunny

"You'll be rid of me soon."

I froze in place, spoon in the ricotta mix for tonight's lasagna, eyes on my new kitchen backsplash. "What? Why?"