Back Games with the Orc
Chapters (33)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Content Information
  4. Sunny
  5. Sunny
  6. Khell'ar
  7. Sunny
  8. Khell'ar
  9. Sunny
  10. Khell'ar
  11. Sunny
  12. Sunny
  13. Khell'ar
  14. Sunny
  15. Sunny
  16. Khell'ar
  17. Sunny
  18. Khell'ar
  19. Sunny
  20. Khell'ar
  21. Sunny
  22. Khell’ar
  23. Sunny
  24. Khell'ar
  25. Sunny
  26. Khell'ar
  27. Sunny
  28. Sunny
  29. Epilogue
  30. Afterword
  31. Also by Kathryn Moon
  32. Acknowledgments
  33. About the Author

In truth, this den was more of a clever disguise than a traditional den, with support beams crafted to appear like tree roots running down the curved walls, a real bathroom hidden around a curve at the far corner, and a nest that was pillowed and padded to suit much softer human tastes. A chest stood at the foot of the nest, filled with all the tools I could think of for entertaining both Sunny and myself. But with one glance at her in my arm, limp and dizzy with her release, I had one goal in mind, and it would take very little support from the toys.

I carried Sunny to the rounded nest at the opposite side of the den, and she sighed as I lowered her onto the dense mattress, surrounded by piles of pillows. She sank into the cushion, her legs sprawling open, torn lace panties still shredded around her waist, offering me a perfect view of her tender red pussy and my seed leaking out of her.

Couldn't have that.

Sunny's eyes fell shut as I rose from the nest and turned to the closed trunk, lifting the heavy lid and digging into the contents. With a few toys and a generous bottle of lube juggled in my hands, I turned to the nest, climbing in. I settled myself cross-legged on the mattress, pushing aside some of the copious pillows and lifting Sunny's sprawled legs to drape over mine. Her lips curled as I stroked my hands over her thighs, and then parted on an O as I took the thick, curved plug and dipped it into her weeping cunt.

"Khell," she breathed, blinking up at the root vaulted ceiling, stomach jumping and breath hitching.

The plug sank into her easily, and Sunny moaned, her eyes opening again as I settled it deep, the blunt curve teasing her sensitive interior.

"I want you nice and full of my cum, sweet petal," I growled.

Sunny squirmed weakly and sighed, nodding, trying to pull her legs together as if to help me plug her. Her inner thighs met my hands, soft flesh pressing into my palms as I held her open and snarled in warning.

"I said full, Sunny. I'm not done with you."

"You're never done with me," she answered softly, smiling as my claws bit into her thighs in answer.

I would be. In two days, our time would be up and Sunny would leave the cottage and my service. But I wouldn't be done with her until that time, I was certain of that.

"Sit up for me, petal. I want you bared to me."