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“Perfect,” he purrs. “That is much better.”

His lips find my left nipple and suck, hard. I cry out at the pressure, unsure what to do with my hands. Marvik laves my nipple, letting it calm for a second, then sucks again. Then he goes to the other and does the same. He keeps switching between them, licking, sucking, nipping. Out of nowhere, my back bows off the bed and I am coming, the first orgasm I have ever had with another person.

“So sensitive, huntress,” Marvik murmurs. “So ready for your man.”

His hand sweeps downward, petting my mound before findingmy soaking clit. It’s almost too much, so soon after coming, but I crave the intensity. My thrum strengthens as his fingers glide around my center, never quite touching my clit, but building the pleasurable pressure in me again.

“If you keep using yoursibilance,I’m going to come too soon and I want to last for you.”

“You can,” I respond. “With my sibilance, you’ll be able to stay hard all night.” Or at least so I have heard.

Marvik looks stunned, then a lazy smile spreads over his lips.Beautiful.He looks beautiful when he smiles. I know that males don’t like to be described like that, but it is true. “That’s good information, huntress. I look forward to fucking you all night then.”

His hips press against my own, his cock notched at my entrance. He’s going to enter. I feel my first feelings of apprehension.

“Wait!”

Immediately, Marvik stops. He looks at me questioningly and, though I still hate to be vulnerable with him, I admit, “I’ve never done this before.”

His eyes widen. “Sex? How is that possible? You’re gorgeous.”

Flattered but a little defensive, I say, “When I was younger, I was an outcast. No one wanted me. And when I grew older and had offers, I never knew if they wanted me just because of my high military position or closeness with the king’s family. I decided to wait for myAsh’ka.”

Marvik’s hand finds my center again and starts massaging around my clit. It feels so good and my thrum begins once more.

“So no other male has had this wet, responsive pussy?”

“No,” I moan, my legs instinctually falling open, granting him more access. He takes my legs and hitches them up around his waist, tilting my hips, before going and pushing one finger inside me. It is a tight fit and he starts pumping in with his finger,curling it sometimes in a way that makes me call out with pleasure. My climax is building again, banishing my earlier fears as euphoria takes their place.

“No other male has had this tight cunt?”

“No,” I say again. “You don’t mind?”

He chuckles darkly at my words, then responds, “I’ve had lovers in the past. Doyoumind?”

My brow furrows, some of my euphoria receding. I don’t especially like him bringing them up while he has his hands on me, but I get his point. “No. You can’t change your past.”

“Exactly. So no, I don’t mind being the man to show you the ways of passion. I’m fucking honored.”

He adds a second finger and it feels good. He kneads my interior flesh, softening my muscles and then adds a third finger.

“This might hurt for you, the first time, huntress.”

That makes me stiffen again. “What? Why?”

“Human women have something called the maidenhead. It sometimes tears the first time, but the pain doesn’t last long, if a male knows what he’s doing. Do orcresses have the same?”

I shake my head. “I’ve never heard of anything like that.”

He kisses my lips, bright and quick, and then says, “That’s good. But we’ll go slowly at first, just to make sure, alright? I don’t want to hurt you, unless you ask me to.”

Unless I ask him to? What does that mean? I don’t ask because I don’t want to look even more inexperienced. So instead I nod.

“Tell me if it starts to hurt and I’ll stop,” he commands.

He presses his cock to where his fingers were and slowly, oh, so slowly, invades my body. It feels so good, the pressure of his fingers inside nothing compared to his manhood. It fills me up in a way I never knew I needed. When he is finally buried to the hilt, I feel deliciously full, but like something is missing.

“Is everything good?” he asks, his voice tight with control.

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