Teaser Saturday! ‘Steel’ by Cari Silverwood

Their legs dangled over the edge of the garden terrace. The vast window ahead showed a horizon marked by war and flames. Here was still perfect. Ember’s bare feet even touched his now and then. They’d kicked off their boots.

“Beautiful.” Ember raised a glass toward the black sky. Glowing specks and squares marked the battlesnarkers that cruised overhead. “Still no one coming. We’re fucked, I think.”

Hoss only grunted. Not much to add to that. “I am happy.”

It was true.

“Have you ever…” Past the slur in her voice, he heard a swallow. “Have you ever thought of making love to a woman, Hoss?”

His world grew a few cracks. His heart stopped. “No.” Liar. “You mean…a human woman?” He kept his gaze rigid and straight ahead, though hope was rising.

Be calm, be logical. This doesn’t mean anything.

But the rut had hold of him. Take. Fuck. Make it yours!

Oh, fuck off. He could be iron, emotionless. He was orc!

“I have a thing, you see.”

A thing? He glimpsed her lower her glass to the terrace floor on the other side then climb to her knees. Then she reached up and laid a hand on his shoulder. Hoss tensed. From the corner of his vision, he saw the approach of the female’s face. “Can I?”

Finally, he turned his head and regarded her. Jaw clenched he thought through his answer and tried not to squeak as he replied.

“It is not outside my own desires. However, my job is to keep you safe. This would not be safe. Trust me, you do not want to do this.”

“I trust you.” She rose to her knees and her hand grazed the top of his thigh then landed gracefully and agonizing over the shaft of his cock. The weight of the girl’s hand… He let out a strangled curse that threatened to become a groan.

“Hoss. Ummm. Would I fit?”

Then he did curse and he swiveled to place his hands either side of her waist, lift her over him and deposit her straddling his lap, thighs to either side. But he was so big compared to her that her folded legs slipped and her body split apart as far as it could. Her skirt slipped up her thighs.

“You’ll fit enough,” he growled.

With fingers and one claw, he tore a hole in the crotch of her tights then he undid his fly and released his cock. It sprang upright between them and he raised her and held her above. “Keep your legs spread.”

Even before he touched her, her mouth was parted, her breath fevered, and she wriggled enough to tempt a sworn celibate…which he was not.

Hoss raised her even higher so he could scrutinize her pussy and saw that it was wet and glistening and red, and very swollen. Ready for him. He swore again.

She clearly wanted him to penetrate her first, but he decided to delay such a magnificent moment. Instead he lowered her enough that his tongue could taste her cunt. With her legs draped down his back, he began to lick. Soon she was writhing over his mouth and begging for more. Begging loudly, whimpering.

Aaargh. If only this had happened another time.

He paused to consider this human female he’d always considered untouchable and angelic. “And what is this thing you say you have? Would it be a desire for an orc to shove his big cock inside you?”

When she remained silent, he licked her again until she was panting even more loudly and squealing – though the squeals were more for the biting of her cunt and thighs. Delicious girl.

“Tell me. Tell me before I attempt to impale you on me.”