Fated To The Orc King

Chapter 2

▪️B A L D U R▪️

"Fuck! That's right, take every last inch..."

The name of the chambermaid eluded me as I watched her enjoy herself. She was short and voluptuous, her hands gripping the edge of the table, her body trembling in ecstasy while she pushed back in time to meet every thrust.

My eyes observed the way her top had been pulled down, exposing her large pendulous breasts while her skirt was bunched up around her waist. The skin of her backside was red, a large handprint marking her while she revelled in being bent over.

With a whimper, she arched her back, wanting more, her brown braid swishing about.

"Look at you, you're making such a mess..."

"I can't help it; you make me feel so good, please don't stop!"

A low rumble sounded at her words, "Do you want to come again?"

"Yes please!"

The chambermaid gasped as she was hauled up against a muscled chest, the resounding echo of wet flesh slapping against each other increased with her moans. Within seconds she was screaming, her body tensing as she fell apart.

"Finish me off with that wicked mouth of yours..."

Grinning, she quickly turned around and dropped to her knees, her hands holding on to the strong masculine thighs in order to help balance herself. She wasted no time in wrapping her lips around the glistening, hardened length in front of her, gagging as her throat was fucked with powerful yet precise thrusts.

When the Orc's climax approached, he groaned loudly before sagging back into the nearest wooden chair. The young woman moaned while she finished cleaning him up with her mouth and tongue.

"That's a good girl, I'll see you again tonight, yes?"

She nodded eagerly; her face flushed as she quickly straightened out her clothes before picking up the basket to resume her responsibilities about the castle. However, as she turned towards the door she gasped, dropping the basket, and the dirty clothes within it spilled onto the floor.

"King Baldur! I–"

Raising my palm to silence her, I said, "Save it, go tend to your duties."

"At once, Your Majesty!"

When she closed the door behind her, I let out an exasperated sigh and looked at my best friend.

As much as Khagra the Ruthless was a mighty Orc warrior, he was also known as Khagra the insatiable as his appetite for sex was voracious.

Unlike myself, Khagra was a full Orc. His lineage had never been crossed with neither human nor fae.

Both sides of his head were shaved, exposing the intricate tribal tattoos that decorated the skin of his skull. His dark hair was combed back into a long braid that went almost to his waist and as my eyes met his, I saw him grinning, those hazel eyes of his full of mischief.

"Seriously, Khagra? She just started working here yesterday! How is it that she's on your cock already? Gods, you work fast..."

The tip of his tongue licked his right lower tusk before he replied, "What can I say, everyone loves me."

"Have you fucked every human in this castle?"

Shrugging, "Just about, you should try it..."

I wrinkled my nose as my eyes trailed over the exposed grey skin of Khagra's torso.

There was no distinction where he chose to get his dick wet; male, female, human, fae, orc. Once there was a warm and willing hole, Khagra would find himself ten inches deep; his roguish good looks and charming personality were a deadly combo.