Thread: Dagor Dagorath - 1x1 Lôminzil / Jukha [LeaT x Prince]

The witch's almost spicy taste lingered in his mouth and Jukha licked his lips to savor her flavor. If her mouth tasted this good, he couldn't help but wonder about the rest of her body! He would make it a point to find out and run his tongue over every inch of the teasing woman. Dark Lord take his soul, she was heating him up so badly! Was that cursed fire right beside them? His face felt flushed and his loins burned with hot need. Had any woman ever stirred his passion so? She took his slap well and Jukha felt a primal satisfaction in listening to her apologetic promise to respect him. Yes, she was delicate and helpless, but what should normally be pathetic to him was strangely arousing tonight. She only made him feel more powerful as she yielded before his fierce will. That eager submission was intoxicating and, in fact, he did feel almost drunk as he watched her kneel to service his aching cock. Maybe feverish was the better word, for his skin burned and every sense seemed on fire. Yes, you may, grunted Jukha as she so sweetly asked permission to taste him. Jukha felt like he was sitting on top of the world, as if on the peak of Caradhras itself. Sucking his cock should be an honor for someone like her. Really it was a reward that any woman would crave to receive. The glance she gave to his men reminded him that all of them were witnessing this glorious display of his power. Her hands were working his thick shaft, stroking him and milking more fluid out his throbbing meat. Dark Lord, he was already too hot and another wave of fire seemed to flood him emanating from the woman's lips as she stretched them around the crown of his dick. How did she make him burn so? Mhmm... Yes. Suck me. You are... I'm so... hot, moaned Jukha. It was hard to think now and difficult to make a sentence. Was he sweating? Jukha didn't have to think, though, all he had to do was enjoy Lminzil's warm mouth and soft hands. She twisted her wrists, palms rubbing faster, while her face began to bob on his manhood. Strong orc hands went to her head and he began to guide her mouth himself. She needed to take more of him, he had to feel his cock deeper in her throat. The powerful orc began pushing her lips further with every bob of her head, holding her down longer when she seemed to balk, and pulling her up for air only briefly. He didn't care if she was a gagging, sloppy mess from his savage use, he would show her how to please him properly. There, she had it now, her throat battered beyond resistance and Jukha threw back his head to give a low, guttural growl of pleasure. There was something else he wanted from her... what was it? Fuck, it was so hard to think with this fever in his body and his cock hilted in her quivering throat. Information . That is what he wanted. He knew she pursued the piece of the sun, but where was she trying to take it? If he learned her destination, she was truly useless to him except as a fuck toy. He could kill her one night and take all the glory himself. The Dark Lord would reward him greatly. And in the meantime, well, he could use her like this. There was no doubt he could get her to talk, just look at her now. Very good, panted Jukha as he pulled her off his cock and lifted her to his face using one firm hand around her throat. He squeezed, his thick fingers cutting off her breath for a moment, and studied her eyes. Was there resistance in them? It was hard to focus and why did his lips feel so hot? They still tasted spicy like the witch as he licked them clean again. He could kill her so easily, but she still had more pleasure to give. He spun her around and pulled her onto his lap with her back tight to his chest. A forearm locked over her throat and his tusked mouth nuzzled into one of her ears. He brought his saliva coated cock up between her legs and let it rub against her bare sex. And now... I want this... all of this... inside of you.