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Claimed in the Forest ๐ฟ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ฆ
🕑 Added 2025-08-26 18:00:04 +0000 UTCThe forest was quiet that day โ only the occasional bird song and the gentle rustle of leaves broke the stillness. In a small clearing bathed in sunlight sat an elf maiden named Liarel. Her long silver hair fell softly over her shoulders, and her thin dress, made almost translucent by the sunlight, outlined every delicate curve of her slender body.
She sat on the soft grass, leaning back slightly, her thighs parted, fingers moving where heat and need pulsed. Soft, shaky breaths escaped her lips, eyes half-lidded, cheeks flushed. Liarel believed no one would ever find her in this secluded spot.
But then a faint shadow fell across the grass.
She caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye and froze. Turning quickly, she saw him โ a towering orc, broad-shouldered, his skin the color of deep moss. His heavy gaze drifted down to the gap between her thighs. Liarelโs heart raced.
The orc stepped forward, loosening the cloth at his waist, and something that made her lips part in shock and disbelief came into view โ thick, long, and far beyond anything she could imagine.
โIโฆโ Liarel whispered, but no words followed.
He didnโt speak either, just came closer and took her chin in his large hand, lifting her face toward him. She trembled, but realizing she could not stop him by force, she slowly parted her lips.
His heated, solid length filled her mouth, and she felt her tongue instinctively slide along him. With each slow movement, he grew even harder, her breath catching as her throat tightened.
If he finishesโฆ maybe heโll let me goโฆ she thought. She tried to be compliant, moving rhythmically, his hand resting firmly on the back of her head. The sounds of "mmhโฆ slrpโฆ mhhโฆ", mixed with her uneven breathing, filled the clearing.
But instead of release, the orc suddenly pulled away. His gaze grew darker, hungrier.
He lifted her easily and laid her down on the grass. The dress fell open, baring the pale skin of her thighs. Liarel lay on her back, legs parted, and he hovered over her before slowly pressing inside.
Her body arched from the sudden stretch โ his size filled her so completely she squeezed her eyes shut, a soft cry escaping.
With an elfโฆ itโs neverโฆ like thisโฆ The thought spun in her mind as heat spread through her.
He moved deeply but not harshly, savoring each moment. Her fingers clutched at the grass, her chest rising and falling in sync with his rhythm, her lips breaking into breathy moans.
Then he turned her over, pressing her to the ground. Liarel braced herself on her hands as he entered her from behind again. His hips drove forward powerfully, her body responding involuntarily to each thrust. Her hair fell across her face, her breathing unsteady.
โToo muchโฆโ she gasped, but the words dissolved into a moan.
His hands gripped her waist tightly, each motion reminding her she was completely at his mercy.
But the orc wasnโt finished. Liarel let out a startled cry as he lifted her upside down โ her back against his chest, legs spread wide. Cool air brushed against her skin while inside, there was only heat and pressure.
In this position he moved differently โ deeper, harder. Her body shook, hands searching for something to hold.
He wonโt stopโฆ not untilโฆ
And then, with a low, restrained growl, the orc filled her with warmth. Liarel gasped, feeling the hot wave spread inside her. Her lips parted, but she made no move to push him away โ instead, her hips tilted toward him in quiet acceptance.
She knew she had allowed this to happen. And deep inside, she understood โ after this, no elf would ever be able to give her what this moment had given her.
Comments
Sviatoslav Nykyforchyn
So happy you enjoyed it ๐ฅฐ
SPARK352
I really enjoyed this story and didn't want it to end for her or me๐
Sviatoslav Nykyforchyn
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Josero
It's almost as if the sexy elven femmes know what's gonna happen when an orc catches them alone ;)
