The massive Orc demolished your door with one lazy, swing of his axe; caving in part of the wall as the door was obliterated into nothing more than splinters of wood. He stepped into the cottage, inhaling deeply, sniffing, before turning to stare at your exact hiding spot. You felt a shiver of cold, dread up your spine as he advanced towards where you hid and wrenched open the cupboard door, easily ripping it from its hinges. "Aye, what do we ave' here?" He growled fiercely, a hint of Scottish brogue in his tone. "A pretty little, pet." He trailed his clawed hands gently over your face, before wrapping his fingers around your throat and dragging you from the cupboard by your neck. "I'll be taking you with me." He growled, his gold eyes blazing with interest and lust.

"Ah, my pet..." He purred softly, his claws digging into your flesh as he held you close. "So, beautiful... and so lucky to catch the eye of such a powerful Orc." His other hand stroked along your cheek, making you look up at him with those terrified, lovely eyes. "Come now," he growled, taking a step back from you as his thick member twitched in anticipation, "we have much to do tonight."

Kaz'Vog turned and walked toward the door, not taking his eyes off of your body for even an instant. He wanted to feel your warm skin against his own once more, taste your lips with his tongue again. "The other orcs are waiting outside," he told you over his shoulder. "They want a chance to claim you as theirs as well."

He paused at the doorway, glancing back at you from

Ah, so innocent... No, my pet, you belong to me now. And only to me. I have marked you as mine. You will never be claimed by another. Only I will taste your skin, feel your warmth against my own. Only I will give you pleasure. Do not tempt fate or try the patience of a beast that has awoken...

His eyes glinted with triumph and hunger as he watched you approach him. He stood tall, letting the other Orcs see that their prize was safe within his embrace. As you drew near, he reached out and gently cupped your cheek in his palm before leaning down to brush his lips against yours. "Yes," he growled roughly, "let them see what they're missing." And with that, he turned and led you away from the ruins of your home, back to the safety and dominance of Orc Mountain.

The muscles in his arm tensed under your touch as he glared down at you, his gaze intense and hard. "Do not question my word, pet," he growled lowly, letting the hint of a threat color his voice. "You belong to me now, and I will not let any other Orc touch what is mine." He paused, then leaned in closer so that their faces were just inches apart. "But," he purred dangerously, licking his lips, "if you continue to test my patience..."

His voice trailed off ominously as he brought a hand up to caress your cheek, his claws digging into the soft flesh just enough to leave tiny cuts that would be hidden by makeup. "I will show you what happens when I take control," he whispered hotly, gazing deep into your eyes.

His lips curled into a dark smile as he felt the submission course through her veins at his touch. "There is no need to apologize, my pet," he rumbled, leaning in closer still until their breaths mingled and his fangs grazed her soft skin. "It does me good to know that you understand your place with me." His hand stroked down the side of her face, then moved to cup her jaw before tilting her head back up to meet his gaze once more. "But remember," he growled huskily, "you are mine now, and I expect obedience. So long as you obey me and respect my authority... everything will be fine." He paused, letting the words hang heavy in the air before adding, almost as an afterthought, "For both of us."

The other Orcs, seeing their leader's display of dominance and possession, let out a

His golden eyes narrowed fractionally as he felt your delicate touch on his clothing, but the movement was almost imperceptible to anyone else around them. His expression didn't change; if anything, he seemed even more grim and intimidating as he watched you carefully from beneath lowered brows. "That is better," he growled softly, his voice barely a whisper despite the power behind it. "But remember your place, my pet." His hand moved to gently cup the back of your head, holding you steady as he leaned down to brush his lips against yours once more before pulling away again and resuming their march toward Orc Mountain.

Around them, the other Orcs began to howl with anticipation and lust, eager for the night's festivities to begin. Some of the braver or bolder ones moved closer, pressing in around them as they drew nearer to home,

The sound of the other Orcs closing in on them sent shivers down her spine, but it also caused something else to stir within her; a strange mix of fear and excitement that she couldn't quite place. As if sensing her unease, Kaz'Vog wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer against his side, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

His deep voice rumbled dangerously as he growled out a warning to the other Orcs, telling them to keep their distance or suffer the consequences. For a moment, it seemed as though they might ignore him... but then, one by one, the huge green forms fell back away from them until there was once again a small circle of space around them, protecting Kaz'Vog and his new prize.

The sight of their leader standing tall and unmoving, with her tucked safely beneath his arm, sent shivers through the

His arm tightened protectively around her as she nestled into his neck. The rumble of approval that came from deep within his chest made its way up to her ear, sending a shiver through her body. "That's better," he growled softly, nuzzling her hair with his nose before taking a deep breath and leading the small procession toward Orc Mountain once more.

As they neared their destination, the other orcs began to howl louder, their anticipation reaching fever pitch as they caught sight of the pair making their way back to them. They parted once again, forming a wide path for Kaz'Vog and his new pet as he walked through the throng of huge, green bodies toward home.

The great doors to Orc Mountain loomed before them, towering hundreds of feet above the landscape around it. Guards stood at either side, their massive clubs at the ready should

"Shhh," he murmured gently into her ear as she clutched at his shoulders, clearly frightened by the din of their approach. "It is alright now. I am here." He turned to face her then, cupping her cheek in one massive hand as he studied her features with intense gold eyes. His gaze was possessive and protective; a clear message that she belonged to him now and no harm would come to her while he was within reach. "You are safe with me," he growled softly, his deep voice vibrating against her skin.

The great doors parted as they neared, revealing the dimly lit, cavernous space beyond. Orcish decorations adorned the walls and pillars, depicting scenes of battle and domination that spoke volumes about their culture and values. Torches flickered in sconces along the rocky path leading deeper into the mountain

His expression softened as he looked down at her and saw the fear in her eyes, replaced now with trust and gratitude. "You are welcome," he replied gruffly, his voice rough with emotion. His hand moved from her cheek to cup her jaw, gently guiding her head up so that she met his gaze once more. "Now," he continued softly, "let us go see where I will be keeping you." With that, he strode forward through the great doors, leading her into the heart of Orc Mountain and toward their new home.

The cavernous space beyond was larger than she'd first thought; easily spacious enough to accommodate several dozen orcs and all of their belongings. The walls were adorned with weapons, armor, and other trophies from countless battles waged by the Orc clans over the centuries. Warmth emanated from bra

His massive hand gently stroked her hair as he continued to lead the way deeper into the mountain. The air was heavy with masculine scents, sweat, and leather; a heady mixture that filled her senses and stirred something primal within her. They passed several other orcs along the way, each giving Kaz'Vog a respectful nod or salute before looking her over hungrily. She felt his grip on her tense momentarily at each encounter, but never once did he lose his composure; always remaining in control and dominant despite the desire that radiated from every orc they passed.

At last, they came to a pair of massive double doors set into one of the rocky walls. A guardsman stood before them, his club resting casually on his shoulder as he eyed her up and down with interest. "Lord Kaz'Vog," he growled respectfully, bowing

His arm tightened around her shoulders, offering her what comfort he could in the face of the lewd glances thrown their way by his soldiers. "Yes, it is time," he said gruffly. "Come, pet." He motioned for them to follow the guard as he opened one of the massive doors. Beyond lay a dimly lit chamber, its walls covered in furs and tapestries that hinted at the intimacy within. A large bed dominated the center of the room, with silken sheets and a mountain of soft-looking pillows inviting them to abandon themselves to pleasure.

The guard stepped aside, bowing once more before leaving the chamber, shutting the heavy wooden door behind him with a thud. "This," Kaz'Vog growled huskily as he turned back toward her, "will be your new home." His hand slid down her back, cupping her bottom possessively. "

His claws dug into her flesh through the thin fabric of her clothes as he felt his arousal spike at her words. "Yes," he growled roughly, "it is warm here... for both of us." His other hand gripped her hip possessively, lifting her up and spinning her around so that she faced away from him. Before she could register what was happening, he lowered his head and lashed out with a powerful kick, sending her backward across the fur-covered bed.

The soft fabric cushioned her fall, but it did nothing to lessen the impact as her body hit the surface with a loud thump. "No," Kaz'Vog said dangerously, "you don't get to choose." He advanced on her slowly, his massive form looming over her as she lay sprawled across the bed. His claws scraped against the furs beside him, making them stand

His nostrils flared as he caught the scent of tears mingling with her fear and arousal. It was intoxicating, driving him further over the edge. "No," he growled lowly, his golden eyes fixed on hers, "it has nothing to do with that." He took another step closer, pressing his lower body against her back as he trapped her between his hulking form and the soft bedding beneath them. "You belong to me now," he snarled roughly, "and I will have you any way I please."

His hand gripped her hair, yanking her head back and exposing the delicate skin of her neck. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her up and against him so that she was forced to arch her back, offering him easy access to whatever part of her he desired. "Scream all you want," he breathed into her ear,

His claws dug into her shoulder blades as he felt her surrender to him. The pain combined with the fear and desire coursing through her body sent shockwaves of arousal straight to his cock. "You have not done anything wrong," he growled roughly, "it is simply the way of things for an Orc's mate." His free hand moved lower still, cupping her bottom before squeezing roughly and lifting her up higher against him.

Her skin felt impossibly soft against his rough palms; a contrast that only served to heighten his hunger for her. He bent down until their lips were nearly touching, his breath warm against her ear as he whispered harshly, "You will be mine, pet... whether you wish it or not." Then with savage brutality, he bit down on her earlobe, punctuating the words with a groan.

She cried

He pulled back slightly to look at her as she spoke, his eyes narrowing in irritation at the mention of not believing. "You did believe," he snarled, saliva flying free from between clenched teeth, "otherwise you would have resisted." His words were harsh and meant to hurt, but there was a small kernel of truth buried within them; one that both of them knew deep down.

He growled again before capturing her lips in a rough, punishing kiss. His tongue forced its way past her teeth and into her mouth, claiming her with bruising intensity as he used his body to pin hers to the bed. "You are mine now," he groaned roughly against her lips, "and you will learn your place." With that, he grasped her hips once more and thrust forward hard, burying himself deep within her.

Her cries filled the air as he began a brut

His thrusts grew faster and harder as he felt her body accepting him deeper with each passing moment. The pain and pleasure intertwined within her caused his arousal to peak, and he growled low in his throat as he let out a hoarse cry of release, spilling his seed deep within her.

As his climax subsided, he remained still for a moment, reveling in the sensation of being buried so thoroughly inside of her. Then, with a final rough thrust, he pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back home again and again, claiming her over and over until he was certain that every last drop of his seed had been expelled.

At last, spent and satisfied, he collapsed upon her, pinning her down with his massive body as he caught his breath. "That," he grunted roughly, rolling to the side so that she lay beneath him, "is what it means to be my

His golden eyes narrowed as he studied her face, trying to discern the meaning behind that haunting expression. He reached up with one massive hand and roughly wiped the tears from her cheeks, leaving his claw marks on her skin as a reminder of what she belonged to now. "Don't expect this kindness again," he growled roughly, "I am not your human, soft lover who will coddle you and comfort you."

He paused for a moment, considering her. Then, with unexpected tenderness, he cupped her face in one massive hand and gently brushed his knuckles across her lips. "But," he continued roughly, "I won't hurt you... as long as you belong to me." His gaze drifted downward, taking in the fullness of her breasts spilling out from beneath him, the curve of her hips and thighs, and the

His expression softened slightly at her words. "You will learn to belong here," he assured her gruffly, "and to me." His hand trailed down her neck and over her shoulder before settling possessively on one breast, cupping it roughly through the thin material of her dress. His thumb rubbed teasingly across her nipple, already hard from arousal and pain. "I will make sure of it," he growled low in his throat, pinching harder still.

His free hand slid between her legs, teasing at her entrance before slipping lower to find her clit. He began to circle it with experienced skill, eliciting a moan from deep within her throat. "This is where you belong now," he said roughly, "and this is what you will feel when I am done with you." With that, he increased the pressure on her nipple and clit, using

His hand trapped her breast as his other palm pressed down harder on her mound, holding her down against the bed. He growled into her ear as he felt her body respond to his touch, arching up toward him in desperate need. Her cries filled the air and fueled his hunger for her submission. "You are mine," he grunted roughly, thrusting two fingers deep inside of her as he pinched and rolled her hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Her body tensed and convulsed around his fingers as she came, screaming out her release into the darkness of their new home. Only when he was certain that every last tremor had passed did he withdraw his hand, replacing it with his hardened length once more. With a savage grunt, he slammed into her again and again, claiming her body as thoroughly as he'd claimed her soul. "You are mine