Heart of Ice
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Category:
+S through Z › World of Warcraft
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,232
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own World of Warcraft, and so do not make money off it.
Chapter 2
Within minutes they were in her room, kissing each other passionately and already tearing at each other's clothes. She quickly removed her dress, knowing that if she didn't it was likely to get ripped to shreds, and she rather liked this dress. He managed to get his shirt off before they were on each other again.
He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist with his hands under her butt. She kissed him fervently, savoring his taste, her tongue dancing around his. Holding her against the wall he began undoing his own pants so he could free his already full erection and take her quickly. She groaned in anticipation, remembering the last time they had been together, which now seemed ages ago.
Cer'ango thrust himself into her with one powerful and graceful movement. She cried out with joy as he filled her completely. He drove deep into her, pulled out and thrust in again, each time hitting her deeper and deeper. She clung to him desperately, moaning sweet praises into his ear and clawing at his back. The wood from the wall at her back was digging into her skin but she couldn't spare it another thought. All she knew was the powerful troll thrusting deep into her, the raw smell of sex and sweat, the pure animal need that drove them both on.
She wriggled and writhed in the tight spot he had her in, sliding up and down as he thrust in and out of her. Sweat dripped off her brow into her eyes and she distractedly wiped it away, feeling that her hair was soaked. Her legs were trembling as they kicked out spastically, while her heart pounded louder and louder in her ears.
“Scream for me Lyeald, ya know I love to hear ya scream,” he grunted between breaths.
She smiled and said lustily, “Make me.”
He threw back his head and laughed before bending into her to greedily take one of her breasts in his mouth and one of his hands wedged itself between them to stroke her clit. He knew where her sensitive spots were, how to touch her, how to drive her over the edge, and he was wasting no time in doing it now. She could feel it bubbling up inside of her as he pounded into her, waves of hot pleasure rising up through her, threatening to burn her completely.
“Oh yes,” she moaned loudly, her hands gripping his hair tightly, “give it to me!”
He snarled and pushed harder, pressing into her, reaching impossible depths.
“That's it my girl, take it all, give me a good scream.”
His hard cock thrust into her particularly hard and she felt it bubbling up from her chest, reaching up to her throat as she threw back her head in one great scream.
“Garrrraaaaah! Mistress! Its going to explode!”
Two days later in Icecrown
She looked up at the bomb she had just set, ready to admonish the stupid imp for being so panicky. Of course it was going to explode, that was the point. But when she looked she saw the fuse was burning much faster than it was supposed to.
Stupid orcs, she thought, she came down here to help them and they didn't think to give her enough time to get away. Maybe that was the idea, in which case, she made a quick mental note to incinerate them next chance she got. If she ever got one. Her options seemed to be limited to either being blown up or falling into Nether knew what.
She didn't have time to think, so she took a step back and hoped for the best as she fell into utter darkness...
He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist with his hands under her butt. She kissed him fervently, savoring his taste, her tongue dancing around his. Holding her against the wall he began undoing his own pants so he could free his already full erection and take her quickly. She groaned in anticipation, remembering the last time they had been together, which now seemed ages ago.
Cer'ango thrust himself into her with one powerful and graceful movement. She cried out with joy as he filled her completely. He drove deep into her, pulled out and thrust in again, each time hitting her deeper and deeper. She clung to him desperately, moaning sweet praises into his ear and clawing at his back. The wood from the wall at her back was digging into her skin but she couldn't spare it another thought. All she knew was the powerful troll thrusting deep into her, the raw smell of sex and sweat, the pure animal need that drove them both on.
She wriggled and writhed in the tight spot he had her in, sliding up and down as he thrust in and out of her. Sweat dripped off her brow into her eyes and she distractedly wiped it away, feeling that her hair was soaked. Her legs were trembling as they kicked out spastically, while her heart pounded louder and louder in her ears.
“Scream for me Lyeald, ya know I love to hear ya scream,” he grunted between breaths.
She smiled and said lustily, “Make me.”
He threw back his head and laughed before bending into her to greedily take one of her breasts in his mouth and one of his hands wedged itself between them to stroke her clit. He knew where her sensitive spots were, how to touch her, how to drive her over the edge, and he was wasting no time in doing it now. She could feel it bubbling up inside of her as he pounded into her, waves of hot pleasure rising up through her, threatening to burn her completely.
“Oh yes,” she moaned loudly, her hands gripping his hair tightly, “give it to me!”
He snarled and pushed harder, pressing into her, reaching impossible depths.
“That's it my girl, take it all, give me a good scream.”
His hard cock thrust into her particularly hard and she felt it bubbling up from her chest, reaching up to her throat as she threw back her head in one great scream.
“Garrrraaaaah! Mistress! Its going to explode!”
Two days later in Icecrown
She looked up at the bomb she had just set, ready to admonish the stupid imp for being so panicky. Of course it was going to explode, that was the point. But when she looked she saw the fuse was burning much faster than it was supposed to.
Stupid orcs, she thought, she came down here to help them and they didn't think to give her enough time to get away. Maybe that was the idea, in which case, she made a quick mental note to incinerate them next chance she got. If she ever got one. Her options seemed to be limited to either being blown up or falling into Nether knew what.
She didn't have time to think, so she took a step back and hoped for the best as she fell into utter darkness...