Jax didn't give the orc queen a single moment of mercy for the full hour. He fucked her like he wanted to break her from the inside out, pouring every ounce of his anger into her body with brutal and relentless thrusts.
But instead of breaking, she was enjoying her own ruin. She was completely mesmerized by the thick, addictive scent coming off their sex. It wasn't just her.
Even the spectators standing far away could feel that same heavy aroma in the air, and it was slowly making them lose control.
At first, all the spectators had backed away in horror. They were terrified just watching what Jax was doing to their queen. And why wouldn't they be? He had taken her in positions so brutal and degrading that it didn't even look like sex anymore.
He folded her in ways that shouldn't have been possible for a woman her size. He pressed her knees to the sides of her head, trapping her in a deep, suffocating mating press while he hammered into her without pause.
