<div class="floatright">(https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/006/763/746/large/lee-do-kyung-cdd.jpg?1501077532)</div>"And then Bedegar and Ruxvan will forever be one house," Elaine replied, a hint of fire returning to her eyes, taking Larissa's hand. "When I marry you."<br/><br/>Elaine let out an adoring sigh as Larissa pulled her close and stroked her rigid shaft. The inheritor of Bedegar let out a small laugh that turned into a sultry purr. "Dorokor taught me much, my love. Including the orcish tongue. And let me tell you, she is a true poet of her people..." She leaned in and bit along Larissa's neck with an uncharacteristic aggressiveness. "She taught me that Orcs do not speak of Man and Woman. Instead they speak of 'those who breed'," she thrust up into Larissa's hand, "and 'those who are bred'." She clapped a hand firmly, though not painfully, between Larissa's legs. "So in the eyes of the orcs I really<em>am</em>a prince," she said. Elaine's fingers began to rub slowly and firmly. "Or at least, I was..."<br/><br/>Bedegar pushed forward, until Larissa tumbled backwards into the bed. Elaine pounced on top of her, an almost feral look in her eyes, kissing hungrily, desperately. "You know what happened. I saw that look in your eye... You've already imagined me, impaled on Dorokor's cock." Elaine closed her eyes, pressing herself flat atop her lover. "I wasn't ready, Risa... I wasn't ready..." She took a deep breath. "I wasn't ready for how<em>good</em>it would feel." Bedegar practically snarled the word. "Until then, I'd always been 'one who bred'. That night, in front of the entire White Tusk clan, Dorokor bred me... made me 'one who is bred'." She was panting hard, the memory clearly vivid in her mind. "And I came so hard, Risa... Right there in front of all those filthy orcs..."<br/><br/>Elaine was grinding firmly now against Larissa. "So, now I'm 'one who is bred'. And I'll stay that way, Risa... I'll stay that way until I breed someone again." She leaned down, so close her lips brushed against Larissa's ear with each whispered syllable. "Will you let me breed you, Risa? So I can be your prince again?"