Reincarnated as the Only Human

Pulling out of me finally, Shelur rested her cock on my bloated stomach with pride, her emerald eyes shining in the light of the Forge as she stared down at me, taking in my sweat and cum stained figure before glancing over at Renna.

The red head was still knuckle deep inside herself, her face flushed from having to watch me get impregnated right in front of her, and that only made Shelur and I hornier the entire time we were engaged in this rutting, the Orc pounding me harder each time Renna let a moan escape her lips.

Shelur’s arms were on either side of me, the Orc leaning on the anvil and letting her own sweat drip down onto my skin and mix with my own, the musk mixing with her sweetness as she exuded a thick, primal scent that made my head spin a little, though the heat from her body was enough to send me spiraling down into my lust.

Dragging in deep breaths, the Orc looked me up and down before reaching up to grab my chin, her large fingers tilting my head back and forcing me to look straight at her as she loomed above me, only to surprise me by coming down gently to kiss me, the Orc being uncharacteristically gentle compared to the rough, almost brutal sex we had been having for the last hour or so.

The sweetness of her saliva paired with the warmth of her body as she kissed me melted me a little, and I was entirely open and willing to let her ravish me one more time when I felt her penis throb atop my body, but she pulled away after a moment and stepped back, ignoring her erection and how I pleadingly stared at her for another round.

Even after a dozen plus creampies, a few ejaculations onto my body for the hell of it, and three or four anal creampies for Renna, Shelur was still hard as a rock and ready for more, but it was her self control and discipline that really shone at this moment as she looked over Renna and I appreciatively, taking in our cum soaked bodies and nodding to herself for a job well done.

In a last ditch effort to have that monstrous penis back inside me to slake my bottomless hunger for sex, I coyly stared back at the Orc and purred ”So how does it feel, knowing that you’ll be a Dama soon Shelur~?”, something that made her cock twitch noticeably as she focused entirely on me.

Specifically my bloated belly and my gaping pussy, which leaked copious amounts of her semen onto the anvil, and I smirked at her as she bit her lip and unknowingly ran her hand up and down her penis, stroking it softly and maintaining her erection as she stared at me.

”I...”

Taking a deep breath, Shelur stared at me with a complicated gleam in her eyes, and I took this moment to just drink in how gorgeous this Orc was; her hard, defined muscles were shimmering with sweat, her tusks were just long enough to giver her a primal look which was only added to by the beads and other ornaments that adorned the two braids that framed her face, made from her bangs.

Shelur was everything you could want in an Orc and then some; she might have a cleaner, more elegant demeanor than the usual Orc, but I now knew that beneath her usual, everyday mask, a sexual beast slumbered, waiting for the time to awaken and let her instincts take over.

Perhaps it was those instincts that caused her to impregnate me, her body acting on its own accord and making her more aroused than normal as she swung her hips without a care in the world, shoving her fat cock into my womb and marking me as her breeding bitch.

For a moment I panicked, wondering if my own lust had clouded my judgement and made me do something that I shouldn’t have; if she wasn’t ready for a child, and didn’t want to have a child walking around in the world without her knowing - or her being involved - then wasn’t this something that she would hate me for?!

It was just a moment though, since Shelur pursed her lips and glanced at Renna - who was still recovering from her own orgasms at this point - before turning back to me, nodding her head and saying ”If there was someone I would want to carry my child, it would be you, Miss Astra. It might sound crass and primitive, but... Orc’s don’t just ravage anyone with a pussy. We seek someone who we deem desirable and capable of passing on our genes perfectly. It’s more than just lust; it’s instinctual. We find a... mate and take them for ourselves. Even if that means...”

Looking away for a moment, Shelur let out a sigh before continuing on, skipping past what we both already understood and didn’t need to have vocalized.

”I suppose I am more than happy to be able to say that I have found myself someone worthy of birthing my child. I am lucky as well to have been able to plant my seed inside a woman as talented as you are, Miss Astra.”

She gave me a relaxed smile, and I felt my cheeks redden as I stared at her, my lust forgotten as I instead realized that perhaps there really was a pedestal waiting for her to claim within my heart, and perhaps she already had found her place standing atop it.

”U-Um, w-well Shelur, do you... have you thought about what your child would do..?”

Shelur tilted her head at that, before answering confidently, assuredly, but also a tad perplexed, like she couldn’t understand why this was a question I would ask her.

”She’s going to be a warrior, of course.”

I blinked at her a few times, causing her to elaborate quickly when she sensed my own confusion, saying ”She’s an Orc, even if she’s a half blood. There is nothing more for an Orc besides battle, be it against monsters or mortals. It’s written directly on our souls to be warriors; that’s what Goddess Areseta decreed when she blessed us, that’s what Goddess Moriartra made us swear when she cursed us.”

Taking a step closer, Shelur smiled at me and said ”The same way a Catkin is born curious, the same way a Deerkin is born yearning for the confines of the forest, the same way a Dark Elf has a penchant for control... an Orc has the Goddess given fate to be a warrior. Something we all welcome with open arms. It’s just... who we are.”