Page 22 of Claimed By the Orc Lord

“Depends on what?”

“Are you going to run again?”

He looked up at me, honey-colored brows knitting together, then sighed.

“Yeah, probably.” He said it almost helplessly, like he wanted to lie to me, but he realized it was useless.

Something roared to life in my chest at his answer—he would keep running unless he realized he belonged here. The danger with Koth roaming free was… it was too much. The thought of something happening to him, even though I barely knew him, even though he’d yet to tell me much about himself, his life, his wants and needs and desires…

It was too much.

“Maybe you need a different method to learn,” I murmured, dropping to the bed beside him, and Kai seemed so frustrated that he leaned into my touch instead of immediately jerking away when I cupped his face in my hand.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about.” The rumble of the words were contradicted by the way his lids fluttered.

“You fight this just as bravely as you fought me in the woods. But Kai…” I moved closer, close enough I could feel the heat of his breath against my lips, that I could watch his pupils slowly expand as he stared at me. “You can’t fight fate.”

He shivered, and I wasn’t sure if it was my words or the way I pressed my body closer to his. I just knew that I was drawn into him, intoxicated by the heat of his body and the way he seemed incapable of stopping himself from gravitating toward me.

“I don’t want this,” he murmured in the same breath that he leaned forward, brushing his lips softly against mine like he was trying to feed me the lie spilling from his tongue so we’d both choke on it.

“Then tell me to stop, Kai.” I slid my hand around his waist, pulling our bodies flush together—it was impossiblenotto feel the hard length of him pressing against my erection. Impossible not to light up when his hips gave an involuntary flex, rocking his cock against mine and drawing a little pained sound from his chest. “Tell me to go, and I will.”

Was this the lesson? A test of his own restraint, of his own desire?

As though his body was answering for me, his hips shifted, rocking against me and drawing a groan from his chest.

“I don’t want this.” He said it again, and I lifted my hand and yanked on his bindings hard enough to hear the cord snap. Though his wrists were still bound, there was nothing to stop them from dropping down.

Nothing to stop them from wrapping around my neck like I was the thing he was tied to.

Like I was the thing keeping him anchored.

“Does it feel better to say that?” My fingers on his waist flexed, and I rolled our bodies, dragging myself into a sitting position and pulling him onto my lap in the same motion. With him straddling me, there was no way to ignore the feel of his arousal, no escape from the way our bodies lined up perfectly with one another.

But this was the only way I could control myself—the only way I wouldn’t flip him over and fuck him open with my tongue, my fingers, my cock. I wanted him stuck on my knot and crying for me.

But this…

Even though he said he didn’t want it, in this position, Kai was in control.

In this position, the only real master he had was his own desire. His own need.

“Mmm…” He dropped his head to my shoulder when my hands settled on his hips, fingers biting into his flesh so I could drag his body forward. “Don’t want this at all.” Kai pressed his lips to the pulse at my throat. “Youabducted me.” As he said it, he rocked forward, sliding his cock against mine and groaning at the friction, even though I was growing more and more frustrated with the fabric between us. “I don’t even know anything about you.”

“I would spend the rest of my life letting you learn all of me, if you wanted.”

He moaned at my words, and his fingers at the nape of my neck spasmed.

“I don’t want that at all.” Kai rolled his hips, grinding against me, a little harder this time, a little faster. It was like he was trying to outrun his lies, to find his pleasure before it caught up to him.

I wanted tofeelhim. I’d somehow already lost the plot that I came in here to teach him a lesson.

I just needed…

I neededhim to need me. I needed it more than I needed air, more than I needed the next beat of my heart.

More than anything.

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