Page 28 of Claimed By the Orc Lord

I didn’tgetjealous… but up until a week ago, I also hadn’t got boners for dudes, so…

Live, laugh, love or whatever, right?

Did that apply to experimenting with monster sex?

Live, laugh, love… fuck an orc?

Sounded… plausible.

I was going to sayyes.

My eyes stayed fixed on Nash as he slipped into the water, my body backing up of its own accord—I didn’t know why, but every instinct I had wanted me to run just so he’d chase me.

Wanted me to get caught.

Wanted—

“If I touch you, Little Mate, I’m not sure I’m going to be able to stop until I feel all of you. I want you too much to listen to reason.” Nash’s voice was a deep, rumbling growl, a warning laid out with all the flashing lights and caution tape I could possibly have asked for.

It was like him asking me to tell him no—for someone who’d abducted me and kept me tied to a bed against my will, he sure was a fucking consent king.

Kinda sexy, if I was being honest.

“If you keep talking, I’m going to change my mind. So why don’t you shut up and get in the water?”

His eyes flashed in the moonlight, and then he dove below the surface without warning.

For such a big guy, he was great at not making waves, and my eyes tried to focus on the dark shape of him beneath the glassy surface, but the moonlight dipped behind the clouds just as I caught sight of him.

Apprehension poured through my body, that same delicious slice of danger that kept pounding at my nerves torun run run.

Only this time it wasswim swim swim,and I didn’t know what direction to go in. Nash’s warning of a random cliff drop-off played in the back of my mind, and by the time I figured it would probably be easier to head to the shore and hope that I didn’t traumatize the camp streaking back to his tent, it was too late.

Warm arms slid around my waist, and the heat of his mouth sliding over my dick in the cool water tore a shout from my chest.

My fingers dipped beneath the surface and found his hair, tangling in the strands where they floated in the water. My cock had already been half hard, even with the cool temperature of the lake. Enveloped in the heat of his mouth, I could feel myself go from half-mast to painfully stiff with a few practiced sucks.

Fuck, he was good at that.

And apparently, he wasn’t an orc… he was a goddamn fish. He stayed under the water, sucking me to the back of his throat and swallowing around me until my knees felt weak and I was pretty sure I was going to blow my load before I ever saw his face.

That would be better, wouldn’t it? If I wanted to keep acting like I didn’t want this, like I didn’t want him? Coming without seeing who was sucking me, I could pretend that it was just some hot chick…

With tusks.

It was shocking, the way I could feel them playing against my skin, but he was so gentle they never scratched or pierced the flesh. Of course, he’d had them his whole life… and I was getting the best blow job ofminefrom anorc. With a dick.

I probably couldn’t pretend anymore… but it was more than that.

I wanted more than this.

I wanted…

When his tongue flattened and licked along the base of my shaft again, the tip of it teasing into my slit, I let out a low groan and twisted my fingers into his hair, forcing him above the water. The only indication that he’d been struggling at all was the way he gasped for air, and maybe I was punishing him when I spilled forward and caught his mouth with mine before he had a chance to catch his breath… but whatever.

His broad arms wrapped around me, and he crushed me against him.

I want you too much to listen to reason.

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