Page 44 of Claimed By the Orc Lord

“Are you sure you haven’t gone mad, Kai? You seem—”

“Nervous.” I filled in for him before he questioned it. “I’m nervous. I was like… pretty sure I was straight a few weeks ago. I was going to spend the rest of my life going from job to job, and eventually my best friend was going to find a boyfriend or kick me out so he could fill my room with dildos and I’d be living alone in an apartment… and… I don’t know.” I turned my head, the intensity of his stare almost too much for me. “You changed that. I didn’t ask for it, but you did it anyway.”

His lips brushed my cheek, along my jawline, his tusks scratching against my skin, but his mouth was still so soft when he kissed at the wet sting I hadn’t realized was caught in my lashes. “You were never meant to be alone, Kai. You were just waiting for this. For me.”

I swallowed hard, but I couldn’t stop myself from nodding.

“I know. That’s why I’m telling you, I’m sure. I want this. I want you… so… I don’t know… whip out your dick and bite down, baby?”

Shit. There was probably a sexier way to say that, wasn’t there? The thought of him knotting me was nearly enough to make my entire body go numb with need and fear all at once. The thought of him biting me until he left a scar…

It was all overwhelming.

Intense.

And it sounded so good.

“Kai…” He said my name again, and this time he actually pushed up from the bed, and I was still laying there in a daze by the time he’d stalked halfway across the room. I knew what he was doing—he was putting distance between us so he wouldn’t just act on impulse and instinct. It was ridiculous, because that was exactly what I wanted.

“Come on, Nash. What’s the point of waiting? You want it, and I want it. So—” I stood, stalking after him, and he moved in a blur of motion that stole my breath. His hand caught my throat, and he pushed me to the edge of his tent, so my hips hit against the heavy wooden table he had set up. His eyes were a blaze of fire when he looked at me.

“What I want, Kai, is to send you running into the night undressed just as you are now. I want to hunt you through the woods…” He leaned in close, and his tusks scraped against my neck as he dragged his teeth in a slow line over my pulse. “I want it to be like the days of old when we claimed our mate through fierceness and demand. I want to fuck you where I catch you, knot you until you’re screaming for me. I want to bite you and claim you under the moonlight for the stars to witness and the gods themselves to envy.”

The pressure of his teeth on my pulse was almost enough to make me collapse, and the heat of his breath, the way his fingers were so tight on my skin I was pretty sure he was going to bruise me, pulled an answer from my chest before I thought it through.

“Yeah… no… totally that.Allof that.”

Annnnnd… I was pretty sure that broke him. For a good half hour, all he could do was murmur almost unintelligible words and kiss me. It had taken exactly fifteen minutes for him to cave, and he’d taken both our cocks in his hand and jacked us off until I came so hard I was pretty sure I’d melted every bone in my body.

And then he’d spent the next half hour licking me clean and pressing gentle kisses along every inch of skin he could touch until I was floating on a cloud.

Only after that, when I was on the verge of sleep, did he press his lips to my ear and whisper softly, “I will mark you, Little Mate. When we’re in a place where I know it’s safe for you to run, when I know it’s safe for me to hunt you… I’ll make you mine.”

And then… Nash acted like nothing had happened. We woke up the next morning and he pressed a warm kiss to my mouth that left my toes curling and had me wondering if we could go for round two. My body was sore, and my ass felt like it had taken more than just a spanking… but nothing felt broken.

Nothing felt like I wouldn’t be able to do exactly what I wanted.

Which… was why it was weird when he just rolled me under him and took both of our cocks into his hands and pulled an orgasm out of me that way. He licked his fingers clean of cum and kissed me again, feeding me the flavor of us both… then pulled me up and got me dressed so we could get breakfast, like he hadn’t fucked my brains out so hard the night before that everyone knew what I sounded like when I orgasmed.

At least no one acted like anything was different, other than a few knowing glances I got every now and then.

And… Nash didn’t say anything at all about how I’d propositioned him. We went about our day as usual, though I noticed he kept me firmly pressed to his side, probably so I couldn’t run off to go find flowers for him again.

I wasn’t going to do that, though. Obviously, I wasn’t exactly good at the whole sentimental gesture thing.

Which was why I’d thought the whole offer to be his mate would have gotten a better response.

But we carried on like I hadn’t said anything, and at the end of the day, he came into the tent and fed me fruit and cheese from his fingers like he had the first few nights I’d been here… then he kneeled between my legs and sucked me off so hard I nearly blacked out. By the time I came to, he was tucking me into bed and disappearing from the tent.

I was asleep by the time he came back, and I didn’t wake up until the next morning, when he had his lips around my cock again and two fingers buried in my ass, slicked with oil. I woke up orgasming, and when I tried to return the favor, Nash simply pushed me back down and straddled my hips, then stroked himself off until he came all over my chest.

This time he didn’t lick me clean… he just rubbed the cum against my skin until I was pretty sure everyone in camp was going to know exactly what he smelled like.

Once he was satisfied, he cleaned me up and helped me get dressed, brushing me off when I tried to bring up the whole mate thing again.

If I didn’t know any better, I’d wonder if he’d gotten what he wanted, and now he wasn’t going to follow through on his end of the deal.

If it wasn’t for the fact he was obsessed with me, only letting me out of his sight when he disappeared at night, I’d probably have accused him of it.

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