Page 31 of My Orc Nanny

It wasn’t until I landed on the king-sized bed in the master bedroom that I realized where I was, and I had a moment of disorientation. It had been so long since I’d seen this ceiling from this angle…but then Aswan was there, bracing his hands on either side of my head, looming over me…

I had eyes only for him.

And when his lips found my neck? My eyes closed entirely, so I could focus onhim. On the sensations shooting through my body.

“I’ve been hoping you would come to me,dkaar,” he was murmuring against my skin, his lips and tusks sending shivers up and down my body. “I’ve been thinking about that kiss since last week.”

“Mmm, me too.” I stretched my arms around his neck, loving the way he was touching me, his large hands running down my sides, over my hips, and back up again. “I’ve been so…”

Horny. I didn’t want to say it, though, because it sounded so…crass.

To my surprise, though, Aswan lifted his head, a gentle smirk on his lips. “I know.”

I blinked. “What?”

“Orc senses are far stronger than humans’, especially our sense of smell. Normally, it doesn’t bother me, but…” His smirk softened to a sort of admiration as his gaze swept me. “I haven’t been able to ignore it,dkaar. Especially since I discovered how sweet you taste.”

“How sweet…?” I murmured, my own senses dazed by his closeness.

“So sweet.” His head lowered again, his lips claiming mine.

I should have felt overwhelmed. Scared, even, with him so much larger, pinning me to the bed.Thisbed, the bed with the memories of Travis…

Except now this was Aswan’s bed, and Aswan had been the one I’d been dreaming about for the last weeks. The one I was in love with.

The one I trusted.

He would never hurt me. He would never do anything I was uncomfortable with. He would never make me sorry I trusted him.

I love you.

I wanted to yell it, but I knew we only had now. Tonight. This weekend. On Sunday, things would return to normal, and that was okay. I needed to enjoy this now.

“Dkaar,” Aswan murmured against my jaw, his tusk lightly scraping as he nibbled his way toward my neck. “I want to touch you all over.”

“Yes!” I gasped, arching into his touch. “Please.”

If you’d asked me if this huge orc knew how to undress a woman, I would have saidonly in the most primitive manner. Like, ripping of clothing with tusks and claws, and you know what? I’d be okay with that.

But Aswan took his time. He undressed me gently, slowly. As if…

As if I was a present, a gift, and he was savoring the opportunity to unwrap me.

It made me feel desirable and self-conscious all at once.

Except…

After a while, I stopped feeling self-conscious, and focused only on his touch, becauseholy moly, Aswan’s touch! The pads of his fingers were rougher than I expected, and I knew it was possible for him to retract his claws—I’d seen how careful he was with the kids, after all—but it wasremarkableto feel them against my skin.

And then…

Andthen.

And then his tongue got involved.

“Aswan!” I gasped, arching against the bed. He was stretched out at my side, and chuckled as his tongue circled my nipple again. God, I wassoready, so aroused. I thought I might come just from that playful nibble. I really didn’t think my nipples were that sensitive anymore, but when he bit down on them?

I moaned, my fingers clutching the bedspread, not sure what to do with themselves.

---