Page 83 of The Orc Chief's Baker
“No, I don’t want you obedient!” she spouted out only to have his lips quirk. “Stop it! You don’t have to follow my orders.”
“Like following orders,” he rumbled. A tremble flooded her as one of his hands curled around the base of her spine. “I’d follow any you gave.”
She couldn’t get out words.
“Trinia... what would you like me to do?”
Oh,rolls and rum, his voice was like something tangible. Alive. It nestled deep in her mind and made her whole body thrum with desire.
“My tongue does hurt.”
What? It did? She searched his face for any sign of pain and saw nothing but hot desire. His eyes were smoldering and his smile lit something deep inside her. Some wonderful spark that had been dormant and cold for so long.
She wanted him.
“Does hurt,” he repeated as his hand continued up her back. Shivers of delight quaked through her as he pulled her a little closer. “Will you help?”
Oh,Fades.
She leaned down and pressed her lips to his.
He tensed up, as if in shock. Blast it all! Had she read him wrong? Had he meant something else?
Too late now. She’d already fitted her lips between his tusks. He tasted as sweet as the honey he’d drank. He was so soft and smooth. The spicy smell of him was flooding her senses and making her a little dizzy.
She used her tongue to probe at the seam of his lips and he opened his mouth.
Only after she’d delved her tongue inside did she realize he’d opened up togasp.Too late now.
She pushed a little harder into him, and used the pad of her thumb to push on his chin, wanting deeper. He’d clearly never been kissed by anyone else before and hadnoidea what to do, but a deep groan as she stroked his tongue with hers betrayed his delight.
He tasted likebliss.
He made a little choked sound in the back of his throat.
“Breathe, Brovdir,” she said against his lips. “Through your nose.”
He sucked in a hard breath and then exhaled it on a growl that made her pussy clench with want. Feeling his tongue against hers, it was hard to forget how it had felt flicking her clit, pushing into her.
She clenched her thighs together at the memory. She’d gotten so slick!
He inhaled so sharp and quick it made her eyes pop open. His pupils had dilated to pinpricks, and he jerked away from her.
“Taste you again?”
She nodded before she’d even fully processed his request, and the grin of delight that flooded his features made her a little giddy.
At least until he swung her up and plopped her down on the table. Then burning need swallowed up every other emotion.
She spread her legs for him. “Yes, Brovdir. I want it.”
He let out a low growl that rumbled all the way from the tips of her toes to the top of her head and made her clit throb.
And then he pushed her legs further apart.
Chapter
Twenty-Four
