Page 25 of Song For His Siren
“Is Dru your real name?”
He smiled and shook his head. “No, Bridget said it would be good. My name is Khuldruk.”
“Cool-drook,” said repeated slowly. “Did I say that right?”
“Yes,” he said, giving her a nuzzle. “Is Calli your full name?”
“No, it’s Calliope.”
“Mmmm, Calliope. I like it,” he answered.
"Do these tattoos have any significance?" she asked as she let her fingers roam over his strong bicep.
"Yes. These are the bands of my clan. Each clan has a different band." He moved up to the band above it. "This is the band of the mountain orc. And this one," he said, pointing to the one above it, "is the band of the chief."
She looked up at him. "The chief?"
"Yes, I am the leader of my people."
Sitting all the way up, she gaped at him. "Hold on, you’re like the head orc or whatever?"
He nodded. "Not head orc. There are many clans, but I am the chief of my clan."
"There is so much I want to know about you," she said as she settled back into him.
"There is time," he said as she stroked her arm.
Her mouth cracked open with a yawn.
"Why don't you get some rest? We can talk more in the morning."
A bit of panic flitted across her face. "Are you leaving?"
"No," he said with a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I'm not going anywhere."
She gave a contented sigh and snuggled into his chest as she drifted off to sleep.
13
KHULDRUK
Aloud bang and rocking of the camper aroused Khuldruk from his sleep. He jumped from the bed, ready to fight whatever was coming for his little mate.
"Calli! Let's fucking go! We start in fifteen minutes!" a voice from outside shouted.
"Fuck!" shouted his little mate as she jumped out of bed, naked as the day she was born. "I'll be ready in a minute," she called as she threw her dress over her head.
"Get dressed," she said to him. "I'm late."
"Late for what?" he asked in confusion.
"Our gig. I have to be onstage in fifteen minutes."
He had totally forgotten she had a job to do. "Right," he said as he picked up his discarded clothes. They bumped into each other as they got dressed and laced up.
"Can you help me with this?" she asked as she started lacing her corset.
"Of course," he said as he pulled it and started to tie.
