Page 28 of The Billionaire Orc

Heck, was that actually a knot?

Even in the cold water, Shona’s body flushed suddenly hot.

She’d heard it said that some species of orcs had knots. To be truthful, that was what had attracted her to the wolf, the idea of trying it…

There was a side to her that wanted that wildness, the idea of being filled up, stuffed full of cock, right up to the root. Locked on in the moment of climax. And she’d never quite reconciled her wish to play wild in bed with her desire to be in a loving, committed relationship.

She’d had the lust with Matteus, and in her youth, she’d mistaken that for love. The sex had been dangerous, edgy. Kinky at times. Too much so when the trust had gone. And in the end she’d wanted to be loved and cherished more than she’d wanted the kicks. She’d wanted to ensure her family were safe, that she was safe. That any children she had didn’t go craving blood and causing harm.

But what if you could have both with someone?

The thought set a buzz of arousal drumming low in her belly, followed by a sweet rush of warmth in the cold water between her legs. Heck, he’d better not come too close or she’d jump his sexy green bones. For a brief second their eyes met and unmistakable chemistry sizzled between them, then he dived into the water.

Elegant for such a big guy, he sliced into the blue depth with only the smallest disturbance.

And then he was powering through the water, freestyle, until he was just a few feet away from her. He dipped under the water and surfaced, grinning and shaking water off those thick green braids, the droplets accentuating the green of his skin.

“How about this, eh?”

“It’s amazing.” She kept her eyes off his huge shoulders, the nipples just visible on his pecs. And that tattoo on his chest, a larger version of the one on his brows.

But despite the cold, she was feeling luscious all over. The water was silky on her skin, and when he said, “I’m going to swim to the other side. You coming?” she couldn’t help but nod. She knew he was matching his big strokes to hers, slowing for her as they made their way to the other ledge.

Something moved in the reeds and she hesitated. “What was that?”

“Just a skink. Or a Toka.”

“What are they?”

“Very small orange frogs with green markings.”

“Really? I’ve never heard of them. How do you know all this?”

“From visiting with my dad.”

He hauled himself up onto a ledge and sat, completely exposed and totally at ease. And she couldn’t stop her gaze roaming to his cock, lying solidly against his inner thigh. Slack now, but still thick and long, the big bulb of his knot pulled up by the cold of the water sitting at the base. How would that feel inside her?

Could she take it? All of it?

She dragged her eyes away.

“I might stay in the water,” she called out, but her teeth were chattering. Really, was it such a big deal if they sat naked on a rock in the sun together?

Okay, she was going to do it. She hauled herself onto the rock next to him, aware that he was carefully keeping his eyes averted.

Leaning forward, he hunkered his big arms around his thighs—to be respectful, she guessed, of not revealing his huge member.

She wondered if he sensed that it fascinated her. How it magnetized her gaze, made heat rush to her core.

Oh gods, she shouldn’t have come on this trip. She’d known there was an electric chemistry between them. The fact she’d mentioned it to Ivy—clearly she needed to stop kidding herself. She’d been fishing for her best friend’s approval.

And now, only a day after she’d met Tor, she was sitting naked—yes, naked—with him on a warm rock.

But in all honesty, she couldn’t bring herself to regret the decision. And after a few minutes she began to relax as he started to tell her facts about the island. She stared up into the little cave. It was full of stalactites, like a fairy grotto.

“At night the fireflies light up the ceiling like a thousand fairy lights. I remember that so well.”

“It’s beautiful,” she sighed. “How can this paradise exist so near Motham, which is just a flat coastal plane?”

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