Page 85 of Bound to the Orc Warlord

What I really need is life and love, and Ashley’s awoken all of that in me, shown me what I’ve been missing and given it to me a hundredfold.

Her smile lights my heart, her face beaming with joy, the love in her eyes the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I take her mouth with mine, feasting on her, pulling her smile deep into my soul.

She moans, her beautiful green eyes fluttering shut as her fingers clutch my shoulders.

All the wild adrenaline of battle rushes through me, bent to new purpose. Her, my moon bound bride. A crushing need bolts down my spine to my swelling erection. I must take her, knot her, fill her belly with my babe.

Ourbabe.

To have her with me through all my days.

“Please,” Hurtle’s dry voice says from behind us. “We don’t need to see that.No oneneeds to see that.”

“Hush, you big grump,” Midnight says, bumping her shoulder into his. “I think it’s sweet, even if the mouth thing is weird.”

“Mouth thing.” Ashley breaks into soft giggles.

My lips twitch as I turn to face the two unicorns. “Hurtle, I see you made it through with your personality intact.”

He tosses his silver mane. “Why wouldn’t I? I’m a delight.”

Midnight whinnies a laugh.

My eyes rove over my clan mates. A unicorn lies on its side and presses its horn to an axe wound in on orc’s abdomen.

Magic flares in a blast of color, and my moon bound gasps. “I felt that! That was a lot of magic!”

The unicorn’s head drops to the ground, even as the orc stirs.

“It’s their healing power. They can save someone from the brink of death, though it depletes them for hours afterward.”

Gerna moves among the less injured, seeing who needs help first. Olivia walks with her, conjuring needed medicinal herbs and tinctures. She and Gerna figured out a few days ago that Olivia’s magic sees all herbs as “food.” It’s proving highly useful today.

As they get close, the pixies flock around the human witch, crying out in high, fast voices. “We’re supposed to be asleep! But we came to help!” “It’s so early and bright!” “We fought well! We’re hungry!”

“Yes, I know you’re not usually up at this time of day. How about some breakfast?” She conjures a few waffles coated with the syrup humans like.

The pixies give a high yell of “Sweet pizza!” They dive for their trophies, scooping them off her hands and flying back into the shade of the trees.

“Sweet pizza?” Ashley asks.

“What can I say?” The other witch shrugs with a grin. “They’re kind of fixated on pizza, so everything I make they name pizza somehow.”

Gerna calls out, and Olivia hurries over, stopping only for a quick kiss with Ravarr.

Then my brother strides toward me, my mother only a few steps behind.

He claps me on the shoulder. “We did it.”

I pull him into a hug, letting him go only so that I can embrace my mother. Her eyes widen just a bit, and then she grins, leaning forward and squeezing so tightly every injury I have flares with pain.

I ignore it and hold her even tighter for several more moments before we break apart to face the others.

“I like this new you,” Rovann says to me, then looks at Ashley. “You’re good for him.”

Mother’s elbow digs into my ribs. “Told you that you needed a moon bound bride.” Then she strides forward to wrap Ashley in a bear hug. “I’m so happy to have you for a daughter.”

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