Page 11 of Agor

I stilled, frozen in horror. I almost did it. I’d come so close to being free. But the damn manacle was still around my ankle.

In a desperate attempt to keep him silent, I grabbed his neck with both hands. It was so thick, I’d need two more hands to circle it fully.

Maybe I could threaten him with the knife to stop him from calling for help?

“I’m good,” he replied, loudly but calmly, sending a jolt of disbelief through me.

What game was he playing?

All he had to do was to call someone in, and they would...

They would see him all trussed up like a goose ready for the oven, and his entire keep would know what the captive human woman did to their chief.

“Bula and Violette can sleep in their own beds tonight,” he said, sounding rather cheerful, considering his position. “The human proved more entertaining than I thought.”

“I’m not entertaining you,” I hissed, digging my fingers into the thick cords of his neck muscles. “Trust me, as soon as I get the key, I’ll be on my way.”

Still, he wouldn’t alert his men, raking his eyes over my face and chest.

“What’s your hurry?” he said with a lazy smile. “You’ve got me where you want me. Why leave now?”

With my hands on each side of his neck and my head bent to his, I realized it looked like I was about to kiss him.

I shoved him away with a little more force than necessary. He swayed on the chain backwards, and when he came forward like a pendulum, he opened his mouth and closed it over my breast.

Startled, I pressed my hands into his shoulders to push him away. The tip of my breast fit neatly between his tusks. He found my nipple with his tongue through the fabric of my tunic, making it instantly hard.

“Dammit,” I groaned, and instead of pushing him away again, I drew him closer.

He raked his teeth over my nipple, rolling it and tugging at it. My desire burst from glowing embers into a flame.

It’d been a while since a man touched me. And even when they did, no one had ever nibbled on my nipples like he’d been starving all his life, his tusks digging into my flesh, his growls rolling with heat over my skin.

Sliding my hands to the back of his head, I arched my spine, pressing into his mouth. Heat pooled between my legs, my inner muscles clenching with need.

Gathering all my strength, I finally shoved him away in a desperate attempt to come to my senses.

He licked his lips, devouring me with his eyes.

“Take off your shirt, girl, and give me your other tit too.”

I glanced at the wet spot he left on the front of my tunic. My underpants were just as wet, too, now. But every moment I stayed here, the risk of someone coming in grew. There was also a chance that he might scream for help, after all.

“I know the game you’re playing,” I said, uncertainly. “You want to distract me.” Then, when my guard was down, he’d gain the upper hand again.

“Can’t you see, sweet pie?” he growled. “You’ve shocked and surprised me. You made me want you so much, I can hardly breathe. I’d die if I don’t get to fuck you tonight.”

I measured him with a mocking glance. “Fuckingwould be actually impossible in the position you’re in. Don’t you think?”

“But I’m in the perfect position to suck on your tits. Take off your shirt. Give them to me. Use me,” he almost begged.

He had the men on the other side of that door, ready to barge in and rescue their chief. He also had at least two willing women who’d gladly spend the night with him. Yet he sent them all away, choosing to remain at my mercy.

The feeling of power over the mighty orc proved heady. My mind was reeling. But I couldn’t lose my head completely. First thing first. I had to get free from my chain.

“Key,” I rasped. “Where is it?”

I swung him around, then patted his side, finding another pocket.

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