Page 17 of Guarded By the Orc

“This is the best idea,” he told me, his hand moving to cup my breast. He released a groan, and I pulled at my dress, tugging it until it was off of my body.

He froze, watching as I sat up, stripping for him, his eyes huge in his face as he stared at every inch of skin I bared to him.

“Dear Gods,” he murmured, licking his lips, his hand trembling as he reached out toward me. “You’re fucking perfect.”

I hid a smile, preening under his gaze. No male had ever looked at me the way he did. As if I was something that should beworshiped instead of used.

“You’reperfect,” I told him, licking my lips as I looked down at his body. His strong chest was still bare, his muscles bulging and intimidating. I leaned forward to swipe my tongue against his skin and he stiffened, a serrated groan leaving him. “I used to dream about you. And I’d imagined us doing this over and over. I never actually thought it would happen.”

“Gul-ar,” he whispered, running his fingers through my hair, his gaze churning with all the things he wanted to say—wanted to ask. I ignored him, nibbling my way down his body. It was about time that I took what I wanted, and I wantedhim.

Veron be damned.

“Wait,” he murmured, gripping my shoulders, but I swatted his hands away, intent on my goal. I laved each of his nipples for a moment, making him shudder against me, his hands dropping away as he fell back against the bed.

Grinning, I continued my trek downward, licking each delineated line of his abs. Rudgar’s lips parted to speak again but when I gave the curve of his hip a little nibble, whatever he was going to say died on a groan of torture. His hands moved to my hair, burying his fingers in the curls—and making me wince a little as they snagged at the root.

“Gul-ar,” he gasped, his hips arching off the bed.

Just as I was eye-level with the goodies—still covered by those blasted, heaven-sent gray sweatpants of his—he reared up, tugging me off balance until I rolled onto my back. I yelped as he hovered over me, his eyes twinkling with a predatory gleam that I felt myself reacting to. My pussy clenched around nothing, telling me onlyhecould fulfill the ache that was there.

“Rudg—ah!” I released a cry as he latched onto my nipple, a sigh of pure bliss leaving him. I grinned as he cupped my breasts, burying his face between them. The happy sounds he was making made me laugh. “Having fun there, I see.”

“Mine,” he growled, dragging his sharp fangs along my skin. I hissed, knowing it would leave a mark. Biting my lip, I arched harder into him, hoping he would mark me more.

The dark chuckle that met me told me that he knew what I was doing. “Do you like that? Knowing that you’re mine?”

I nodded, even though Ireallyshouldn’t be telling him that. I needed to keep my distance—to hold my ground—but it was impossible when it came to this male. I just wanted to give in to everything he wanted. Everything I was realizing thatIwanted.

“Touch me,” I gasped, arching my back even more and trusting him—something I hadn’t realized I was capable of after I’d been kidnapped by Veron and his men.

“I’m going to touch you,” Rudgar warned me, a smirk playing on his lips. “And you’ll be screaming my name before the night’s out.”

I have a feeling I’ll be screaming his name long before then.

I gave him a mischievous grin, grabbing his tusks and yanking him forward until my mouth crashed against his. The wild buck of his body against mine told me that wasexactlywhat I needed to be doing.

“You’ll make me rut before I’m ready,” he growled, pulling away from me and flipping me to my stomach. I yelped as he smacked my ass, but I couldn’t stop the giggle that left me.

“Ooh, orc-handling at its finest,” I kneeled in front of him, spreading my legs and jutting my hips until I knew he was getting a full visual ofeverything. “How intriguing.”

I wasn’t ready for the male to pounce on me. I cried out as he gripped my hips, pinning me and keeping me in the exact position I’d placed myself in—rubbing his face against my pussy. His tongue dove inside me and I scrabbled my non-existent nails into the bedding—because I was a nail-biter even though I was trying to cut down on addictions. Although as I bucked against him, his tongue making me see stars as he fucked me with it—asthick and long as any cock I’d had before him—I wondered if I wouldn’t become addicted tothisas well.

Oh well. Everyone has their vices.

I whimpered as he pulled out, but only long enough to jerk in his arms when he gave my clit a hard suck. My eyes rolled back in my head and my arms gave out. Not that I had much faith in my upper body strength in the first place, butwe were right in the middle of it, damn it.

I lay on my face, my breasts crushed under me as I mewled with each suck of his lips.

Dearest Goddess Mother, this male is a God.

I shook in his arms as pleasure coursed through my veins. Lightning was gathering as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t breathe and then with one last, strong pull of his lips, I fell apart in his arms, coming harder than I ever had in my life.

My screams were muffled, but my entire body shook under him. He didn’t stop lapping at me, drinking my juices, until I was mewling under his tongue again.

He groaned against my pussy, flipping me until I was flat on my back, tucking my legs over his huge, strong shoulders until he could reach up and cup my breasts, a happy sigh leaving him as he pinched my nipples.

My back arched, and I ran my fingers through his long, thick hair. “Rudgar,” I gasped, my heels digging into his back. “Please.”

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