Page 13 of Guarded By the Orc

What the hell does that mean?I wondered, hurrying over to the front door and yanking it open. Peeking behind me, I gasped. Rudgar wasright there, filling my entire line of sight. He was so big, but he didn’t make any sound as he moved.

He was rocking on his feet where he stood, peering down at me, a predatory gaze locked onto me. “Going somewhere, Gul-ar?” he asked, folding those huge, muscular arms over his chest.

Giving into the impulsive urge I’d had since I’d met him the first time, I leaned forward and swiped my tongue over thebulging vein in his forearm.

His lips parted and he stood frozen as I ran away from him with as much speed as I could muster, aiming for the elevator that was standing open ahead of me. I barely made it a foot away before I was over Rudgar’s shoulder and he was striding with purpose toward his front door.

Oh shit. I shouldn’t have done that.

I kicked and fought, but he kept his sturdy arm wrapped around me. I yelped as his huge palm gave my ass a squeeze. Arousal coursed through me, swift and true, but when his fingers brushed against my pussy, a jolt of pleasure shot through me.

“P–Put me down!” I demanded, trying to push his hand away from my ass, but he ignored me, making his way toward the bed where I’d woken up. I eyed it with trepidation, swallowing hard.

No, no. Not the bed. Anything but the bed.

I slapped at his back, giving his ass a firm squeeze—because it was rightthere,there was no way I could stop my hand from doing it—before sucking in a breath and screaming bloody murder. He tossed me onto the bed, and my scream became a yelp.

We eyed each other for a long moment before I feinted to the left and scrambled to the right. With a roll of his eyes, he stopped me long before I could even make it to the bottom of the gigantic bed, one finger to my forehead enough to throw me off-balance.

“You’re not the boss of me,” I gasped, falling to my side before scrambling back to my knees—trying to gain some height and some dignity. “I’m going home!”

“You don’t even know if it’s safe there,” he said with pursed lips, crossing those magnificent arms over his strong chest again. “You’re just heading off without a plan.”

His words made my mouth drop open with shock.

How dare he throw the truth at me.

It was a well-known fact that I wasn’t a planner by nature.I was more of a go-with-the-flow type and while that usually worked, I could admit that in the past, it also led to some of my bigger mistakes.

Like being captured by the warlocks.

I hesitated, because even though I didn’t want to admit it, he was right. I had no plan, and if I accidentally triggered my powers outside of a protective barrier, it could call the warlocks to me. Biting my lower lip, I studied him, trying to find any weakness in his stance and expression. When I failed, I crossed my own arms under my chest. His eyes dipped right away and I knew I had him.

My breasts are his weakness.

I totally got it. They were great. Large and perky. Pretty much ideal if I was being honest. I grinned, hefting them a little higher for him. His brow furrowed and his lips parted—his fangs on display while I distracted him.

“I may not have a plan,” I told him in a prim voice, “But you’re going to help me.”

His eyebrow quirked, but he didn’t remove his gaze from my breasts. “I am?” he asked, licking his lips.

The shiver down my spine told me that I wanted this male to lick meeverywhere.

“Yes,” I insisted. “You may have beenslightlyright,” I continued, wincing when his lips quirked in a smile—but his eyes stayed right where they were. “I didn’t think it all the way through. I might need you to do some light recon on my mom’s coven. I want to make sure that when I go meet them, I’ll know exactly what to do and who I’m meeting.” I ended the sentence with a small shake of my shoulders and watched as his lids went hooded with lust.

Satisfaction coursed through me. I’d never felt powerful in my own femininity before. Butthis. This was intoxicating. Everything about being around him was showing that while hewasphysicallystrong, I could make him bend with just a crook of my finger. It was a heady type of power that I could already tell I was going to take undue advantage of.

Not for anything that could get us in trouble,I warned my inner harlot.Just for the necessary things.

It was hard to figure out what wasnecessarythough, when he was looking at me the way he was. I’d been helpless when Veron had held me captive. The grand warlock had made sure he’d rubbed in my face the fact that he held all the power in that situation.

In comparison, this huge male—who actuallywasmore physically powerful than I was—looked at me like his world revolved around me. I could get used to that feeling.

Nibbling on my lower lip, I tapped my finger against his hard chest. “Okay, big guy,” I said in a seductive voice, and he released a low growl that sent a flash of lightning through me. I ignored it, trailing my finger downwards until I touched the top of his chiseled abs. “I need you to look into them for me. Will you?”

His brow furrowed, but his breathing was faster than before—more shallow—as he licked his lips. “Okay,” he agreed, leaning down until our faces were just inches away.

I could have pulled backward—I definitely had enough space to—but I didn’t want to. This was the most pleasurable and fascinating thing I’d ever done in my life and I never wanted it to end.

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