Page 17 of Fated to the Orc

Yep.

They expect me to jerk off an orc warlord.For science.

I take a big, deep breath. Even if I could tell Maddy all this , I shouldn’t. I’m the big sister. She shouldn’t have to worry about me. She’s becoming an adult and doing her own thing.

I’ll have to carry this burden all alone.

I turn on the video recording.

“Hey Maddy! Everything is great here. No, actually, it’sperfect.”

Varkul

The dark haze slowly lifts.

I wake up in an overly bright room with white walls. They must’ve tranquilized me again. I try to move, and discover my wrists and ankles are bound tightly to a cold, metal slab.

Anger fills my throat — and then I smell her.

The fertile female.

My orc instincts roar to life as my gaze finds her instantly. She’s standing a few feet away from me, wearing a white coat, her blonde hair tied into a bun. A pair of glasses rests on the top of her nose. She’s studying a chart. The moment our eyes meet color races to her cheeks.

I have rarely seen a more welcome sight than this. She will solve all my problems.She will carry my child!

“You’re awake,” Evelyn says. A beautiful name for a beautiful creature. She glances down at her chart. “You’re not supposed to be awake just yet. They gave you enough sedative to knock out an elephant.”

“I’m not an elephant,” I say. “I’m an orc.”

“I can see that. More than I really need to.”

Her eyes glide across my bare chest, taking in my many scars and tattoos. She will see that I am a strong and experienced warrior from a strong clan. Having my babies will be a privilege.

“Release me,” I say as I tug at my restraints.

I can mate her much more easily if I have some freedom of movement. Lying down like this on this slab, she would have to climb on top of me and ride me. I am not opposed to that, but I prefer to be the one in control.

I want to have my hands free, to grope, slap, squeeze. And there is enough to squeeze on this gorgeous human woman. She is so different from the human males, so full, so round, so curvy.

That they are even the same species astounds me.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Evelyn says.

I pull at the leather straps. They do not give. Evelyn takes a step back, a flash of fear appearing on her face.

Does she not understand she has nothing to fear from me? An orc would never hurt a female.

“Please remain calm, Varkul!”

“Release me,” I growl again. “Release me so that we can mate!”

She grabs a syringe filled with a bright blue substance.

“If you don’t calm down, I will sedate you again, Varkul,” she quickly says. “There will be no mating — do you understand? No mating!”

I narrow my eyes. I do not wish to be sedated. I wish to look at this woman and bask in her scent for as long as possible.

It’s the only pleasant experience I’ve had since…hm.

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