Page 32 of Fated to the Orc

The sound of skin against skin fills the air. The bed rocks beneath us, but I barely register it. I’m too focused on the way he feels inside of me, on the way his hips grind against mine with each thrust, on the way his hand wraps around the back of my neck like he needs to feel every part of me.

Every stroke hits a place inside of me that sets my body on fire. I cry out with every thrust, meeting his rhythm, clinging to him like he’s the only thing holding me to this world.

“You’re mine,” he growls, thrusting harder.

“I’m yours!” I gasp. “I’m yours, Varkul!”

“Again!”

“I’m yours,” I moan. “Only yours!”

He growls and leans down, biting into my shoulder. He claims me, and something primal inside of me responds instantly.

We are not just two bodies moving together — we are twosoulslocking into place.

Varkul pounds into me relentlessly, wild, feral, perfect. I want it. I want every brutal, perfect, throbbing inch of him. His cock hits a spot inside of me that shatters me.

I scream his name loudly as my orgasm rips through me, a blinding, pulsing wave that leaves me completely breathless.

The orc warlord follows moments later. With a roar that I feel in my very bones, his hips slam into mine and then he explodes inside of me. Thick, hot, endless.

I feel every pulse of it, every deep flood of warmth as his seed fills me completely.

Varkul stays inside of me, panting against my shoulder, arms wrapped tightly around me. I hold him just as tightly, because I never want to leave this moment.

Never.

And then, as the adrenaline and endorphins slowly start to fade, I realize what I’ve done.

Did I just do exactly what Dr. Kelly wanted me to?

Did I just get knocked up by an orc?

Did I just doom all of orc-kind?

Varkul

“This was a mistake.”

My mate’s sudden words cut a deep gash across my heart. I look up in surprise, her beautiful face still coated in a gleam of sweat.

“This was no mistake,” I say, my voice rumbling. “This is what we were made for.”

“Yes. No. I mean, doing thishere.”

I look around. This room, with its white walls and bright lights is not what I would have chosen for a first mating, no.

I would have preferred to do so on a mountain, overlooking all of my clan’s territory, shaded by a large tree as the stars appeared overhead…

But, any place where I can claim Evelyn as my mate.. is a good place.

“Is this space not to your liking?” I ask. “Then wait until you see my clan’s lands. You’ll love it.”

“Don’t you see?” Evelyn asks, her voice rising with panic. “We won’t get toseeyour clan’s lands. They will never let me leave this place!”

“They won’t be able to stop me,” I growl, offended by my mate’s lack of trust in me.

Does she not see I will move mountains for her? A few pesky human guards and some thick walls won’t stop me.

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