Page 18 of Fated to the Orc

I cannot recall a single experience as pleasant as this.

“That’s better,” she says, placing the syringe back on the table. “Now, where was I?”

“You were about to explain why there will be no mating.”

“Once again: not a baby-maker,” Evelyn says. “I don’t know how many times I will have to repeat that.”

“Then how will we know if humans and orcs can make babies together?”

“Good old fashioned scientific research,” Evelyn says as she slips a pair of gloves on. “From what I’ve read in your file, you have been unwilling to donate your semen for testing so far. Is that true?”

I raise my chin in the air defiantly.

“An orc’s seed is not spilled lightly. It is meant for his mate and his mate alone — not be deposited into some sterile cup.”

“I hear what you’re saying, but Ineeda sample for my research, Varkul. You want to save your people, right?”

My nostrils flare as I exhale loudly.

“That’s what I thought,” Evelyn says with a hint of resignation in her voice. “Still, I need that sample. That is why I will be extracting the sample…manually.”

“Manually?”

“Manually,” she says as she takes a step towards me. Her voice quivers slightly, her hand trembling a she moves it towards my leather pants. “If you refuse to do it, then I will simply have to do it for you.”

The moment her hands brush against my abdomen my heart-rate skyrockets.

The human woman unbuttons my pants, her hands slowly working them down my hips.

Evelyn sucks in a breath.

“Lord have mercy,” she says.

Evelyn

That’sone big green orc cock.

There’s no other way to describe it. Well, that’s not entirely true. I could call it beautiful. Sensational.Magnificent.

Or, I could be scientific. I’m a scientist, remember?

I could write down in my notes:Subject exhibits a notably large phallus, estimated at approximately ten inches in length when erect. The organ has a dark-green tone, consistent with the subject’s overall pigmentation. Prominent superficial veins are visible along the shaft, suggesting robust vascularization. The glans is bulbous, well-defined, and proportionally large relative to the shaft.

But, such medical jargon wouldn’t do it justice.

No. What I’m looking at is one bonafide big fat green orccock.

Varkul is looking right at me. Judging my reaction. I cannot give him the slightest hint that I might be interested in him or his throbbing orc penis — that would give him the wrong idea.

He already thinks that my womb belongs to him. I need to remain strictly professional, or else I’llneverdissuade him from that notion.

Orcs are ego-driven warriors. He doesn’t need to know his throbbing orc cock is strangely enticing.

“Your heart is racing,” Varkul says.

“A normal reaction before starting an important medical procedure,” I blab.

“Your pupils are dilated as well.” He sniffs. “And I smell…”

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