Page 15 of Orc's Claim
He runs his nose along my neck and buries it in my hair.
“What are you doing?”
“Claiming you. Declaring you mine.”
He can’t be serious, can he?
I put my hands on his chest and nudge him back. “I’m not ready to be claimed. By anyone.”
The ridges on his brow lift. “I’m a male of skill and worth.”
“Yes, you are. But you’ve only just told me your name. We don’t really know one another, right?”
“My name tells you who I am.”
“I don’t know about orcan names.” His eyebrows purse and he nods, the unmistakable look of disappointment on his face. “But I’m guessing your name means tall, gorgeous, brave warrior whose stronger than everyone.”
He laughs, so hardy and carefree that I’m unprepared when he lifts me up into the air. My feet dangle several feet off the ground.
“Put me down before you hurt yourself!” I swat his shoulders. “I’m too heavy for you.”
“You are as light as a bird, as beautiful as a flower, and I suspect you taste as sweet as hekka drops.”
I don’t know what hekka drops are, but my lower half goes all tingly at the thought of himtastingme.
“Put me down.”
“Only if you kiss me.”
“Eventually, you’ll get tired and have to put me down.”
“Is that a challenge, female?” His eyes light with that question.
“Do you want it to be?” I’m not sure what I’m doing here, other than flirting, but damn, I can’t stop myself. Everything about him feels so damn… r.
“Orcs thrive on challenges,” he says.
“One kiss,” I give in all too easily, because he’s a temptation too decadent to resist, like a scrumptious piece of chocolate cake. “Only because I have to get back.”
“I choose where I kiss you.”
Here or closer to the market is fine, as long as no one sees us, but he’s too smart to let that happen. “Okay.”
He sets me down, then clears an area of stones and branches. What is he doing?
“On the ground, female. Lift your skirt and spread your legs.”
“I said a kiss!”
“Yes. And you said I may choose where. I’ve chosen.”
CHAPTER FIVE
RYKO
This female is so vekking adorable. And innocent. I want to see what she will do. How she will handle my challenge.
“I can’t!” she says, shock tinged with fear filling her face.
