My grin turned more natural as I loomed over him. “Yes it is, and I’m glad you see that.” Smirking, I swung one leg over his stomach until I was straddling him, then scootched backward. “For now, we have to look ahead. To the future.”
Even if I didn’t have a future with him, I was going to help him be at peace.
With a hum, he dropped his hands to my hips and shifted until his hardening cock rested against my ass. “Oh yeah? And how do you think we could make that happen?”
“Well, the way I see it…” With a wicked grin, I lifted my weight on my knees so his cock fell forward, and I could lower myself to slide along it, trapping its ridged length between my pussy and his torso. “As your employee, my job is basically human-orc relations, yeah?”
I slid along him again, sighing as his ridges tantalized my lips. His eyes flared green, and his claws extended just slightly to dimple my skin.
“Relations, huh?” He grinned in the darkness. “You think you could change my mind about humans?”
I’d done so already!
I lifted again, settling the tip of his cock against my entrance. “I’ll have to work very hard.”
He hummed. “I have a position I think you’d be a good fit for.”
Ha! “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”
With his hold on my hips, Abydos eased me down over his cock. “No, my little human. Thankyou.”
As soon as I was fully seated, my orgasm slammed into me, and I arched into his hold. “Yes sir!”
His chuckle in the darkness was all I needed.
Chapter Twelve
Abydos
“Thank you for your time, Abydos,”Sakkara said solemnly, shaking my hand as we stood in the front foyer. “I appreciate you not only meeting with me but also considering my suggestions.”
“Yeah, well…” I shrugged awkwardly, finding it strange that this male, ourD’malk, could still make me feel like that wounded young male who needed saving. “I can see that all of you have found happiness here in Eastshore. If my guys want a chance at that, I’m not going to stand in their way.”
I’d been right about the purpose of this meeting; Sakkara had come to pick my brain about the possibility of inviting the orcs who worked for Vengeance Mine out here to Eastshore to live among more of their kind.
The other male nodded solemnly. “If they make that choice, it could cause you a headache to lose them, so I want you to know how much this means to us. To us all. Having our brothers around us brings us peace, and this town is welcoming to us.”
“Yeah,” I repeated, my eye caught by the little tray of pumpkins and scented candles Riven had arranged on one of the tables. “It is.”
Eastshore was cozy as hell, and to my surprise, I had no desire to leave. It made me feel…comforted.
To my surprise, Sakkara clapped me on my shoulder. “We are grateful that you’re here, and I’m happy for your new stage in this life. Riven is a delightful female.”
“She is.” But why in the hells would Sakkara announce that? MyKteergrowled, offended by the idea of another male—even a happily Mated one—admiring my little human. I frowned, hating how itchy and on edge the mention of her made me.
She was in the kitchen right now, preparing our lunch. I could hear the cleaners in my bathroom and the sound of a car on the driveway outside, but for this? I didn’t need tohearRiven to know where she was in my space—I justknew. And the thought of Sakkara calling her delightful really pissed me off.
Luckily, I didn’t have to pretend to be polite, because the other male reached the door then. He nodded to me once more before he stepped out onto the porch where he’d presumably left his car.
My phone began to ring, and I dug it out of my pocket. “Sylvik, perfect timing,” I greeted him as I picked up. “My last meeting just left. How can I help you?”
“Yeah, Iknowhe just left, I’mlookingat him!” My assistant sounded a little panicky. “Are you alright, Abydos? There’s a bunch of cars out here.”
Frowning, I yanked open the front door to watch Sakkara driving off…and a rental SUV pulling in. Slowly my expression eased into shock. “Sylvik, are you dropping by for a surprise visit?”
“Someone had to check on you.” The SUV turned off. “Abydos, you’re not acting like yourself—what are all these people doing here?” The door opened, and sure enough, Sylvik climbed out, still holding the phone to his ear as he marched toward me. “I’m not sure if you’re sick or what, but it was getting concerning.”
By this point, he was almost to the steps, so I hung up on him and shoved the phone in my pocket with a little grin.