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The next fewdays continued in the same pattern. I bathed him, he teasingly did the same, making my body explode each time. I prepared our meals, though he now insisted on cleaning the dishes after while I stood nearby, trying not to fret that he was doing something I should instead.
On my seventh day in the orc kingdom, we ate lunch like usual and he went to his office after. I puttered about the house, tidying this and that before finding some books in one of the wall cabinets in the bedroom. Since they were written in the universal language, I could read them.
Funny, a few looked like romances, but I had to be reading the titles incorrectly. One that looked like it discussed the local vegetation sounded interesting, so I tucked it beneath my arm.
Jaus had softened toward me, and if I cared to name it, he catered to my every need. He kept our home supplied with butter, fruit, and vegetables, things I’d noted weren’t in the cool box when I first arrived. He tidied our home, and he insisted on preparing half our meals—while still cleaning everything after.
For a male who stated I was going to essentially be his housemaid, he seemed determined to do more than half my “job”.
If only I felt useful for more than washing my clothing and making the bed in the morning.
With the book in hand, I curled up on the bed and read. So far, I refused to call the bedroom ours, though I suspected I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. I was falling in love with my gruff, though gentle, orc mate, and there didn’t seem to be anything I could do about it.
Even more, Iwantedto fall for him, to care for him and give him the same pleasure he showed me.
The story I read was good, but my yawns caught up to me and I fell asleep, the book falling onto the bed beside me.
I woke with Jaus crawling over me.
“You’re lovely when you sleep.” The huskiness and hint of adoration in his voice were my undoing. I cupped his shoulders, holding on tight.
“You’re not ugly whenyousleep,” I quipped. This wasn’t exactly asserting myself so much as showing him I wasn’t a lump of clay he’d found in the stream, intending to mold it.
“I’m blisteringly handsome.” He shoved the book off the bed and tugged at my skirts. “And you, my pretty one,” He planted a kiss on my nose, “are much too distracting.”
“You came to the bedroom. I didn’t stroll into your office and putter around you to gain your attention.”
“You can do so at any time.” His lips curled up on one side. “I think I’d like to suck on your clit while you recline on my desk.”
Shivers of need seared across my skin.
“Did you have any plans this afternoon?” It was all I could do to speak normally. “Evening, actually, since late-day sunlight is slanting through the room.”
“My only task this early evening is to show my Rhoslyn what she’s missing out on.”
“I don’t believe I’m missing out on much.”
“I refer to my equally handsome cock.”
“I’m not sure any cock is handsome. They’re veiny and thick and the skin shifts across them when they’re touched.”
“How do you know so much about cocks?” His fingertip paused just inside my entrance and his thumb stopped circling my clit.
I wanted to jerk my hips up to impale myself with his finger. As always, my resolve was rapidly fading, and I sensed it wouldn’t be long before I demanded he give me all he had to offer.
Love for him had stomped its way into my heart almost from the moment I met him. He irked me so much. Teased me unmercifully.
And despite snapping at him, I loved being with him.
“I’m not a maiden,” I said, my voice throaty and husky. “As I pointed out to you already.”
His finger plunged inside me, and he shifted it around, stroking my inner walls. “Experience is a good thing. I don’t need to worry so much that I’ll hurt you.”
“How could you hurt me?”
He pumped his finger faster, adding another while rubbing my clit. “I’m big.”
