An Orc at College 2: A Contemporary Sword and Sorcery Harem Fantasy by Liam Lawson

Author:Liam Lawson [Lawson, Liam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Urban Fantasy, Contemporary, Harem
Amazon: B07PVWD42M
Published: 2019-04-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“What the fuck?”

The shriek ripped Trorm out of a deep sleep. He bolted upright, hand raised to throw up his shield spell.

Lilian stood in the doorway, face red and eyes wide. Trorm let his hand fall and collapsed back to the bed eyes closed. His sleep-fogged mind rapidly recognizing the red-headed paladin of Thodos, placed her decidedly in the “allies” compartment of his brain, and dismissed any possibility of a threat. His impact when he hit the mattress jostled his two companions, who made soft murmuring noises and snuggled their naked bodies into his. The feeling of it made him grin stupidly with pleasure and pride as sleep began to reclaim him.

“Oh, Thodos,” Lilian cried out. “I do not need to see this!”

Trorm felt the warmer of the two bodies in bed with him, which identified her as Winnie even before she spoke, shift and do a motion that he imagined was some kind of a hand wave. “Then close the door,” she said sleepily.

“There is no door,” Lilian cried out. “The idiot broke it down and this sheet he’s strung up doesn’t cover everything.”

The other, smaller presence in the bed shot bolt upright and let out a pathetic squeak. Nymal crawled over Trorm, who grunted as her sharp little elbows dug into his ribs. He forced his eyes open in time to see her sliding into his hoodie, which all but swallowed her.

“What’s going on?” asked Abigail’s voice.

“We’re trying to sleep,” Winnie called out.

“Is that Winnie?” Abigail asked, her voice drawing closer. Nymal began muttering quickly and casting about. “Pants. Pants. Goddess, even some panties.”

Trorm gave up on going back to sleep. They couldn’t have been asleep long. It was still dark outside the window. He sat up with a yawn.

“Thodos, Trorm put some clothes on,” Lilian cried out.

“Trorm’s naked?” Abigail asked, and her blue hair appeared around the entry to his room. The sheet had somehow ended up pressed to the far side and didn’t cover anything. “Wow, that’s something you don’t see every day. Damn. Hi Nymal.”

“Abigail,” Nymal mewled plaintively. “This isn’t what it looks like.”

Trorm grunted.

Winnie giggled and sat up. The motion made the sheet that had barely been covering them both, disturbed by Nymal’s departure, slip free and fall to the floor so that both she and Trorm were left completely naked. “It’s exactly what it looks like,” she said. “Hi guys.”

Trorm rather enjoyed the sight of his girlfriend’s nudity. Quite apart from her beauty and raw physicality, there was just something about the way she sat there naked, post-coitus, and completely unashamed.

“Oh, Oana,” Abigail cried out, cheeks flushing as her gaze landed on Trorm’s readily apparent appreciation.

Lilian shrieked, covered her eyes with one hand, and dragged Abigail from the doorway. “We’re not seeing this! Wait, did you seriously just call out to Oana?”

Abigail laughed. “Guess you didn’t have to wait for that orgy, huh?”

Lilian made a sputtering sound.

“Kill me now,” whimpered Nymal.

Trorm reached out, caught the panicking elf by the waist, and pulled her back into bed.

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