Captured by the Orc by Mina Carter

Captured by the Orc by Mina Carter

Author:Mina Carter [Carter, Mina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mina Carter


Chapter Seven

She was more than screwed. She was fucked.

Kelly leaned her head back against the tree and tried to catch her breath. Her arms were wrapped around Karak’s broad shoulders as he panted, cock still hard and throbbing against the slick lips of her pussy. She didn’t know what had happened. She should have said no, pushed him away. Instead, she’d let him screw her against a tree. In broad daylight. In public. She bit back her squeak. Anyone could have seen them.

The worst thing about it… She’d loved it. She’d even clung to him and begged for more.

Shaking his head, he stepped back to rearrange his clothing. She had to grab the tree for support, her legs as weak as a kitten’s. He finished fixing his loincloth and looked up. His eyes widened and a hint of color touched his cheeks as he took in her disheveled appearance. Another expression washed over his face, but it was gone almost as soon as she saw it.

She bit her lip as he lifted his hand and muttered a few words. The air whirled around her in a chaotic dance, catching her clothing and tugging at her hair. She squeaked in surprise, trying to cover her face and head as it pinched and pulled. Finally, it died down and she risked a look from under her arm.

Karak watched her, an amused look in his eyes.

What the…

“Was that…” She blinked and shook her head. “I can’t believe I’m asking this, but was that… magic?”

He gave her an odd look. “Of course,” he snorted. “What else would it be?”

Shit… he… she… magic? She took a deep breath as his words from earlier replayed in her mind. Okay, so not only was she not in Kansas, but she wasn’t even in a place that had humans. Well shit.

She checked herself quickly to make sure the… whatever the fuck that was hadn’t done anything nasty, like give her donkey’s ears or a beak. Nope, her ears were fine, as small and rounded as they always had been, and her nose felt quite normal.

“Don’t worry. I only had it mend your clothes. I…didn’t mean to damage them,” he admitted abruptly, watching her.

He was right. Her hands dropped to her crotch, finding her skirt and panties in place. She looked up at him with wide eyes.

“There won’t be a camera crew jumping out of the bushes. Will there?” she asked in a small voice and then kicked herself. She knew better than to show fear. Like with dogs, if they had half a suspicion that you were terrified, you were screwed.

“No idea what a camera crew is, but goblins hide in these bushes. It ain’t a place you want to be.”

He grunted as he took her arm and continued walking. Since it was walk or be dragged, she trotted to keep up. Not an easy task over the mud and undergrowth as he led her into what looked to be the worst festival she’d ever seen or a group of army tents made of a collection of canvas and furs.



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