Scoring the Orc: A Fantasy Sports Romance by Celeste King

Author:Celeste King [King, Celeste]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Protheka Publishing
Published: 2024-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

17

EMILIA

It’s sick how my stomach flips when I hear his footsteps. I shouldn’t be eager. Not at all.

And yet, as Jurto turns around the corner, I can already feel myself growing wet. And as he comes to a stop behind me, I know he must see the flush covering my body.

“Emilia,” he rumbles, and my thighs clench. What is wrong with me? “What have I told you about being on your knees for someone else?”

No one else told me to get down here and scrub the floors. But I’ve learned after a few trysts that Jurto wants a fight. And I would be lying if I said there wasn’t a small part of me that liked making him battle me for it.

I whip around, glaring at him. “You can’t tell me what to do, Jurto.”

His eyes instantly glaze over and he leans forward. My core clenches, already anticipating the pounding I can’t wait for. “Will you ever learn that that smart mouth will get you in trouble?”

I open my mouth to argue but he hauls me up to my feet by my hair. I don’t mind it. In fact, I’m surprised by how quickly he’s giving in.

My palms slam against his chest as he captures my mouth with his. It’s a quick, brutal kiss, and he snaps back, sneering in my face. “I’ll just have to fuck that attitude out of you then.”

Grabbing my wrists, he spins me around and pins my arms behind me. My chest is shoved up against the wall as he pushes my dress up around my waist. I wiggle, huffing in irritation as he takes away all my control. “Let me go!” I snap.

He chuckles, running a hand over my backside. “Don’t fight me like you don’t want this.” Chills pepper the skin left in his wake, and I fight against him more. But I don’t want to get away. I want him inside of me faster than he’ll give it to me.

“Jurto,” I gasp as his hand delves between my legs.

A deep rumble goes through him as he swipes at the wetness there. “Just like I thought. A liar.” I gasp as he pushes in deeper. “Let’s see how long it will take to break you, little liar.”

It doesn’t take long. Soon, I’m spasming around his hand and then his tip is there, replacing his fingers and driving into me. He grunts as he takes me, hard and punishing, and I don’t have it left in me to do anything but enjoy it.

When he finally pulls out, our release dripping onto the clean floors, I can barely stand. He lingers for a moment, his hands trailing over my thighs. He’s started to do this more, like he doesn’t quite want to leave me.

But then he steps back, remembering himself. “Clean this up,” he tells me before stalking away and leaving me utterly sated. Not that it will last long. I have no more control than Jurto seems to in this scenario.

The moments after he leaves are always the hardest.

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