The Orc Next Door: A Sweet & Spicy Monster Romance (Tusks Over Toes Book 1) by Izzy Irons

Author:Izzy Irons [Irons, Izzy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Baebarian Books
Published: 2024-05-09T00:00:00+00:00

TWELVE

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Something ain’t right.

That big old rush of relief I get when Orlagh finally stops fussing with her key and swings open the door should have washed all my worries clear away, but… something just ain’t right, something I can’t quite put my finger on.

Tension lingers even as she stumbles in and closes the distance between us, though the way she’s undressing me with her eyes sure is a nice distraction from it, much better than polishing all my collectibles had been. A barrage of bar scents assault me when she tilts her little chin up for a kiss, none so prominent and overwhelming as the blunt, bright sweetness of citrus liquor still lingering on her lips or the unfamiliar perfume wafting off of what must be Brix’s sweatshirt, heavy and spicy with an undercurrent of something that makes my nose twitch.

Somehow I manage to keep away from Orlagh’s demanding kisses long enough to set down the rag I’m holding, greet Brix and Haf properly as they shuffle in—the former quite a bit less steadily than the latter I might add, running her hands all over my friend to regain her balance, or maybe knock him off his. Haf and I share a look of amused commiseration and I chuckle, wondering just how the hell I’m going to manage staying upright myself. Seems I can’t so much as take a godsdamn breath before Orlagh’s hopping up onto her tippy toes and trying to latch those sticky lips onto mine, eager to breathe it in herself.

“Godsdamn, sunshine,” I murmur, struggling to get the words out as she nips at my lips, licks at a tusk. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Rok—you—smell—so—good…” She’s almost slurring as she grips my face in her hands, punctuating each word with a kiss, practically moaning into my mouth.

Good gods, but these kisses she’s so set on giving me are sweet. Greedy, needy, and sweet—sweeter than that damnable liquor on her lips; Orlagh is clearly drunk, and I… well, I am an honorable orc.

I groan, mourning the absence of her hot, eager tongue sliding past my tusks and gliding against mine as I pull away, draining the reserves of my willpower, waging a whole godsdamn war on my body to put my big old foot down. We’ve never talked about what’s on and off the table when we ain’t sober, and well, I’d rather keep her at a distance than do something I can’t undo, painful as it is to pull away after waiting for these kisses all night. But guess I’d do damn near anything to keep from hurting her, keep her safe—even push her gently away.

“You smell pretty damn good yourself, even if you are half-pickled in sol-shine. C’mon, sunshine. Might as well get some food in you,” I place my hands on her lower back, steering her toward the kitchen as I look pointedly over my shoulder at our friends, “all of you, now, don’t be shy.”

Once we’re all sat at the table, forced to make eye

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