“Come back, so we can beat your big green ass.”
“Nope. Done as much as I promised.” I stretch my arms above my head. “Heading home for an early night.”
As I saunter out, I sense all three pairs of eyes glued to my back.
“Have a nice night,” Kazmo drawls, “with Clem.”
Brody sputters out a laugh and even Silas joins in with a dry snigger.
I hold up my middle finger in a farewell salute.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CLEM.
“I’m going to be late for work—again.” Otis grins when we’ve finally got our breath back from another early morning love-in.
I’m flopped on his chest, legs splayed wide over his hips. Seems to be one of our favorite positions, but we didn’t knot. In fact, we’ve not done that as often as I’d like; there hasn’t been time for us to uncouple due to how busy life is. While our lovemaking is frenzied and often, Otis says we need time to laze in bed afterward for that kind of intimacy.
I get it, making love to a guy with a knot is a very different ball game—excuse the pun. And of course, those are in the equation too, those beautiful green orbs beneath his swollen knot. I love to cup them with my hands, especially when they are full to the brim.
“Don’t go,” I whisper now into his neck, loving the scent of him. Orc scent is so good. It’s hard to explain, but I’m sure his musky sweet and salty scent has something to do with the overriding need I feel to jump his bones as soon as he walks by.
“I have to get to work, babe,” he groans. “We’re getting to the pointy end of our mission.”
I roll into him and snuggle up, making a little squelching sound. Orcs do produce a lot of cum, and between that and my juices and lube, everything gets pretty wet down below.
I lay little kisses against his chest. “At least phase one went well, and Jax is safely back in the Labyrinth.”
“I know, and that’s a relief, but I need to check if we’re getting any useful intel coming through from that device.”
Otis kisses me, then gets out of bed and heads for the shower. When he returns, his green hair standing up in spikes around his head, I watch him hungrily while he dresses. His body will never cease to turn me on.
I sit up in bed, hugging my knees. “You know what? I’m going to the markets to buy some craft materials. I’ve got an idea for a present I want to make for your mom’s birthday.”
“That’s sweet of you.” He ruffles a hand through his hair, frowning. “I guess I should call Amy and the twins. It being Mom’s fiftieth and all.”
I just nod. I should tell him that I meddled, but I can’t quite bring myself to, not with everything else going on. I don’t want to raise his hopes, even though Amy said she’d come sometime.
“I’ll get something for dinner as well, it’s my turn to cook,” I say. “Missing you already.” I stand on the bed and he comes over, so we’re face to face. He rubs a big thumb around my jawline and across my cheek, before kissing me softly on the lips. “I want you naked in bed when I get back.”
“Your wish is my command. Shall I have these at the ready?” I point at the set of handcuffs on the bedside table.
“You bet.” He grins, his tusks gleaming and his red eyes dancing.
Even though I’m sated, I can feel the drag of desire already reappearing.
Yep. I’m insatiable for my big green guy.
After the front door closes, I go over to the window and watch him stride down to the jeep, jump inside and drive off.
And then I get ready to go to the markets. I have a plan all worked out for his mom’s birthday present.
But first, I pick up the phone and call Amy.
I get the answering machine. Guess she must be at work already. “Amy, it’s erm, Clem. Otis’s,” I hesitate, “friend. Just thought I’d let you know there’s a little party for your mom’s fiftieth birthday in two days’ time at her care home, so, yep, that’s all I wanted to say. Would be so lovely to meet you and the twins. And I know your mom would love it if you were there.”
I put the phone down, my heart pumping hard, feeling a little guilty for interfering, and worrying that Amy will think I’m being a pushy human.
