Page 26 of My Orc Nanny
I wriggled slightly, cradling that hard length, and he growled again, the kiss deepening.
Unable to help myself, I closed my mouth around his tongue, my teeth scraping the top and bottom, as I wanted to feel the texture of those ridges. Aswan’s entire body gave a jerk, and as he abruptly straightened, my stomach flopped over.
I’d hurt him! Oh no, I’d hurt him, right in the middle of—“I’m sorry!” I blurted, blinking up at him, tugging on his shirt desperately. “I’m sorry, Aswan, I didn’t mean…”
I trailed off when I saw the way he was looking at me.
His eyes were glowing.
He looked shocked, and his eyes were glowing green.
And that hardness pressed against me? His thick cock? I could feel it throbbing.
When he finally spoke, his voice was all raspy. “What you just did, Hannah, is enough to drive an orc male crazed. I’m trying very hard right now to control my urges.”
Urges? “What kind of urges?” I squeaked, wide-eyed.
His chin dipped until he was piercing me with that glowing gaze. “The Mating Heat. I want to throw you over my shoulder and drag you to my cave and claim you. But your kitlings are upstairs, and I am your employee, and this would not be appropriate. So for their sake, I suggest you leave right now.”
“Me?” I managed.
“Yes, because there’s no way myKteeris going to letmewalk away fromyouright now.”
Oh my.
That was…remarkably flattering. Especially considering I’d just snotted all over his shirt and confessed my deep dark secrets and everything.
You were the one who kissed him. He’s just taking what you offered. Any male would, right? It would be meaningless sex.
But I mean…I could get behind some meaningless sex right now. And tomorrow. And all week. BecausedangitI was a roiling ball of horniness right now.
And your kids are upstairs.
Aswan was right.
He was being far more mature and thoughtful right now, putting the kids’ welfare before our own needs.
See? This was what I meant. He’s an amazing nanny, and you can’t afford to screw that up.
Yeah.
Yeah.
So, with a deep breath, and very purposefully not making eye contact with Aswan, I slid from his arms and all but ran up the stairs.
To lock myself in a small bedroom with a tiny bed and try to ignore the way he made me feel in my dreams.
Chapter Seven
Aswan
By the end of June,I wasn’t certain if the gods of the ancestors were punishing me or rewarding me.
I couldn’t go longer than a few minutes without remembering the feeling of Hannah in my arms, or the taste of her on my tongue. I was in a constant battle with myKteer, struggling to keep from claiming her in the most primitive way, while also wanting her more than my next breath.
Yeah, I was screwed alright, and the only thing that kept me centered and focused was her children.The kitlings. How long had it been since I’d called children that? Giza, the oldest of us, had recently welcomed a daughter, and was crowing about the next generation of kitlings in this new world.
Other people’s children had only beenkidsto me. But Ben, Tova, and Joshy? They were more than just Hannah’s kids.They weremine. Mine to protect, mine to nurture, mine to care for. They were my kitlings, despite belonging to Hannah.
