19. Renowlf

I am a monster. A monster driven by primal need and the desire to claim what is mine. So, I capture her lips with a hunger that leaves us both breathless and my body aching for more.

My first taste of her is sweet, intoxicating, uniquely Mia. With our bodies pressed together, I feel her heartbeat sync with mine. And when she wraps her arms around my waist, I claim her mouth again, my need for her an unquenchable thirst.

At first, her lips are hesitant, unsure of how to respond to mine. Then, something changes. Her lips soften and she opens her mouth, inviting my beast to taste her more fully. A growl rumbles up from my chest as I accept her invitation.

Our tongues tangle together, touching, tasting, exploring. A fire ignites within me, burning so hot that I almost wonder if I will burst into flames.

Mia feels it, too. I can tell by her response, from the scent of her arousal which grows more enticing with every stroke of my tongue against hers. With her mouth, she gives and takes with surprising ferocity, making me wonder how much longer I can wait to consummate our union.

With a quiet moan, her body presses firmer against mine, her soft curves molding to my hard muscles, driving me to the edge of madness. I tighten my hold, pulling her closer still, needing to feel every inch of her against me.

My cockspikes throb with need, aching to release their seed in her fertile womb. I can barely contain my beast, who would like nothing more than to hike up Mia"s robe and plunge inside her warmth, bringing us both to ecstasy.

Eventually, she breaks the kiss, gasping for breath, although she does not pull away. Her face is flushed, her full lips swollen and glistening wet. She looks beautiful.

Her eyes, glazed with passion, look up at mine. I see a hint of uncertainty in them. Yet there is something else there, too. Raw, unchecked desire.

"I don"t think you"re a monster, Renowlf," she whispers. "I would never think that."

Her words are a calming balm on my beast, and I draw in a ragged breath. "And I would send you back to Earth if I could," I tell her. When the words slip through my lips, I almost believe them.

Her hands come to my chest, then travel up my torso and wrap around my neck. "Why can"t you?"

"Orcs have no need to leave our homeland, so we have not mastered off-world travel."

"But there"s a spaceport for traders and supply ships."

I nod. "Yet there is no one who could be trusted to return such a delectable female to her home world. There is no treasure large enough to ensure your safety, Mia. Orgel was one of the more honorable traders who visited our port."

She shudders at the mention of the dead male who abducted her and planned to sell her as a breeding slave, and I see in her eyes the moment she accepts this truth.

"Since I can"t go home," she says, her voice low and hesitant, "there is something else you could do for me." She pauses, biting her lip. "Something that might make it easier for me to adjust to your world and less painful to leave mine behind."

"Tell me, what might that be?"

"When Orgel presented me to you at court, he mentioned taking females from Earth. As in, more than one. More than just me. If there are other humans on this planet, I want you to find them, Renowlf. Save them. Give them a safe place to live."

"I will dispatch a search team at the earliest possible moment." Of course, I grant her request. Does she not realize I will do whatever I can to ensure her happiness?

A smile spreads across her face, lighting up her beautiful features. "Thank you."

"Anything for my future queen," I say with a slight bow of my head. And then, because I know she does not like demands, I add, "That is, if you are willing to rule by my side…to become my mate…to share my bed…to bear my heirs."