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I hefted my mace to reinforce my point. “I need to spend my nights resting in preparation for the next day’s duties, not rutting you.”
“When did I ask you to rut me?” she asked, her palms too warm on my back. Each time she slid them across my skin, lust ripped through me.
“You ran through the woods on the night of the hunt.”
“If you don’t want two of us to leave the fortress and run through the woods at night, don’t make that an annual requirement.”
“We provide you with protection in exchange for this,” I bellowed, frustration and irritation with my situation pouring through me.
“There’s no need to snarl.”
“I’m speaking in a normal tone. I’m not snarling.”
“It sure seems like you are from where I’m . . . lying.”
Because her heady scent kept hitting my senses like a club to the side of my skull, I lowered her to the ground, though I kept a tight grip on her wrist. I may not want her, but I wasn’t going to allow her to flee.
“Why not let me go if you don’t want a mate?” she asked, peering up at me with incredible blue eyes the exact color as my Feyla. Her pale hair was common among her people, though it was the exact opposite of an orc’s dark strands woven through with clan colors.
Would our orclings be gifted with her coloring or mine?
A growl shot up my throat, and I stomped along the trail, tugging her with me, though I slowed my pace when I noted she had difficulty keeping up. I didn’t want her to fall or scrape her tender skin.
“You’re my mate whether I want you or not,” I said.
She frowned. “It’s not as if we’re wedded and everyone’s saying you can’t divorce me.”
“There’s no divorce among true mates.”
Her lips twisting, she shook her head. “That sounds like a tough situation if the couple doesn’t get along.”
My footsteps slowed as I approached the meadow where I’d left Feyla. “You’ll fall in love with me and be content with what you have.I’llbe the one finding a way to get along.”
She snorted. “Love needs to be earned, and at this rate, I can’t ever seeyouearning my love.”
I huffed. “Why aren’t you afraid of me?”
“It’ll take more than an orc dragging me through the forest to spark fear in my heart.” She spoke with a lift of her tiny chin, but a subtle tremor came through her voice. “I will say, however, that I’m grateful you don’t wish to rut with me.”
The problem was, my body did, even if my mind was not in agreement. She was my mate. I would do my duty to produce orclings with her body.
She was winded already. If she were one of my subordinates, I’d make her run for many months until she developed sufficient stamina.
Was that appropriate to ask of a mate?
“I said I don’twishto rut with you. That doesn’t mean I won’t.” I paused, peering through the spindly trees toward the meadow. It paid to approach every situation with care, though I doubted Feyla would allow a threat to come near.
“You’re saying I must expect you to pounce on me soon.”
“Pounce?”
“You know.” She waved to my cock straining against the leather of my loincloth. “Impale me with that thing.”
“I will not impalethat thinginside you unless you beg.” Which she would do. I didn’t take females against their will.
With this female, I sensed persuasion would work well in my favor.
She was my mate even if I didn’t want her. I’d claim her despite my interest in setting her aside.
