Wed to the Orc (Arranged Monster Mates, #6)

by Layla Fae

I had barely said anything, and she had just assaulted me using 38 words.

this is me if you even care

I knew what sex was all about. Living with my sister, her husband and children in the small, two-room cottage, I had witnessed everything first-hand. I had grown so experienced, I could tell by the quality of my sister’s moans whether she was enjoying herself or not.

wtf that’s weird

But Lundark didn’t look like a wild orc from the horde. Dressed in loose linen pants perfect for hot weather, and a long-sleeved light-blue shirt, he looked well-groomed

I can literally only picture fully dressed and talking Hulk from Endgame

“What the fuck are optimal results?” “My mate howling so loud, all my neighbors can hear,”

Oh ok ya

“The oil is remarkable.” Lundark’s low voice came in through the buzzing in my ears. “You can take up to eight inches normally, you know. Yet now, you’re taking all sixteen.”

Girl is fuller than a church on Christmas Day

“You think an orc like me will be satisfied mating just once? If you stay in this bed with me, I will take you five or more times a night, every night. You will wake with my cock inside you, and your body and voice will give out by morning. Whereas I will be sleep-deprived and unable to do my job. Is this what you want?”

Jesus boy your stamina is tiresome