The Orc and the Innkeeper (Elderberry Falls, #1)

by Cora Crane

“Have you properly groveled yet? Because from what you’ve told me, it sounds like you’ve barely apologized, let alone made a real effort to atone for your past actions.”

It’s a strange kind of magic, this: the power of sincere words spoken by someone you never thought capable of them.

If we were really together, I’d shut the bar down for the night and fuck her on every surface, giving her orgasm after orgasm until she couldn’t see straight.

“Mariah isn’t just some passing fling. She’s the love of my life, and I’ll be damned if I let anyone, even my own blood, disrespect her.”

“When you love someone,” I say softly, looking up toward Thorak, “that love has the power to overcome any history, to heal any wound.”

The sight of him, this huge, powerful orc, on his knees worshiping me with his mouth as he grovels for forgiveness…it’s almost too much to handle.

“I haven’t seen chemistry like that since I accidentally mixed salamander spittle and dragon horn dust and nearly blew up my house!”