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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Content Information
  4. Sunny
  5. Sunny
  6. Khell'ar
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  27. Sunny
  28. Sunny
  29. Epilogue
  30. Afterword
  31. Also by Kathryn Moon
  32. Acknowledgments
  33. About the Author

Khell paused at that, stretching above me again so I had to tilt my head back. "Would you?"

I nodded. "Not too far from the city. But maybe with a little bit of woods?"

Khell grinned and rolled his hips, drawing a gasp from my lips, his stav starting to slowly pump again. "I will chase you through the trees."

"Yes," I breathed, tightening my legs around his hips.

His hands found my wrists, drawing them above my head, pinning me in place. "I'll build us a little room there. Hunt you and then lock you inside with me. Chain you to the wall and fuck you until you can't stand."

My eyes widened and my heels dug into Khell's ass, trying to urge him on. "Yes, beast."

"My wicked petal needs room to play her games," Khell growled, bracing his feet in the nest, turning into a long wave on top of me, stroking out and driving in.

"Our games, mate," I corrected.

Khell grinned and laughed at that, stopping briefly to lean down for a feathery soft kiss. "Oh, but mate, unless it's Rum'kurr, you always best me."

I arched into his kiss, sucked on his tongue, and worked myself against him from below until Khell pulled away again.

"Then perhaps you need more practice," I said, grinning up at Khell.

He growled again, gaze flashing hot, and I knew I was in exactly the kind of trouble I'd always wanted.

Epilogue

SUNNY - SEVERAL YEARS LATER

Thwack!

I gasped at the impact, burying a cry behind my lips.

Khell released a low, frustrated growl. "Harder."

My eyes narrowed at my orc. His hands were cuffed in metal and leather, drawn up with chains above his head, faint light bleeding through the shutters of our little one-room cabin, striping his arms and face with shadows. I stepped back, studying the shape of him, legs spread and pants pushed down to his knees. His head was high, turned to grin at me over his shoulders, eyebrows waggling.

I tightened my grip around the rubber handle of the wooden paddle Khell had made for me. For me to spank him with.

I drew my arm back and then swung.

Thwack!

The crack of sound made me jump, and this time I managed to draw a grunt and a huff of breath out of my orc. His shoulders flexed in his tight button-down, and he let out a soft laugh.

"We both know you can do better than that, petal," Khell purred.

I rolled my eyes. "We both know you're trying to top from the bottom."