And once I manipulate their cocks, well, they’ll be much less angry.”
Saoria’s grinned. “My father was senile when he made that decision. To prod her.”
My wife’s words echoed in my mind. “Oh, yes, hurry back,” past me said. Just so you could avoid paying taxes! Even this pig lusts for her. And it made me so juicy. No! “You have to encourage my sister to go with this human. “Feed the tribe,” Serisia said, the traditional words an orc wife would say to her husband before leaving on a hunt. Saphique entrusted her church to your guidance! “It is,” snarled Slata. As she writhed in passion, Saoria smiled, staring at the vials. Anger burned in me. My sweet Serisia will be avenged! Oh, no. No longer would I deny myself. There was a problem with the orcs. She kept saying she was sorry. A nervous twinge rippled through my stomach. As I said, the prophecy is simple. But it shouldn’t have. Chaun!