Orc Boyfriend: Ozren (special preview)

Ozren huffs and grunts as he reaches into his pocket. “I’ll be fine, my rose.” He places three gold coins before you.

“That’s too much!” You gasp out loud.

“Nah, nah,” he burps. “You earned it.” He wobbles as he stands up. “Be safe out there today.” He pats the top of your head. “Don’t let just anyone scoop you up.” He chuckles as he leaves, bracing against the door for a moment before he disappears outside.

You head home, tucking away your money before you went to bed. You woke up a little later than usual and had to rush through your routine. You didn’t have a chance to style your hair and tuck it away, so it was down around your face and shoulders. 

You came out onto the street just before the pub, seeing people lined up all along the sidewalks. Some were cheering and waving bouquets in the air. Applause and laughter rang through the streets as the bells of town hall began ringing. The Reaping was happening!

You watched for a moment, seeing a herd of Orcs come walking up, some already had humans tossed over their shoulders, others were taking people right off the street. You frowned a bit, fussing with your loose hair as the procession passed by you. You just wanted to cross the street to get to work.

You then had a shadow cross over you, looking up, you saw Ozren approaching. You wonder if he’s come seeking that third gold coin. He grabs you, his thick hands hold your hips firmly as he lifts you from the ground and places you over his shoulder.

Stunned into silence, you lay there staring off into the distance. Ozren carries you off with a laugh, taking you towards the woods.

“That’s my rose! Did exactly as I asked you too!” He seems to strut with pride. 

You gasp and wriggle a bit. “What are you doing?” You snap at him. “I have to go to work! Put me down.”

“Nuh unh,” Ozren chortles. “I’m not setting you down until we’re at home.”