Awkward Date With A Wicked Orc (Sweet Monster Treats)

2. Urdan

Chapter 2

Urdan

“ A re you carrying me inside?” Lila giggles.

“No,” I answer. Although I wouldn’t mind continuing to carry this female. Lila Powell feels perfect. Her arms are around my neck and her face is close to mine. I’ve never been this close to a human female before, never touched one beyond my own mother skin to skin. Her scent is close. Too close. And intoxicating.

I think I deserve a medal for not reverting into a wild orc from times of old. She fell to her hands and knees with that gorgeous ass exposed. No one else could see this but me. Was she offering herself to me? Because this is summer and not winter, therefore, I managed to remain sane and behave like a modern orc.

I’ve brought her to the place where we are supposed to partake in this odd human dating custom. I set the gorgeous female on her feet at the entrance to the brewery and step back, giving her space. Pride warms my chest at the idea of entering this establishment with Lila by my side. Bowen suggested I go out with this female, and I said yes as a favor to my cousin. But I was nervous at the thought of spending time alone with a female who might or might not find me attractive.

I’ve only been out of the orc commune in Maine and living amongst humans for two months and I’ve already found a job and have a date with a human female. My new life is moving fast. And I’ve met many pleasant females since I left the commune and made new friends amongst them. Many were mated, but many were also young and unmated, but none of them were compatible.

Lila’s luscious scent is already enflaming my body.

Why didn’t I leave the commune sooner?

Did I catch a waft of arousal from her, toward me? It was so light as to be a dream. Maybe I didn’t scent the arousal. Or it is intermittent? And possibly females expose their asses all the time? I have no idea. The good news is that I know this female is at least open to the idea of being with an orc. She stood up for my kind with the humans at the bar. And she’s here to meet me on something called a blind date, which amongst humans means a possible mating.

I take deep breaths, calming the anger that heats inside. Those humans across the street surrounded Lila and meant to treat her poorly. Human males hoard all the women of mating age, not realizing how lucky they are to have an abundance of women in their midst. Many treat their females poorly, and then protest loudly when women leave and choose orcs instead? During my recent police training in the big city much of our time was spent protecting women from the abuse of men. It’s nonsensical. The solution is simple. Treat women poorly and they leave. Treat women with love and respect and they will stay.

How is this difficult?

Lila brushes bits of grass and leaves off the front of her short dress and adjusts her purse. Her eyes scan the courtyard. “I’m a little embarrassed that I mistook this place for that small bar across the street.”

I lead her past a bubbling water feature and the slabs of carved orc wood made into benches. We pause at the heavy wood and iron front door. “This is a quiet respite from the busy road,” I agree.

“Do you do this often?” she questions.

I force my eyes off her shapely legs and the curve of her breasts under that easy-to-lift dress and meet her sparkling gaze. “Do what often?”

“Bring dates with you to this brewery? Am I the last in a long line of women who have come with you here?”

I blink, slightly confused by this question. “I’ve only recently moved to this town. This is my second time entering this brewery. And I’ve never been on a date with a human female in my life. Orcs don’t date.”

“Oh…but this is a date, isn’t it?”

“Yes, I’m trying to learn how to date like a human. Ready?”

She brushes her hair back from her soft face. “Yes.”

I push open the door and we walk in together. The heavy sound of orc laughter fills the air. Large groups congregate at several tables. The huge fireplace in the middle of the room crackles and music thumps in the background.

Heads turn because most of the other orcs in the room quickly notice that a new, unmated female has entered the building. A growl rumbles in my chest, and I begin to wonder if this was wrong to bring her here. Too much competition.

“Oh wow,” she whispers.

“Are you alright?”

“I’ve never been amongst such a large group of orcs. I have to admit so many orcs in one location is a little intimidating.” She leans in and whispers, “Are they staring at me?”

“They are. There are many unmated orcs here who can scent that you are an unmated female of value. They want you as their own ‘date.’ When they realize that you are here with me and only have eyes for me, they will give up and allow us time to bond.”

She steps closer and puts her small hand on my arm. “Understood.”

The warmth of her touch causes my shaft to thicken in my pants. Nasty words of sexual possession rush through my mind. A growl rumbles in my chest.

“Are you okay?”

My chest expands. “Yes.” But my mind knows this means trouble. I’ve never felt this way for a female before. What if she decides that she does not want me? Lila is only here to meet and decide if she thinks we might possibly be compatible. I cannot leap five steps forward and try to mount her in my car.

That would be disastrous.

I must remain civil and modern towards this female if I want her to remain at my side. This is the first time in my life that I have ever spent alone with a compatible female that I find sexually attractive. Usually, I am like the other males, looking longingly on the outside as other males find their bride. But this time, I might be that lucky male. I must not do anything to ruin this time alone with Lila.

“Do we need to wait to be seated?”

“No, we can find our own table.”

I guide Lila over to the best open table, pull out a heavy chair and seat her near the window, as far from the others as possible, allowing a bit of privacy for us to talk.

There is a look of surprise on her beautiful face. “There are quite a few humans here, both men and women. It doesn't look like what I had been imagining.”

“What were you thinking of this place ahead of time?”

She looks up at the beams in the ceiling and then gestures at the stone fireplace. “Well, I didn’t think it would be so rustically elegant.”

“I’m happy you view it that way.”

“And I admit I thought maybe this was just a place for orcs to pick up women.”

I chuckle. “It could be considered that, but only in that it is comfortable here and we can talk easily without worrying about anyone screaming in fear because there is an orc in their midst.”

“Yes,” she laughs. “It’s sad but true. I could see that happening.”

The human waitress arrives to take our orders. She smiles wide at me, hands us the menus, two glasses of water and promises to bring back a mug of ale for each of us.

“I’m surprised that humans work here too.”

“She’s the mate of the owner,” I explain.

“Ah.”

We’re both quiet for a moment.

“You’re the new deputy sheriff?” she questions, then takes a sip of water.

“Yes, as I said earlier, I start on Monday.”

“Have you known Bowen a long time?”

“He’s my cousin.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that. That’s nice. So that’s why you decided to take a job here, because you already knew Bowen?”

“Yes. Bowen’s experience as the first orc sheriff helped me to understand that an orc could have a regular job and life among humans. I had stayed at our commune my whole life and thought to stay there forever, but after everything changed, I began to think that there might be something more, that maybe a life amongst humans was possible. I used to think that it was not.”

“I understand that. You know, I never met an orc until Bowen came here. I'd never met one in real life. I'd only seen them on TV.”

“And I’d never met that many humans, beyond the ones I’d known from the small town near our commune.”

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.”

She bites her lip. “Are you just doing this because Bowen pressured you? Did he ask you to do this date as a favor and to be nice to me?”

I lean forward. “And are you here because you were pressured?”

“A little bit, but I really do want to start dating. I’m ready.”

“I did agree to this because Bowen is my cousin, but mainly I’m here because he thought that our personalities might click.”

Her eyes drifts to my bare chest and then back up to meet my gaze. “I’m not necessarily only looking for an orc as my new husband, but I’m open to the idea that if I did find someone else, it doesn’t have to be someone who’s strictly human. Now that Sadie and Bowen are together, I can see clearly how an orc-human relationship can work.”

“This is good to hear. Also, I said yes because it’s summer. The good thing about summer is that, unlike the dark of winter, I can still behave reasonably. Orcs have historically taken their brides during the dark of winter, which is why we are meeting right now, in the summer.”

Her eyes widen. “Is this date going to be a problem?”

“No, this is why I told you.” I smile. “You are safe with me.”

Two pints of dark orc ale clink on the table. The efficient waitress is gone in a moment.

“Ooh, this is dark.”

“It’s the best,” I rumble. I lift the heavy tankard and take a deep gulp of my favorite drink. “This might be better than our home brews back home.”

Lila uses both hands to lift her tankard and takes a small drink. “Oh, it’s good.”

“The good news is that these are bottomless mugs. Once we get low, they just automatically bring us more.”

“That sounds good, but also dangerous.”

I lift my chin. “There’s…” I gesture toward her mouth. “You’ve got…”

She touches her lips. “Oh, how funny. There’s a lot of foam on the top of that ale, isn’t there?” Soon she’s licked and wiped off her foam, leaving her lovely, kissable lips clean. Lila leans in, both elbows on the table. “And how do you feel so far about living in this town, with so many humans about?”

“I’d originally vowed that I was going to live out my life on the commune in Maine, but I’ve learned that life amongst so many humans is not as difficult as I’d assumed. I am pleased to be able to see more of this country and have new experiences.”

“Did you move because you wanted to meet a woman to mate?”

“No, I wanted to get out and meet more orcs.”

She raises an eyebrow.

I throw back another swig of ale and use the back of my hand to wipe the froth from my lips. “Maybe I thought it might be possible to find a mate. But I knew that it could still not happen. I’ve seen nothing but heartache for orcs. My own mother disowned me and my father. But in the last decade I’ve seen a positive change between humans and orcs.”

“And the laws changed.”

“Yes. And seeing an orc accepted and allowed to work in the same line of work that I did on the commune, I decided to try and work in the human world.”

“Because you’re a legal citizen now.”

“I am.” I grin, because it’s true I like that designation. “Although not all humans I meet are delighted in this change.”

“Well, I am happy for the change. I have an orc brother-in-law and a nephew. And I agreed to go out on this date.”

“I was surprised you agreed.”

“I’m surprised you agreed.”

I let out a chuckle. “Why would I say no?”

“Have you met my sister, Sadie, Bowen’s wife?”

“No.”

“That explains it.”

I grin and look away.

“Oh shoot, I dropped my purse under that chair. Just a sec.” Lila stands to move the chair back and accidentally bumps into a waitress who was moving past, holding a massive tray, heavy with a delivery of ale for the next table.

Two pints of ale spill all over the front of Lila’s white dress.