Realizing that small detail freed me.
I no longer have to listen. It’s my choice.
I reached up and caught at his back and shoulders. Pulling him down over me. My eyes widening as I told him what it was, I hungered for. “I want you Hawk, over me, on me, in me.”
His green eyes widened then lit with fire. “As you wish, My Mary.”
He reached down to fully free himself and caught himself in a fist to guide him toward me. Giving me a questioning look with his eyes.
I knew what was in his mind. I could suddenly see it on his face. Fear that I would change my mind. Suddenly jump up and leave.
I could. I could run away.
But it was the last thing I wanted to do right now.
***
I had no more time to think. I felt the pleasant stretching of my flesh and knew the familiar intrusion of his body in mine. As my inner mouth consumed his length. Taking him in. Warm and wet. Savoring the feel o
I nodded sagely. “And what if you can’t find her?”“Our freedom is conditional. Warlord will only keep King Detry’s men from finding us as long as we are searching for her. Finding signs.”“Would he really turn us back over?”“He can be ruthless when needed. I think he’s capable of unbelievable goodness and unbelievable ruthlessness. He’s probably capable of just about anything.”“Then I guess that is what we must do.”“We’re also supposed to report any darkling creatures to him.”“Why?”“For the sake of letting the King of Creatures know where to hunt.”“I’ll help you, Hawk.”“I don’t need your help.” He said softly as he rolled to his side. Resting his cheek on one palm.“I just need you to stay.” He reached out and caressed a thumb over my
THE BEGINNING OF BOOK TWO: WARLORD'S WARDChapter One: Glimpsing DarknessI cowered behind the tree just outside my village. Crouched and covering my ears to block out the sounds of men, women and children dying.And the smell...The smell.I'd done as my uncle had told me and covered my pretty hair in mud and scraped my face with rocks and dirt. Tossing on one of uncle’s oversized tunics and cloak.Hide how you look. Uncle Tom had told me.I did.But I had returned and watched in horror as the sorcerer strolled through our village. Dressed in black and followed by licking black tongues of smoke.He lifted his hand, and a man running at him with a blade was thrown back an impossible distance until he slammed into a tree and slid up it as though lifted by an invisible man. Then his neck craned to the side with a loud snap and he dropped limply."Warlord." King
“Come.” He ordered me and despite myself, my feet were obeying him. Turning me around and heading me straight for that dreaded king.“What have you found me, Warlord?” The King asked.“Power…” He looked at me pointedly. Speaking fragmentedly, in his characteristic way.“Not much to look at.” The king’s lip curled up in contempt. Seeing mud and what might be darker things, caking my hair which hung before my face and smeared across my skin in clumps.I forced my eyes hooded to hide how large and doe-like I’d been told they were.By Clement.***Clement was the village boy. The only boy who’d shown interest in me when I dared sneak out at night.Really the only boy I’d known.Now he was dead in the village square. I’d seen the knights drag a sword through one of his shoulders and nearly sever his shoulder in half.
Entering the bailey was completely different to anything I’d known before. I was surrounded by the smell of fresh vegetables and baking bread.I inhaled deeply. Savoring the scent. I hadn’t realized I’d pause to tip my head up. Until I felt a hand grip my upper arm.I jumped and looked over. Stunned to see that Warlord was tugging me behind him. His head lowered so the brim of the large hat hid his face. Shouldering his way through the crowd of people at the booths.We walked a ways ahead of the mounted soldiers and the king but as they saw the steeds they spilled apart and silenced.Clearly Warlord wants no part of that attention.He wanted to be through the crowd and halfway across the bailey before they noticed.This was why people claimed to hardly ever see him.He was good at being inconspicuous when he so desired.I watched him with interest. Why would the most powerful mage in the
He walked over to a table that was scattered with tied bits of weed and herb and several stoppered vials. He swung off his black mage’s robe and slung it over the back of the chair. Leaving a smoky black haze in its wake.“Why does it do that?”“The haze?” He said absentmindedly as he took off his hat and put it on the corner of the chair before slowly beginning to unbutton his vest.I found myself easing to the far side of the room and trying to distract him with talk. “Yes.”“It’s not the robe. It’s me. My magic leaves a film. Like frost.”“Why?”He turned that blue gaze on me. “Do you truly care or you just buying time to put furniture between us?”I found those keen eyes inescapable. I swallowed hard.“Why am I here?”“For my pleasure.”“But you said-”“I said I wouldn&rsqu
I shook my head from within his grip on my jaw.His fingers tightened. Biting into my chin to hold it in place. "I don't think I was clear. You're here to be a pleasure hole for my cock. That is why I brought you here and that is what I will do to you."No.I had one hand covering my large breasts jutting beneath the chemise. Trying to hide the dusky nipples so obvious through the filmy white material. My other hand was clenching over the dark bit of hair at the nest of my sex. Also, as readily visible.He leaned back to trail his eyes down my form. Still clutching my chin."Away." He pointed with two fingers to my arms which dropped at his command without any conscious thought from me.I whimpered in objection as I fought for control of my suddenly disobedient body."It obeys me now." He murmured down to me.***There was something hypnotic about the dark blue of his eyes. Making the pupil seem like it
I chewed my lip and hesitated a moment too long.“Fine.” He shrugged and he eased that finger between my folds. Slowly beginning to slide it into me.I gasped and my back lurched up as though he’d stung me.“No!” I caught his hand and wrenched it away.He smirked slightly and tilted his head to look at me. Blue eyes searing into my soul as if he’d won.I looked at him, breathing heavily. I knew it made my breasts rise and fall to my breaths. Brushing the top of my rib cage the way I was tilted up. I hesitantly slid my hand down around my ribs, and over the flat of my belly and to the slight fuzzing at the next of my body. I slipped my fingers down beneath the nest to where I was soft. I was stunned at the feel of dampness there.I lifted my fingers to brush them together, examining the fluid.“That,” Warlord snatched my wrist. “is supposed to be there.”Before I could
He thrust against my hand a few more times and I learned the motion he was teaching me. Withdrawing my finger, a bit then letting him push it back in with his momentum.One of his callused palms skid up between us and folded over my breast. Feeling it bobbing in his hand as he pressed forward and back against me.Teaching my finger to fill me and withdraw.Like he’s going to do to me. I was suddenly very sure of it.I was wrong about him not wanting my body. I’d hoped to merely be his slave.“You will be.” He said against the shell of my ear. “For my flesh and your own.”***I glared at him, but the motions of his body were unrelenting. Rocking the table beneath me as his thighs lightly brushed it.My back surged up and pressed my tits against him. A small instinctive sound of pleasure gurgled up my throat.Feeding his intent and making him move more harshly. His brow