Lahat ng Kabanata ng Warlord's Ward & Managing Mages: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

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

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

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

I stood beneath the drizzle of warm water that seemed to come from nowhere. Within easy reach of his huge hands.He could strangle me if he really wanted to. He was looking at me like I was something that had crawled from beneath a rock.Perhaps I shouldn’t have said that.“I was willing to teach you of the pleasure we could offer each other. But clearly, you’re not wise enough to take those lessons without defiance. Fine. Have it your way. You want to be taken roughly because of your acid mouth, I’m certainly willing to oblige.” Though he was clearly written with wrath his tone held the same level note it had since I’d first met him.What have I done?“It’s too late to take your rudeness back now.” He said disapprovingly.“Stay.” He commanded. Stepping from the bin shamelessly as he strode across the room to grab a wooden chair.My stomach dr

Warlord was doing as promised. He was filling my mouth with his hard length. Stroking along my tongue as he grew stiffer. His aggression mounting because we were only a couple night’s shy of the Mating Moon.He growled and he was riding into my face. His hips beginning to jerk.The sounds of his pleasure was doing wild things to me, in return. Despite the momentary fear I’d experience as he filled my throat. Worrying when my next breath of air would come, I found myself savoring the sounds he was making.His rough touch exciting me as his hands roamed my body as though he owned it. Touching me all the places that Clements had never been able to.“Stop thinking of him.” Warlord said violently. His touch growing rougher as he began to strain to reach the back of my mouth. Filling my throat so it wrapped him entirely. My lips naturally pressing around the base of him as I felt the compression in the back of my neck.When I grun