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“Is this a bad time to tell you all that I’ve never really ridden horses?” I eyed the majestic beasts with a critical eye. What were the chances that the death of the Mazza would come from the hooves of demon horses instead of revered and feared evil masterminds?
“It’s fine, you can ride with me,” Sage said as he grabbed my waist and hoisted me up on the back of a very pretty black horse. The coat was so shiny, it gleamed. The horse pranced in place as if it was ready to run. I hadn’t seen its face, and hopefully that meant the horse didn’t have red eyes.
“Okay then,” I breathed as he swung up behind me. The saddle was strange. It didn’t have a horn like most saddles I’d seen. It looked more sleek and the shape conformed to the horse’s back.
That was a blessing. I wouldn’t be bouncing against the hard horn. Some might find that erotic, but it seemed like it would be painful.
His arm went around my waist, and he pulled me back until my ass was snug against his groin. I nearly groaned at the contact. I saw bad things happening.
“Do you really think this is a good idea?” I asked on a breath.
“Why wouldn’t it be a good idea?” His arm squeezed me tighter as everyone in our band of merry men and women, mounted their horses.
“Because rubbing up against you the entire way is going to turn me on. And I’m pretty sure from that growing appendage, you’re going to be turned on too. How are we supposed to have a serious conversation with anyone like that?” I grabbed fistfuls of the horse’s mane as we started to move. A small yip escaped me. But I powered through my point. No pun intended. “I can. Probably. But you might have a raging erection. Not comfortable for chats with anyone not in the sausage brigade. Ever. But especially not when we’re trying to solve mysterious visions.”
He chuckled darkly in my ear. “You let me worry about that. I’m just glad to have you in my arms,” he sighed.
There I went, melting into a puddle of Mazza goo again.
It seemed like we were just getting to really know each other when the world came down around our ears. Or I should say, realms. All I wanted was time to be together to just…enjoy each other.
“You have me in your arms now.”
What promised to be a lurid moment, softened into something sweet. I reveled in the feel of my endearing asshole against my back. Then I snickered. Sage would forever be the asshole to me, and I meant that in the most loving way possible.
“We ride!” Toste yelled, then he kicked his horse and shot off like a roman candle. His warriors yelled and raced after him.
Sage’s chest hit my back as he did his own kicks, and then we were off.
“Oh shit!” I yelled. Very eloquent of the Mazza. I got a few strange looks but then they paid attention to where they were going. I guess there was only so much gawking you could do on horseback when you were on a speedy mission.
There wasn’t much talking after that. In fact, none at all other than, eek, ah! And ouch! As we moved through the forest.
Where Yunez and Toste thought we would run into the other house leaders must have been far away. Too far for my poor aching ass.
No wonder Sage hadn’t been concerned about arriving with an erection. Riding was painful. My thighs ached, my ass ached, and I was certain there would be huge ass bruises everywhere that touched the horse.
After hours of ass pain, and not the good kind, we slowed. The horses had soapy stuff on their butts, and they were breathing hard. Some of the Caen warriors jumped off and started petting their rides, murmuringthank yous.
“That’s our cue,” Sage said as he swung off behind me. He held up his arms like I was a toddler, and I was ashamed to say that I reached for him.
“Ow,” I whispered as he pulled my flopping body off.
He laughed as my other mates joined us. Jari checked me over and squeezed the back of my thigh and lower cheek.
“Double ow.”
“We should have hooked up a cart for Issy,” Nato said as he pulled me into a hug.
“I second that.” I tried not to whimper. I did. But I failed. Hard.
There was a distant clatter of what could only be hoofbeats. That had to be them. And from the sounds of it, there were a lot of people on their way to where we were.
They might not know Yunez’s part in everything yet, but they would soon. And Aamori was more interested in how she appeared politically than actually placing her people’s welfare above everything else.
This could go really well, or it could go really, really bad.
“They’re here,” Rand said as he searched through the trees for our newcomers.
