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“Well that makes it taste even better.”
Caldren was already pulling me into his lap. I straddled one of his muscular thighs as he poured a cup of hot spiced wine for me. He put it into my hands. “Drink up.”
“Leave it to you to find food and a fiddle and wine.”
“How did you know I found a fiddle?” He smiled as he spread butter over the fresh, warm bread, then held it up to my lips.
Everything tasted delicious when he was taking care of me. Although it annoyed me when my men were too protective, I enjoyed the warmth when they took care of me.
“You all seem to be reaching whole new levels of protective and possessive lately,” I teased him.
“Interesting. Why do you think that is? The bonds between us?” he looked pensive. “I had… feelings… during the night.”
My cheeks flushed. “I can’t speak to you through the bond, but I felt like I could feel you.”
His smile was slightly sad. “Well, I wish we could communicate through the bond. But I’m glad to know you were thinking of me.”
“I am always thinking of you, Caldren.” I promise him. Then we were kissing again, and when he set me on the edge of the table, we knocked over an entire jug of spiced wine. He swept the table with one stroke of his arm, climbing over me as the two of us shared increasingly frenzied kisses.
Caldren’s body felt so good against mine. It had been cold coming the last part of the way through the woods. I knew Damyn was nearby, watching over me, as he had insisted on coming. I wasn’t about to argue with my men. I knew that they would never let me wander alone through the kingdom.
I had a feeling they might never leave me alone again, and I didn’t entirely mind it.
“I want you to ride me,” Caldren said. “I love seeing those gorgeous breasts of yours bouncing above my face.”
His dirty talk turned me on. “Well, your wish is my command.”
He smiled up at me. “A rare change from the everyday.”
Although I couldn’t speak to him through the bond, I could feel the radiating sense of his pleasure being together again, his worry relieved by my presence. It felt good to know that I comforted him so much merely by existing. I leaned over, my hair swirling over his bare chest, pressing kisses to the corners of his mouth until he caught the back of my head with the hands and turned his face, kissing me fully.
I reached for him and rubbed him against my folds, enjoying the feel of him sliding easily between them. As I sank down onto him, his lips parted in an expression of pleasure that I felt all through my body. It felt good to be the one that satisfied him so much. I began to ride him slowly, enjoying the way he watched me.
When he couldn’t take it anymore, his hands clasped my hips and he began to move faster, driving up into me.
As I reached the crest of my orgasm, I felt an unbearable urge to sink my teeth into his powerful shoulders. My teeth scraped over his skin, and I heard his breath give even before I bit down on his shoulder. He came inside me then, and I felt the power of his body against mine as his orgasm rose, and I ground down against him, my own orgasm sweeping over me. The two of us came hard together, his arms wrapped around me tightly.
Then, as if we were completely taken over by the power of the mark, he gathered me up with his hands circling my thighs and stood with me. He pressed me against the wall and began to hammer into me.
I wrapped my fingers around his shoulders to hold myself. I could feel how much he enjoyed seeing my breasts shake in front of his eyes from this angle. He was so strong, he was able to hold me up and drive into me over and over and over again, each time hitting the spot inside that sent sparks flying through my whole body. I let out a scream that probably could be heard halfway across the village as I came again, and he came a moment later.
And then his lips were on mine, kissing me passionately. He felt so good and I could barely pull myself away to look at the mark on his shoulder.
“I would like to do that again every day,” he murmured into my ear.
“So you would like to be covered with my marks?” I teased, although I knew what he meant.
“I would love it. I want everyone to know who I belong to.” His lips nuzzled my throat, lighting new fire through my body. “And who belongs to me.”
CHAPTER55
Jaik
By the timedawn streaked the horizon, my forces were set up on either side of the pass that led to Rylow, a natural land formation that made any attackers funnel into a narrow, strung-out band.
Lynx crept up alongside me. “Kallus’s troops tried to divert around the pass, attempting to enter the tunnels. They found that fruitless.”
I nodded. We’d made sure no one would ever enter those tunnels again. Branok disapproved; he found the tunnels quite useful.
