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Alrion's sigh is defeated. "She'll forgiveyou. You're the one she's accusing without cause. My crime is betraying her friendship."
I want to tell him that she'll forgive him in time, but I'm truly not fond of lying, and he wouldn't believe it, so we ride in silence, slowly trotting through the paved streets of Starfall.
"The king is away!" a herald screams as we cross the gate.
And then our race against time begins.
33
CALDORYN
I expected Rhea to complain after a few hours, longing for the comfort of the carriage after all, but she races ahead of everyone; the wind mussing her long braided locks, a relaxed smile on her lips, she’s never been more beautiful.
Vessorian’s the first to whine. He catches up with me and yells, “Doryn, our horses can’t take much more today!”
I grimace, aware Folia has a good few miles left in her, but Vess has a point. Other than my mare and Shoal, the rest of the beasts likely can’t give us more than a few hours without a break. I don’t wish to harm any of our steeds, especially as it would further delay our journey.
“Let’s find a suitable place to halt.”We swerve away from the main road and into the woodlands.
We’re still in the north, albeit too far from Starfall for me to be familiar with the landscape, but we soon find a creek running through a clearing.
Folia lifts her proud head when I dismount her. “I know, beauty. You could have taken me all the way to the border without a break.” I’m greatly exaggerating, but the horse neighs in agreement before wandering out to join the others at the water.
Lark distributes the fortifying feed she’s carrying for them as Vess starts a fire, and Alrion readies his pots and pans.
I ought to help Silver set up the large canopy tent to protect us from the light snow, or talk strategy, or even hunt, to avoid using up too much supply at the start of our journey. Instead, I saunter to Rhea, always eager for a taste of her.
I tilt her chin up, taking a good look at her bright eyes, flushing cheeks, and messy hair, escaping from her riding braid. “Do you take pleasure in making me crave you all day and night?”
She rolls her eyes. “It’s not like I’m doing anything to seduce you. It’s not my fault if you’re insatiable.”
“Only with you.” She gasps as I unceremoniously slide my hand under the fabric of her form-fitting pants. “And let’s face it, darling. You’re just as bad.”
I’m certain she would like to protest, but I’m circling her clit with two fingers, and she’s too busy moaning, her hands grasping my arm as I slide past her wet folds, right into her heat.
Suddenly feeling positively devious, I smirk as I bring her close to the edge, her nails digging into my skin, her breathing wild as she leans forward.
Then I stop.
Lips parted in shock, she lifts her gaze up to meet mine, her beautiful, eerie amber eyes wide.
“It occurred to me,” I say, barely containing my laughter, “That you might not really want a release, after all. Why, to hear you talk, one would think you barely enjoy yourself when I touch you. I wouldn’t want to force my attention on an unwilling recipient.”
I’m rather amused by how she clings to her restraint, forever attempting to pretend she’s a prude little Southern lady when she blooms whenever her cunt is full. All the same, it’s past time she stops playing the role of a victim in this. She loves to be fucked. It’s entirely natural for most creatures on Xhera, her especially.
“If you want to come, all you have to do is tell me.” My thumb teases the sensitive nub for the barest of instants before I withdraw my hand from her. “Otherwise, I think I’ll hunt something for dinner.”
Her startlement gives way to indignation. “You’ll go for a hunt?” she huffs.
“It’s rather fun, depending on the prey. Not quite as fun as bending you over,” I allow, “but I’ll settle for it, if you’d rather not fuck me right now.”
I laugh as she mutters under her breath and flounces in Silver’s direction. “Enjoy your hunt,Caldoryn.”
Oh, I must be in trouble, the way she says my name.
I set off, whistling as I leave our temporary camp.
The horses need a good six to eight hours before we can ride them again. There’s plenty of time to play with my reluctant yet undeniably lustful lady of pleasure.
