AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“How much damage?” he asked.
“Killian and I are alright. Animals survived,” I grunted. “Buildings too. But the pastures are nothing but ash.”
Killian, who’d been watching me through the open doorway, averted his bright white eyes.
The warden sighed harshly.
“What was it? Lightning?”
“Something like that,” I replied flatly, pinning Killian with my gaze. “I’m going to have to spend most of this cycle travelling with the herd. Let my land recover.”
Warden Tenn grunted in agreement. He was quiet for a moment before suddenly asking, “Are you going towards the mountains?”
“Haven’t planned the route yet. But probably. Why?”
“If you are, I’ve got someone to send along with you.”
“Not another convict-ward,” I groaned, a steady ache building up behind my eyes. I couldn’t handle the stress of two of them. My heart would give out.
“No, not another convict-ward,” the warden replied. “Don’t worry. She’s just a human.”
I froze.
“She’s one of the new brides. She needs to get out Oaken’s way and you’re going to be the one to take her.”
He said one last thing before suddenly disconnecting the call, allowing me no room for argument.
“Her name is Magnolia.”
20
DARCY
Ihalf-woke, basking in delicious warmth, snuggled in warm blankets with what felt like my own personal furnace behind my back. Not yet awake enough to open my eyes, I wriggled backwards against the big wall of warmth, sighing happily when it surged closer. Something firm glided against my ass, and when I shifted, it slipped between my legs. A hard, long, hot something fitted right there, right to the core of me, pressing all the way from my suddenly clenching entrance to my throbbing clit.
Giving a sleepy moan, I arched my back and ground my hips against the deliriously perfect, hard thing.
The wall at my back tensed. A guttural groan ripped through the air, and a strong, heavy hand squeezed my hip. The hard thing began moving of its own accord, as if someone else was now grinding their hips ferociously against me.
Someone else…
Someone like my husband.
My eyes flew open in the early dawn gloom as Fallon’s cock thrusted needily between my naked thighs. The top surface of it was delivering the most exquisite pressure against my whole seam. My clit pulsed again so hard it almost hurt.
I should pull away. We should stop…
I’d always known that sex would have to be part of this equation. But I figured I’d be doing it with a forced smile on my face. My mother had always insisted on pleasing your husband no matter how distasteful you found the acts involved.
Only thing was, I didn’t find this distasteful at all. My whole body and all its awareness seemed to shrink down to the places where Fallon touched me. His hot, heaving chest against my back. His powerful hand on my hip. The ardent surge of that swollen organ between my legs.
Oh my God.
I was going to come.
I’d never come with a man. Never. Not even during the hot, harried trysts I arranged with guys who most definitely would not have been husband material in my mothers’ eyes. Those little evenings of rebellion had been fun, and they’d made me feel free for a time, but they’d never come close to stoking the fire that Fallon did inside me now.
“Oh,” I whimper-moaned, unable to hold the sound back as my clit tingled. This was too fucking good. And yet also not enough. My insides squeezed, convulsing around nothing.
