Page 63 of Winds of Destiny

Turo swallows hard. “It’s me. It’s both of us. I just needed to admit it to myself. If you don’t feel the same, though, we’ll make do with the connection we have.”

The desire for him that I’ve kept so carefully guarded inside of my chest, stitched to the feelings that have been growing and growing, all merge together into action. I kiss him, rolling us so that I’m on top and can hold him exactly where I want him. He feels so good with all his warm, bare skin pressed to mine. I can finally let myself feel all of him without trying to divert or shunt my emotions away. I’m so hard already that it feels like I could come in seconds if I let myself.

“Mmmfuck, this is terrible,” Turo moans.

“Liar,” I say before biting his lip and sucking it into my mouth. He digs his fingers into my hair and pulls my head back, returning the favor by sinking his teeth into my neck. Shit, shit, I am absolutely going to come if he doesn’t stop that,fuck.

“Not that kind of terrible,” he says. “Just—we have nothing, no supplies, no—and I’m not going to let you work that beast into me without plenty of oil, so don’t even think it.” He reaches down and wraps his fingers around my cock, and I hiss with pleasure at the sensation. “I can’t even get my whole hand around you.Howdid Cam take you night after night?”

“He’s very determined,” I point out, gently rocking my hips into his grip. He tightens his fingers right at the head, and I’m leaking enough that the slide against his calloused hand is smooth. “Oh, fuck…”

“You’re easy to please, aren’t you?” Turo grins at me. “Just a touch and you’re ready to burst.”

“I’ve been—resisting you fordaysand now you—mock me—” He’s not wrong, though. I am ready to come. I want to paint his body with my release, then suck it off his skin before I go down on him.

“Isthatwhat you want?”

Did he…see what I thought? Sense it somehow?

Turo laughs. “I can read your face, Kai. Go on, then.” He tightens his grip and strokes me faster. “Come on me.”

No sooner do the words cross his lips than I do just that, coming hard enough that I mark Turo all the way up to his neck with my spend. It feels so good—straightforward pleasure made into something incredible by the man I’m sharing it with. I thought there was no chance I would have this with Turo, especially if Camrael wasn’t with us. But he’s touching me eagerly, teasing me and loving me. I’m blessed to have him like this.

Now I’m going to have him another way.

I’m on the verge of becoming oversensitive, so I gently push his hand away before sliding back and spreading his legs wide enough to fit my shoulders between them. His breath hitches in realization a second before I suck his cock into my mouth. He slides, hard and hot, all the way to the back of my throat. It doesn’t take much for me to tempt Turo into thrusting, and once he does…

Fuck, yes. I love this part. I love giving, love pounding into a tight hole—any hole my partner will offer—but every so often, I love to take it, too. The right man, the right cock, and it takes me to a place where I don’t have to think about anything but giving pleasure. That’s where I am with Turo; all I need is to let him use me like I crave, to be good enough to make him come, to—

“Fuck!” Turo shoots down my throat a second later, holding my head still with his clean hand while he does. I’ve got just enough space to get a trickle of air.

I want him to choke me next time.

Turo pulls me off, then up. A second later, we’re kissing, tongues dancing, pressing our bare bodies against each other with no regard for staying clean but every desire to get close. We kiss until I hear one of the rams outside snort irritably—is that Carnuatu telling us to get on with it already? Or just a big, grumpy beast who wants to find a new place to graze?

Either way, we’ve got to get moving.

I kiss Turo one last time, then pull back. “So,” I say, stroking over his pearl with one finger. “Shall we go find our prince, then?”

Turo smiles sharply. “Damn right we will.”

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Cam

I bite my lower lip and struggle to control the joy surging through the bond of the pearls. I wish I could be there with them sharing in this wonderful moment, but I’m happy that they both get to experience this.

Stop smiling!

It’s kind of important that Inotlook too happy, seeing as how I’ve been stolen from my lovers by a man who has a grand plan to change the world that is very likely to get every one of us killed. Still, it’s hard, especially since I can feel Kai and Turo’s closeness like a warm hug. It’s pretty clear that the pearls my god gave me are with the men they were intended for.

The most important thing now is to keep my head down and make sure the connection remains strong so they can follow me. I don’t know what I’m going to do when they catch up, but…

I flex my fingers, and a few stalks of grass bend low right beneath my hands. Hmm. Maybe Idohave an idea about what I’m going to do.

“Camrael,” Dian calls out to me. I turn toward where she’s struggling to hook the largest lion’s harness up to Embros’s chariot. “Help me with this.”

“I’m coming.” I head toward her, carefully not looking at where Embros and his people are gathered around one of his men. He was wounded in the ambush and has been getting worse and worse over the past few days. The smell of rot is plain in the air.

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