Page 115 of Warrior's Reign
He ground his hips against her splayed thighs as a hand slid around her front and dipped down, diving into her curls.
“There’s nothing more enticing than the scent of a female ripe to fuck like an animal,” he murmured. “Can I fuck you like an animal, Reign?”
“So you weren’t kidding about male, female, or beast, huh?”
His fingers speared her. Reign gasped, body stiffening. She hadn’t expected the invasion, or his thumb on her clit as he finger fucked her. Reign looked into his eyes and knew they weren’t Vykhan’s. Vykhan had never looked at her like something to be conquered. With smug calculation behind the avid lust.
She turned her head away, hips undulating.
Vykhan yanked her head back toward him. “Look at me while I’m making you come. Open your eyes, my lovely slut.”
She bared her teeth at him. “Call me a slut one more time and I’ll cut your throat. Then tell Vykhan you seduced his woman.”
Lohail laughed with Vykhan’s voice. “And I’ll tell him you screamed my name with your cum all over my mouth and begged me for more.”
He lowered his head and took a nipple into his mouth, biting down hard enough she wasn’t certain pleasure was the point.
She deserved the pain. Welcomed it even as she rode his fingers, body tensing again.
Reign wove her fingers in his hair. “Vykhan.Vykhan.Please fuck me, Vykhan. No one can fuck me like you.“
He snarled and pulled away, grabbing her waist and in a lighting fast movement had her pressed against the couch, his hands on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. Reign smirked. Yeah, she’d known that would piss Lohail off. A moment later and she felt the nudge of his cock against her body.
“Is this what you want, my dear?”
The words, the inflection, were cold water over the fire of her lust. She looked over her shoulder, eyes cold. “No. Let me go, Lohail.”
He grimaced. “So playtime is over, hmm?” He flicked his fingers and the illusion evaporated. Lohail’s face looked at her, highly displeased.
She turned and sat on the edge of the couch, taking his cock in her hand. “I can’t give you that. But I can give you this.”
His eyes glinted. “Oh? I guess beggars can’t be choosers. My lovely—” She dug her nails into his cock, and he hissed at her, then sulked.
After a moment she stroked him, soothing the little pain. He inhaled, his cock jerking in her hand, hardening even further. Reign closed her eyes for a moment, struggling with herself.
Some part of her resisted. Some part that wanted to belong to Vykhan only.
But she knew the Aeddannar. He’d made her come. She wouldn’t let him leave this room until she’d returned pleasure for pleasure, and their debt was cleared.
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Crislyn escorted her to the ‘brunch’room at 1100 hours. Reign strolled into a forest paradise. Her gaze zeroed in on Lohail, lounging in a chair at a round glass table, staring moodily into a cup of black sludge.
“I see you keep farmer’s hours,” she said. “Up at the crack of dawn.”
It was a smaller room, birdsong and scent of the trees native to Benyon’s home region in the air. A gentle ocean breeze tickled her nose.
She inhaled. “Cheating. Forestandbeach?”
“I can have whatever I want,” he said, blinking at her as she approached the table. “You appear to be fully awake.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing. FirstAdekhanhas me up at 0400 for training. That’s six days a week, civilian.” Reign eyed a platter of sliced fruits and swiped a gleaming chunk of melon.
Lohail batted at her. “Get a plate and utensil, you savage. Are your fingers even clean?”
She sucked on the melon. “I should be asking you the same.”
He stilled in the act of pushing a tiny plate and fork at her—which she sneered at.
