tempted to break down the mirror. Since that wouldn’t deter Moira if the sorceress really wanted to talk to her, she refrained.
“Are you nuts? I’m not coming back. I just escaped.” She added as an afterthought, “And it’s getting harder to get away, you know. Arin is getting better at predicting what I’m going to do.”
“Well, he is not stupid,” Moira replied, “and you do know that you just irritate him when you leave without his permission.”
Galena grinned. “True. But I so enjoy myself when I come back.” She shivered as her pussy dampened at the delicious memories. Mmm. Arin was a magnificent lover, especially when he was angry. That unbridled passion...
Moira wrinkled her nose in distaste. “Please. I did not need to know that.”
Galena rolled her eyes. Like the whole palace didn’t know what the king and his promised queen were doing behind closed doors. Then again, maybe not.
“The thing is, Arin has a new toy.”
“And?” Galena snorted, sitting down in her armchair and crossing her legs. She suddenly wished this conversation was over. Her body was humming in anticipation.
“I think you are going to like him.”
Galena raised her brows. She was intrigued against her will. Moira never said this about any of Arin’s previous toys.
When Galena accompanied her father, a minor baron whose land’s lay high in the mountains, to Hearthstone to swear his fealty to the new king, she hadn’t expected to have a one-night stand turn into a marriage contract. She enjoyed big, strong men in her bed, and Arin fit the bill. He was also the king, and no two ways about it, an arrogant jerk who thought she was supposed to flutter her eyelashes in luxurious rooms in his castle all day long. As the only child of her father, Galena was trained as any of his men. She could track and shoot arrows with the best of them. It irritated her to be treated like some fragile flower, good for nothing—outside of bed, that is. Arin had no compunction being a wild and passionate lover. It hadn’t occurred to him that flowery-type women rarely were that interested in sex.
Her nipples peaked. Damn it, was she missing Arin already? Uh-oh. Better leave this for later.
“I am?” she asked.
Moira grinned. “Oh, yes. I think you are going to like him very much.”
“And why is that?”
“He is an attractive man, Galena. Tall, slender, and blond. A little taller than Arin, actually, although I wouldn’t be telling that to Arin.”
Galen humphed. “And?”
“And you are going to like him.”
“Looks,” Galena said dryly, “aren’t everything.”
“I know. I can’t explain it otherwise. You will have to come and see.”
“Hm.” Galena watched the mirror go blank until it reflected Galena once again. She stared at it. It showed a young woman with long brown hair, slender limbs, and a pale face. She grimaced as her gaze landed on her breasts. They were gently rounded, but that was all. Not that Arin had any complaints about her breasts. Actually…She shuddered as she remembered the way his mouth would latch onto them, sucking gently while his fingers slid down between her legs. Galena whimpered. Her hand slid under her belt, finding the warm and damp curls. She touched her swollen flesh. She shuddered when arousal spread through her body and bit her lip.
Maybe she could go back — just for a time — to take a look at the toy.
And Arin will be there.
Her breath left her lungs in short gasps. The tips of her fingers found the small, already peaked, nub. She started rubbing it, imagining Arin’s hands on herself. Oh yes, that was nice.
Her body went taut as a small orgasm went through her. She stiffened.
Blond, hmm? She had nothing against blonds. Her lips curled in anticipation.
* * * *
Lan easily blocked the sword that was coming at him, redirected it, and brought a tip of his own blade to his opponent’s chest.
“Draw!” barked the voice of the weapons master, and two knights