“That would explain it, I guess,” Val muttered. His gaze suddenly sharpened and his eyes widened. “Well, would you look at that. She is back. And early at that.”
“Who?”
Lan followed Val’s gaze. “Oh,” he said.
“She” was a young woman dressed in green clothes like the ones foresters usually wore. There was leather patch on her shoulder, which meant that she usually wore a bow. Her boots were made of soft leather, moving over the wooden floor with almost no sound. Her hair was gathered and twisted into a fat braid falling down her back, leaving her elfin-like face exposed to looks. Green eyes boldly met his. She cocked her head, examining him from head to toe. Lan felt himself blush. He was half-naked, and the pants he wore didn’t leave anything to imagination. What was more, he could feel himself starting to react to her blatant perusal. She grinned like she knew what kind of effect she had on him. She sauntered over, her gaze locked on his.
“Hello there,” she said, stopping mere inches away. “You are the new one, right?”
She kept her stance casual, but Lan knew better than to be fooled. This was not an idle lady. She moved with purpose and speed. She was small and delicately built, but there was no mistaking the strength in her body. And it was a nice body, Lan acknowledged, his own gaze roaming over her hips and waist to stop at her breasts. He licked his lips unconsciously. Small breasts, yes, but firm and full. He always preferred to be able to hold them in his hands. He could squeeze them so deliciously.
Her grin widened.
“Lady Galena,” Val said in strangled tones, then to Lan’s surprise, practically bolted. Huh. That was strange. Lan returned his gaze to woman.
Yes, he slept with men. However, more often, he slept with women. He enjoyed them, learned how to pleasure and treasure them. He had fond memories of each of his mistresses, while with men there were only fast and furious couplings.
Each and every one of the women was special. They had to intrigue him in some way before he would sleep with them. This one here looked like she fit the bill.
Damn it. He didn’t think Arin would take it kindly if he happened to choose a mistress right now. Then again...
She picked up a wooden staff and rotated it experimentally. “How about a bout?” she offered casually.
* * * *
Escaping his fast-approaching stick, Galena whirled around. Her eyes hungrily drank in every movement Lan made.
She earned herself a smack on her left wrist for that thought.
Ouch. And he is good.
She blocked another attack.
Very, very good
. Who would have known it? She did like this one.
Moira, of course, she thought, answering her own question in a rueful tone. Her jaw had hit the floor when she marched into the practice room and saw Lan for the first time. The man was fine.
She escaped another blow. He smiled at her in appreciation.
He had a nice smile, Galena noted. And the rest of him was nice, too.
There was practically no hair on that pale, smooth chest with clearly defined muscles. It was glistening from sweat right now, which made Galena want to lick it all over.
I would enjoy that.
Despite his slender build, he appeared to be nicely filled out in important places.
Galena wielded her staff expertly, forcing Lan to make a sharp turn to avoid it. Whoa! And he had a nice ass, too. She was practically drooling right now.
This time she got whacked on her shoulder.
Watch out, Galena. No ogling men with long, hard shafts—wait. That does have some possibilities.
She returned the favor, hitting his hip. He winced, stepping back.
Not wanting to damage so delicious a toy before she had the chance to play with it, Galena lowered her staff.
“That’s enough,” she said.
She was sweating, but her body was on fire for entirely different reasons.
She wondered what would be the best way to approach him. She had a lot of experience beating men. Seducing them wasn’t a strength of hers. She snorted. Arin didn’t need seducing. He just plain wanted her.
“I agree.” Lan rubbed his hip. “You are good.” He looked past her and frowned. “Now where is everyone?” he asked aloud. Galena tore her gaze from the delicious vision in front of her to look behind. The large room was now suspiciously empty. Oh, yes. People were no doubt trying to avoid another of her and Arin’s shouting matches. Not that she minded.
Ooh, makeup sex
.
It was good to be queen sometimes.
Huh. She definitely had sex on her brain.
“Probably had somewhere else to be,” she said.
Blue eyes focused on her. “They do?” he asked, smirking.
She swallowed, melting under the full force of that gaze. “They definitely do.”
“And you don’t?”
“Well, I...ah...”
He strode over to her, putting a hand on her chin. He plucked a staff from her unresisting fingers. Galena was forced to take a deep breath, inhaling more of his scent. Not good. Her body was a mass of quivering, rampaging pheromones. Lust filled her mind.
His finger stopped at her lips. Without thinking, Galena opened her mouth to suck it in. Her tongue played over his skin. His lungs expanded. His gaze clouded.
“Probably shouldn’t be doing this here.”
Probably, Galena agreed, reaching with one hand to capture his wrist and slowly dart her tongue over his palm. He tasted fantastic. The heat between her legs intensified.
She was suddenly grabbed and pressed against a hard, aroused male body. The only barrier between them was cloth dampened with sweat.
She gasped when a hand that was resting on her waist slid down to knead her ass. The gasp was swallowed by a hungry mouth descending on hers. She moaned, heat traveling down to her toes. She pushed back into the hand that held her, enjoying his touch. A lock of blonde hair teased her eyebrow, Lan’s proximity making her tremble. As if from a great distance, she heard the sound of her belt being unclasped and falling to the floor. Lan transferred his mouth to her shoulder, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. She felt hands burrowing under her tunic to find bare skin. There was a sound of material ripping. Galena gasped, pulling back from the kiss as her shirt came apart in shreds. Her hands flew automatically to her chest. Beaded nipples stabbed her palm. She shuddered and raised her head to meet Lan’s heated gaze. He covered her hands with his, intertwining their fingers and kneading and teasing her breasts in the process. Her pussy creamed. Arousal spiked through her, desire pooling low in her belly.
“Nice,” Lan murmured, then backed her to the wall. Galena stumbled, but he stopped her fall. Her fingers dug into the corded muscles of his arms. He forced his thigh between her legs, making Galena hiss and arch at the pleasurable friction. Her sensitized breasts were now pressed against Lan’s equally naked chest. It made her skin tingle.
Footsteps sounded in the hallway, but neither of them paid any attention, so focused they were on each other. Lan caught Galena’s braid and wrapped it around his arm then tugged experimentally. Galena whimpered.
They stumbled to the floor, desire coiling around her spine as Lan rolled her under him. Lan must have planned this, since his hand went immediately to her pants. They were tugged down and stripped. The cold surface of the floor bit into her ass and back. Galena shivered, the contrast between the hot body atop her and the cold wood under her too strong. She wrapped both legs around his waist, wiggling under him. Lan hissed and bent his head for another kiss. His naked erection pressed into her belly. His tongue flicked inside her mouth at the same time his hot length pushed inside her. Her walls gripped him eagerly. She was so wet, she was dripping.
The door opened.
Galena didn’t care, rocking invitingly on Lan’s cock. Need pulsated inside her, each tantalizing stroke between her walls sending another wave of pleasure through her. Lan twisted, bracing himself on both arms above her. Their gazes met and held. Breath left her lips, mingling with his. Blue eyes burning with lust stared into hers. His hips moved, swaying so slightly between the cradle of her thighs.
Her nails dug into his arm, leaving small red welts in their wake. She gasped.
* * * *
A curse rang in the air. Pumping his cock into and out of Galena’s welcoming body, Lan twisted his head to see Arin standing not two feet away, his pupils dilated and his lips parted. His fogged brain had a notion that having his lover see him fucking someone else was probably a bad idea, but each stroke sent tingling fire to his senses. He was enjoying himself too much to stop this. His body betrayed him, a wave of forbidden pleasure rising inside him, and he groaned. For some reason, Arin’s presence added another layer of excitement to the already fulfilling experience. He licked his lips. Galena was gasping and bucking under him, her damp, welcoming heat sheathing his cock. His breath hitched. Galena’s fingers dug into his ass. He was still half-wearing his pants, Galena’s knees brushing his sides. He thrust again, challenging Arin with his gaze. Galena screamed this time, hot wetness bathing his cock.
Arin shuddered, a flush covering his cheeks. Lan found himself unable to tear his gaze away from him.
Arin’s mouth worked, but no sound came away. Suddenly, he moved, his boots making sharp sounds as they moved across the floor. He stopped next to them. One fist closed in Lan’s short hair while the other was busily working on his pants. He had his cock out and was palming it in a minute. It was hard, stretching out to his full, impressive length. The plumed head was already dark and damp.
Galena whimpered.
Arin’s expression was unreadable. Spreading his legs, he pushed Lan’s head toward his groin.
Obediently, Lan licked a long line down his thigh. Arin shuddered. His grip tightened. “Open up and suck me,” he ordered, his voice rough. Humming, Lan obeyed, letting Arin put his prick into his mouth. His eyelids dropped.
Arin’s rough handling was enough to distract Lan from the pleasurable feeling coming from his cock. His nostrils flared. The combined sounds coming from both Arin and Galena were almost enough to push him over the edge. His arousal spiked.
Arin’s fingers tangled in Lan’s hair, controlling his movements. Lan growled in displeasure, letting Arin’s cock slip a little from his mouth.
“No, don’t do that,” Galena pleaded, and Lan’s eyes met her green ones, filled with lust. He realized Arin had deliberately chosen a position in which Galena could watch him pleasuring the king. He swallowed, realizing she was enjoying Arin’s presence as much as he. Deliberately, he moved his head so he could lap at the underside of Arin’s cock. He was rewarded with a sigh from both his lovers. He sank inside Galena again then rose above her, so he could swallow Arin’s dick again. Arin hissed but allowed him to control the rhythm of their coupling. Galena’s fingers dug into his arms, her gasps adding to his pleasure.
“That’s right, that’s the way she likes it,” Arin murmured, pushing into Lan’s mouth one last time. His cum flooded Lan’s mouth, the taste of his lover exploding on Lan’s tongue. He choked and pulled back, cum spilling from his mouth and dropping on Galena’s breasts. He moaned at the sight, feeling her muscles constrict around his dick. Her orgasm pushed him over the edge, and shaking from intense pleasure, he allowed himself to empty inside her. His head bowed. Galena raised on her elbows and licked his lips, tasting Arin on his tongue. A small shudder went through her, and Lan whimpered as his cock was squeezed once again.
Arin threw his head back and laughed.
* * * *
Arin was still laughing later when they were safely enclosed in his private chambers. Tears flowed down his cheeks, and he was holding his belly. Galena, wearing cast-off pants found in one of the chests down in the practice room and Arin’s cloak, was not so amused. She glared at him.
“I can’t fucking believe it. Of all the rooms in the palace,” Arin said, waving his arms, “you two had to do it in the training room.” He exploded in another burst of laughter. He howled, practically shaking from laughter.
Galena used her time to rummage in his clothes chest to find one of his tunics and was now busily pulling it overhead. It was too big for her, the sleeves falling over her wrists. Her face was flushed, and her hair was escaping her braid.
Arin’s laughter died out. “What?” he asked, hiccuping.
She pointed a finger at him.
“Don’t even try to dare and worm your way out of this.” She jabbed him in the chest. “You. Did. This.”
Arin widened his eyes. “Me?”
“Yes, you. You put a damned lust spell on him, Arin.” She stomped her foot. “And you promised me you wouldn’t do that.”
Arin had a wicked gleam in his eyes. He snorted. “I promised I wouldn’t make one for you and me. You didn’t say anything about him.”
He jerked his head toward Lan. Lan was staring at both of them in wonder.
“Excuses, excuses,” Galena replied.
Arin smirked. Galena had learned to recognize that expression on his face. Arin was immensely satisfied with himself.
“Worked like a charm, didn’t it?” Arin leaned back on the bed poster. “I couldn’t risk you two complicating this.”