“I’ll talk to the surgeon later. I’m sure he can help with what I’ll need. Now,” she said with a wink, “speaking of what I need…”
He wrapped his arms around her and crushed his mouth to hers again. Daris shifted, walking her backwards until she was stopped by something at her back and she whimpered to get closer to him.
Daris moved his hands over her back, down to her waist, his fingers digging into her hips before he reached down, grabbing her ass and lifting her. Terena’s mouth opened, her legs wrapping around his waist, and she had a second to revel in the hunger of his gaze before he slammed his lips back to hers. He moved, the muscles beneath her fingers shifting, and then he bent over, lowering her onto the cot. She kept her legs wrapped around him, unwilling to let him go as he growled at how little space the cot afforded him. He pulled back, grabbing the bedding and tossing it on the floor, then lifted her and spun before lowering her onto the blankets and furs.
“Wait!” she said, her hands flying up to his shoulders. He was panting, breathing as hard as she was, and it made something unfurl low in her belly as she gazed up at him. “Daris, we should stop.”
He looked like he’d never heard a worse idea in his life, and she smiled. “I only meant… Daris you were dead a few days ago! You fucking lost your eye! You need to heal still and I?—”
Daris growled and grabbed her wrist, pulling it to the laces of his breeches. “Does this feel like I need to heal?”
Terena shivered at the feel of his hard length beneath her palm. This was definitely a much different Daris than the one before he lost his eye. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy, but she had to try one last time. “Baby, I don’t doubt your… strength. I’m worried about you, though. We should wait.”
“If you want to stop, we’ll stop,” he said, and she thrilled at the frustration she heard in his voice. “But I am fully healed, I promise you.”
“Good enough for me,” she smirked and yanked his head back down, slamming her lips to his.
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
“It was a memory.”
Daris’s eye drifted open, and he stared up at the canvas of his tent. He pulled Terena closer, letting his hand drift down to her thigh and up to her hip, drawing lazy patterns across her fair skin. He’d fallen asleep, sated and at peace for the first time in ages. Terena lay tucked at his side, her soft breaths on his chest. It was nice to fall asleep like this, even nicer to wake up with her snuggled against him.
“What was?” he asked, his voice sleep roughened.
“Your dream of me,” she whispered. Gooseflesh rose on his skin from the movement of her lips. Daris ducked his chin to look at her. She moved her head to meet his gaze.
“Aye.”
The quiet lengthened as she continued to stare at him, and he held her gaze. “Was that the only one you’ve had of us?”
He stared at her a moment more before nodding. “Aye.”
She shifted, her gaze now following the path of her hand as it trailed across his chest, tracing old scars, and then around his nipple. His breath hissed as his nipple hardened, heat coursing slowly down his belly to his groin, and he gripped her hand. He folded his fingers around hers and brought it to his lips.
“If you keep that up, we won’t be getting up for a long while,” he muttered.
Terena stretched up, holding his stare as she straddled him. His face tightened as he dropped his hands to her hips.
“I wasn’t trying to be subtle,” she whispered, and he groaned when she rolled her hips.
The tent flap rustled and Daris bolted up, shielding Terena’s body with his own.
“Messene better be under attack,” Daris shouted when he caught sight of Jason. The younger man’s face heated. He spun around, his back stiff.
“Apologies, Commander,” said Jason. “Captain Athanasi and his men are moving out. He wants a word before he leaves.”
Daris swore under his breath. “Tell him I’ll be there shortly.”
Jason moved to the tent flap and called back, “Good to see you feeling better, Commander.”
Daris waited until the man had gone before looking at Terena. She was staring down at him with a small smile.
“Does ‘shortly’ mean we have time to play, or…”
Daris grinned and settled onto his back. “If you want to play, I will not stop you.”
Terena lost her smile and her eyes glittered as she shifted again and his cock bucked at the friction. He hissed, his grip tightening on her hips when she lifted and moved her hand down to guide him to her entrance.
