“I can’t stop thinking about you,” she said, her voice breathy. She ached to feel all of him. “Do you—we can’t… can we?”
“What?” he asked as he moved his lips along her jaw, teasing the corner of her lips. He ground his hips into hers and she felt the hard length of him against her belly. She whimpered.
“I want to fuck you,” she said, her face heating with her words, her embarrassment quickly fading as he took her lips again. His kiss was hot, urgent, his tongue deep in her mouth in long, achingly slow strokes.
“Please,” she said when he broke the kiss, her hands on his chest, running over it as she tried to find a way inside his clothes.
“Not here, Ren,” he groaned. She slid her hand down to his breeches, enjoying his hiss of pleasure as she put her hand over his cock. It bucked in her hand and she laughed.
“He says otherwise,” she murmured, biting at his lower lip.
“He always does,” Daris said through gritted teeth as she strokedhim through his breeches. He put his hand on her wrist to still her but she kept it there while she traced his lips with her tongue.
“What if?—”
“This is where we all piss, you know,” Croak called out in a loud voice.
Terena started, whipping her head around when she heard others laughing softly. Daris swore, wrapping his arms around her.
Terena was about to tell them to leave them alone when she heard a trickling noise. “Gods! Are you really doing that now?”
“Can’t stop midstream,” Croak yelled. “We started pissing before we heard you two. Thought it was a couple of animals.”
More laughter.
“Guess we were right,” Gabriol said.
“Fucking gods,” Terena hissed. She grabbed Daris’s hand and pulled him behind her as they heard one of his men call out.
“Apologies, Commander.” She thought it might be Fane.
More laughter followed, and Terena fumed. When they were far enough away, Daris reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, stopping her as he pulled her against him. When she looked up, he had a big grin on his face.
“I don’t know what you think is so funny,” she said, pushing against him.
He tightened his hold and laughed. “It was a little funny.”
She started pushing against him in earnest, but he laughed and bent his head to her neck. He bit her softly and when she stilled he soothed it with soft kisses.
“I promise,” he said between kisses he trailed up her jaw and back to her lips. “The next village we come to tomorrow, we’ll get a room.”
She mumbled under her breath about shitty brothers and he chuckled.
“But,” he said when she’d relaxed against him once more, “I’d like to sleep by you tonight, if that’s all right with you. Watching you from across the fire isn’t good enough.”
Terena melted but threw him a sour look before she turned and started walking back. “Fine.”
His chuckle as he followed her back was his only response.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
They rode all day before stopping at a village north of the border in Pyrgos. Daris assigned Jason, Michael and Fane to care for the horses while he went with Rydon to secure rooms. Terena, Gabriol, Sonah, and Croak walked to a nearby tavern Daris had pointed out. They were all to meet back there for dinner.
After they had pulled a couple of tables together, Gabriol shoved Croak toward the bar to get a few pitchers of ale, wine and one with water for Daris.
Croak drained his first tankard and was well into his second when the Liodari showed up. Jason frowned at the seating arrangements and shot Croak a scowl. As he grabbed a seat at the other end, Sonah jumped up and moved to sit next to him. Terena and Gabriol exchanged a look and Terena had to smother her smile behind her wine glass.
Gabriol was in deep conversation with Fane when Rydon strode in. Terena’s eyes shot up and she barely glanced at him before her eyes shifted to the man behind him.
