Page 59 of The Lost Guard's Healer

She pulls up her dress and barely allows me a single glance at her hardened nipples before she turns around to press her front against the tree, revealing the full curves of her smooth, bare ass. “I want it like this,” she says to me. She spreads her legs slightly.

I groan at the sight of her, black hair falling down her back, smooth skin and that ass that I’ve thought about countless times before. I suck in a breath and run my hands down her body. I wrap one around her front and brush my fingers across her navel before sliding lower and finding her wet folds. I slide my fingers through them, hearing her gasp and feeling her squirm, her ass backing up against my cock when I find her clit and flick it with my fingers.

I settle my mouth against her neck and groan. “Fuck,” I whisper. “I cannot wait to be inside of you.”

“Then get inside me,” she gets out, breath hitching.

“Fuck,” I say again, but I hold myself back. I brush her hair to the side and suction my mouth to her neck as I swirl my fingers at her clit, slowly building pressure with both my mouth and my fingers until she’s writhing, unable to keep still. Her legs grow shaky, and I slowly adjust my hold on her until I can sink a finger into her entrance. She lets out a low moan and clenches around that finger.

“Gods,” I groan, unable to stop myself from sliding my throbbing cock against her ass, just to give myself something to hold me over. “You’re so tight, Galene. I need to stretch you out a little if I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Yeah,” she gets out. “I saw you.”

I chuckle darkly and pump that finger inside her as I scrape the heel of my hand against her clit. When Galene starts to move her hips against my hand, I let her take over. I’ll let her have that now so that she’s all mine when I’m inside of her.

Her hips move quickly as she grinds my hand against her, her wetness soaking my skin. I give her clit another flick and listen to her cry out before I sink another finger into her. She rides them with wild abandon before I nudge against that spot inside her, and then she’s coming undone.

I don’t wait for her orgasm to die down before I enter her from behind and she moans. I press a hand to her mouth as I pump, softly at first, before the writhing of our bodies increases and I thrust into her, harder and harder. She gasps against my palm. I breathe in the scent of her hair and kiss all along her neck, listening to the small sounds she makes and relishing in the feel of my cock pressed deep inside of her.

I rejoice in the warmth of her and the feel of her skin against mine. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard before, or this excited. The thrill surges through me as I thrust into her, pressing her more and more against the tree.

I want to see her face. To taste her. To be more with her. I pull out and quickly spin her around, listening to her gasp of surprise, and lift up her legs around my waist as I position myself to enter her once more, sinking into the hilt in one smooth motion. She moans low and her eyes flutter closed I grip her thigh and pump into her, my other hand reaching out to feel the soft swelling of her breasts, those nipples she’d barely given me a glance of earlier. Galene wraps her arms around me and kisses me firmly, our sweaty faces pressing into each other.

“Harder,” she mutters beneath her heavy breaths. “I want you.”

“I want you too,” I groan, holding her cheek and kissing her over and over. My hand lowers to her throat and I see a thrilled flash in her eye as my thumb presses against her skin. That sends her to another level of ecstasy, causing her to cry out with a shaky groan. Her eyes roll back as she gasps into the sky.

Our moans mingle together in a symphony of pleasure and desire as we reach the heights of ecstasy together. My legs weaken as I shudder and convulse, my thrill reaching its climax.

After a pause, I lower her down and we rest against each other as we calm, catching our breath. Our shoulders and chests heave against each other. I soften inside her before inching away and pulling my trousers up.

Galene steps away and shifts her dress down and adjusts her blouse. I play my fingers through her thick hair as I watch her, overwhelmed with satisfaction and contentment. We share playful grins and chuckles. The chuckles become hearty laughter as we hold each other and kiss a few more times. Neither of us wants to stop touching the other.

I want to stay in this moment forever.

“That was… something,” she says, her voice hoarse.

I clear my throat. “It was not nothing.”

There’s so much I want to say to her, but nothing feels like the right time.

We kiss until we realize we have to stop, and the impending journey and danger we’re about to face finally forces us back to the village.

We can’t hide forever. No matter how badly I might want to.

Chapter twenty-four

Rourk

Forty-six of us make our way south toward the Kingdom late in the afternoon. We keep a fast pace, but it will be a long walk to the southern farmstead where we can procure horses for the rest of the journey. I keep myself near Galene, but not close enough to draw attention to us both. A thrumming energy courses through me still when I think of what we had just done against the tree. Her firm hold of me and her powerful eyes as our bodies became one. I hadn’t realized how much I’d yearned for her, and how thrilling the ecstasy would be.

And to think, just a week ago, she had hated me with every fiber of her being. But that had been before I’d known the measure of her, and before we’d become accustomed to each other. Before we’d acknowledge the mutual goodness of our hearts, and the strength of our resolve. Now, I can’t stop thinking about her touch and the taste of her lips. I even have her soft, strong voice playing in my mind.

Swaths of deep reds and oranges fill the sky, telling me that something terrible will happen tonight. The red sky at night summons the blight.

I look around at the familiar faces around me, proud of how many we have with us. Almost every able-bodied adult from the tribe. Those who do not have young ones or elderly to care for. It does bother me how few hunters we left to keep the village secure, but we focus our efforts on helping the Kingdom. It’s a strange thought to think I have an army with me again. A strange army of peaceful farmers and hunters with no soldiers and minimal combat experience.

I sense Bohan stepping closer beside me. He gives me a small nod.

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