Page 121 of A Trial of Fate

At first, I was embarrassed… But then I thought,screw it, and decided to embrace the situation I was in. It was wrong—so wrong—but also arousing to hear them. I continued to stroke my clit, allowing my fingers to dip inside my folds that were dripping with anticipation as I pictured the scene unfolding on the other side of the wall, hearing Castor tell his female to turn over on her hands and knees as he began pounding her from behind. She screamed for him to fuck her harder as the rhythm of their pace increased.

I grabbed my breast and twisted one of my nipples, imagining someone was here with me, giving me just the right amount of pain to add to my pleasure. I was just about to plunge my slickened fingers inside my opening when a large thud landed right next to my head, jolting me out of my trance. The slapping and rapid erratic sounds changed, and they were now throwing off my mood.To each their own… I was not one to judge, but I also wasn’t in the mood for something quick and dirty. I wanted something more sensual and slow. So I grabbed my pillow, spun around, and relocated the head of my bed to the other side.

The moaning and bangs of their coitus were reduced to background noise as I continued right where I left off. I fondled myself with my fingers again, followed by slow pulsing circles that got me right back on track. I released my own moan of pleasure as my mind drifted off into a cloud of ecstasy.

“Oh. Gods…” I couldn’t help what happened next, and honestly, I didn’t want to. I was no longer imagining Castor and his female or the character in my book. It was Daxton.

It was Daxton’s hands that were cupping my breast, and Daxton’s fingers that were slowly circling my dripping entrance before diving inside of me. I imagined how his long fingers would feel inside my opening, bringing new sensations and pleasure to life that I had never dreamed of being real. And then I dared to dream what it would feel like to have him fill me with his cock. For him to be my first and bury his hard length deep inside of me, feeding my need for him and satisfying me like no one else could. My thumb—well, in my mind, his thumb—massaged the bundle of nerves at my apex as his fingers danced inside of me, curling them just right.

I was in trouble now.

I was in the deep end of the pool, sinking into the daydreams I’d denied myself for far too long. Rational thought was long gone. Tonight, when I saw Daxton shirtless after his training session, I imagined what it would be like to bite down on the base of his neck just below his collarbone as he thrust himself deep inside my aching center. Regardless of the fact that I had no logical claim to him, I wanted to leave a mark on his flesh so no other female would think to take him for themselves. The thought of a powerful male like Daxton being mine drove me higher into a field of pleasurable ecstasy.

His neck, of all things. Gods, there were too many options for how I wanted to kiss and caress just his fucking neck. I pictured Daxton’s hands possessively caressing my curves, holding me with a relentless grip that never broke, while his delicious lips crashed into my own—devouring me, mind, body, and soul. Our kiss deepened as Daxton’s tongue explored my mouth with a feverish hunger that would never be satisfied. Gods alive, I wanted to taste those lips.

“Yes. Gods, yes!” I moaned as I pumped myself harder, releasing cries of pleasure a bit louder than I had intended.

“Mmmm,” a deeper-sounding moan laced with heated pleasure drifted through the wall behind me.

Daxton?

I froze. I knew my room was sandwiched between Dax and Cas, and I knew he was on the other side, but… Oh. Gods. Was he alone? Or had he found another female to bed for the night? The thought of him even touching someone else was beginning to send me into a blind rage. So, I stopped and listened carefully.

Silence.

And then there it was again—a deep, sensual moan thatcaught my breath in my chest and melted my core. He was alone, and he was doing the exact same thingIwas. I grinned a wicked, sultry smile and happily continued pleasuring myself, throwing all caution to the wind now. Letting my mind freely wander and picturing Daxton on the other side of the wall.

I slid my fingers in and out of my dripping-wet center, thumbing my clit with the other hand flat against the wall, picturing Daxton’s strong hands stroking his own hardened length. I could hear his ragged breath through the thin slits, and it only spurred me on more.

Gods, please excuse me, but I’d bet the fate of these trials that his cock was amazing.

The wall behind me began to freeze. Daxton’s magic was spreading through the barrier between us, slowly caressing every inch of my skin. I welcomed the cold touch of his presence, and my animal responded by pumping a surge of power through me to send back to him. The touch of his ice trickled along my neck, slowly outlining my breasts before piercing my already hard nipples. The pleasure was wickedly delicious. The feeling of pain was only there for a second before pleasure took its place. It was almost like he was here with me, our magic intertwining and dancing between the barrier that separated us.

I arched my back as I pumped myself faster. I was so close, on the verge of exploding with an intense wave of pleasure that continued to build and build. The final touch that sent me over the edge was hearing Dax on the other side of the wall moan as a strong blast of his magic hit me. It sent tingles and pricks of sensation across every inch of my flesh. We both shattered, coming together with loud moans of utter satisfaction. Waves of intense pleasure rolled through me as the icy-cold touch of my skin slowly melted away.

Throwing both hands over my head, I felt completely relaxed and satisfied after having one of the most intense orgasms of my life. I moved my bindings back over my breasts and curled onto my side. I was able to find my release, but the thoughts ofhimlingered in the confines of my mind.I mean, how could they not?Gods above. I had just masturbated to completion with Daxton. And as odd as that idea might have been to others, I found it incredibly arousing.

I drifted to sleep, picturing Daxton’s face.

Was it logical? Nope, definitely not.

But sometimes, I had to ignore the logic and bask in the glory of the moment. In the morning, I planned to deny this ever happened,but for now, this was our dirtylittle secret.

Chapter Twenty-Six

In the early hours of dawn,the deck of the ship was practically vacant as most of the crew on board continued to sleep soundly. Only a handful of sailors manned the wheel and various posts, and they didn’t even seem to notice my presence. Venturing to the front of the ship, I leaned over the railing to look out into a vast ocean with no landmasses in sight.

“I didn’t anticipate this lovely sight as I awoke this fine morning,” Fjorda said as his cabin door opened and closed behind him.

“I’m an early riser, and I was able to sleep really well last night.” Due to factors I wasnotgoing to share, but I do admit I hadn’t slept so soundly in a long while.

“There is nothing that rivals being rocked to sleep by the waves aboard theOpal. I will agree with you there, fair champion.” Fjorda turned to one of his crew members overseeing the ship during the night. “Go get some sleep. I will take over for now.”

“Yes, Captain.” The fae gave a short nod to Fjorda and made his way toward his bunk below deck for some much-needed rest. The sailor paused for a moment as he passed me and tilted his head downward, dipping his shoulder forward as well. It took me a second to recognize the gesture as a bow of respect, but when I did, I gave him one in return. His smile was kind and genuine, giving me yet another reminder of why I volunteered for the trials in the first place. It was not just my home I was trying to save.

“It won’t be long now,” Fjorda said as he stepped beside me along the railing. “Perhaps another few days. The winds seem to be in our favor, speeding this trip along.”

“Long until what?” I asked as the winds suddenly changed. I glanced upward at the flag flying on the mainmast as it twisted and turned around on itself.

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