Page 69 of Conflicted Fate
At some point, I came again.
And then again. I was nothing but a ragdoll in his grip, everything bouncing wildly, my body his to take, to use as he pleased, and he did, over and over again. I couldn’t control anything but the tiny sliver of my mind that enabled me to keep breathing throughout.
Everything was a blur, one climax after another blending into each other. Was it six? Seven? I didn’t know, and I doubted I’d ever be able to count. It was all so intense. I couldn’t even summon the coherence to lift my head as my ass cheeks bounced and rippled with every thrust of his hips.
And then, all at once, the only thing I knew waswarmth. It erupted out of his cock, filling me, the sudden change in sensation causing a tiny orgasm to pulse within me. It was all I had left, the only energy my body still contained, but it was enough.
Kiel grabbed my shoulders as I flopped forward on his chest, all but passing out from the letdown of the roughest, most intense fucking I’d ever had. My intentions had been to make love under the moonlight, but our bodies had apparently thought otherwise.
Not once, throughout it all, had we exchanged any words. All that needed to be said was said with our bodies.
I smiled at him even as I drifted off into a post-sex stupor. Did he smile back? Or was that a hallucination? I wasn’t sure.
Kiel rolled me onto my back among the grasses.
Just before I passed out, a single shooting star streaked across the entire sky, bright enough to leave a trail.
And it was green …
Chapter Thirty-Five
We approached Nycitum from the far east, skirting along the mountains, staying well away from the roads. Moving an army that large—we numbered near ten thousand strong—without being seen by scouts or regular travelers would be difficultwithoutdoing it on the main thoroughfare leading right up to the main gates.
The problem wasn’t getting to within visual distance of Nycitum without being spotted. I was fairly certain we’d managed that, based on what I could see as I hunkered down in the short grasses beside Kiel, staring at the city.
“They aren’t ready for us,” Gare observed.
“Maybe not,” Andi said, “but we still have the little problem of getting from here to the gates without themgettingready. If they close up shop, we’re going to have a hell of a time getting past those walls.”
“Could we just go down the exhaust shafts again, like you guys did?” Clive offered. “It would be slow going, but it would get us into the heart of the citadel.”
“If they’re smart, they’ll be keeping everything lit and burning,” Kiel said, killing that idea where it lay. “We’d never make it. No, we need to somehow get to the gates without them thinking we’re their enemies. So theyletus in.”
“What about ore carts?” I suggested. “That would let us get right up to the gate. We could probably pack ten or twenty people into each one.”
Kiel nodded. “I was thinking the same. It’s not that unusual to see several carts come together. We could hijack the next one that comes along.”
“Who knows when that will be,” Gare said. “Can we stay hidden that long?”
It wasn’t just staying hidden we had to worry about, either. Our army was currently riding a wave of righteous anger and determination because of what had happened to Arcadia. The longer we waited, the more that wave would diminish. We couldn’t afford that. We had to attack, soon.
“What if wegivethem a target?” I said, an idea coming to me. “A distraction, to draw their attention away. We’ll prey on their assumptions.”
“How so?” Kiel asked, looking sideways at me.
“First, you’re going to have to be the big, bad guy you’ve been made out to be. Then you’re going to have to chase all of us helpless women.” I feigned a pouting, watery-eyed look.
Kiel snorted. “They won’t buy that.”
“Youwouldn’t. But these are Wulfhere. All male soldiers? Come on, they’re going to buy it without a second thought,” I said.
Andi nodded in agreement.
“All right,” Kiel said, glancing at Gare, who wisely looked away, unwilling to comment. “So, what’s the rest of the idea?”
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“Help!”
