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.* * * * * Have you demanded your forfeit from the princess? Pall asked Martigay laterthat day.Martigay shrugged. The lady doesn t have anything I want. You could ask her to kiss your ass. Martigay winced in the middle of a grin. Somehow that doesn t seem veryappealing. You could ask her to kiss my ass, Pall put to her cheerfully as Martigay respondedwith a crooked smile. And while you re at it, you could get her to shag me, as well. Martigay grinned suspiciously at him. You fancy the princess? Pall shrugged. She s a looker. That s all she is, Martigay grunted. Setting your sights a bit high, aren t you? Speak for yourself, Martigay.You re not the only ambitious soldier in this army. I ll give your suggestion some thought, she told him. Right now I m playingwith the idea of telling her to go to Hadi s. Can you get there from here? Pall inquired with a lazy, philosophical air.Martigay nodded. It s west of here.Way, way west.Overseas, I think.I ll draw hera map, Martigay said lightly. And she can spend the rest of her life trying to find it. 61 Madison HayesChapter Eleven What is it about women and horses? With these words to Warrik, Dye slid aglance sideways at Martigay.Just for a chance to get out and ride, he d joined a unit he was sending north tomeet a supply train.Two of his messengers accompanied him, one of whom wasMartigay.When Warrik had found Dye saddling his mount, the big blond had insistedon tagging along.Warrik grinned at his friend as he considered his answer.Turning in his saddle torest a hand on his destroyer s rump, he took a good, long look at Dye s Captain ofMessengers riding about twenty paces distant on their right. Your captain is fond of her pony? Dye nodded. Uncommonly fond. Warrik grinned. That little leather saddle of hers fits her like a glove. Dyefrowned at the grinning Khal and Warrik laughed at him. I have it on good authoritythat a woman can come while in the saddle riding. Dye turned stunned eyes on his friend. You re yanking my chain, he said flatly.Warrik shook his head. When a woman spreads her legs in the saddle, the horse sgirth is enough to part the lips between her legs.Add a nice, well-fitting, smooth leathersaddle and Warrik shrugged with a grin. No. Dye leaned forward in his saddle to view Martigay and found her returninghis gaze. No, he repeated uncertainly. She s been watching you all morning, Warrik pointed out.Dye frowned at the giant blond. No, he repeated. Without& ? & touching herself? Slowly, slyly, Warrik nodded. You re not serious.You re messing with me. Warrik laughed. Five gold says we can make her come. Dye considered his friend uncertainly. How would we know? If she did? We ll know, Warrik declared with confidence.Although the morning was brisk, the late winter sun was bright and shone down towarm Warrik s chest after he pulled off his doeskin jerkin, bundled it into a ball, tossedit at Dye and wrapped his reins loosely around the pommel of his saddle.The sun wasalmost in the middle of the sky as he leaned back, closed his eyes, and rested his handsjust behind his saddle on the black s rump.The horse s gait lifted his hips in anundulating motion that was more than suggestive.62 Dye s Kingdom: Wanting It ForeverDye watched Martigay while continuing his conversation with his friend.Morethan once, she glanced their way while the horses plodded on at a steady pace and herpony s gait rocked her body like a loosely fluttering wave.Dye shook his head with asnort when Warrik tossed his head, shaking out his thick gold mane and then running abig hand back through his hair. How am I doing? he asked Dye with a wink. You re an idiot, man. By now, Northman, you should know better than to insult me. They continued on about a half league before Warrik shifted as though he wereuncomfortable, stretching his huge tiger-like frame to clasp both his hands behind hisneck.Slowly, he turned his upper body first to the left, then right before heunwound his arms and reached for the ties at his groin.Dye snorted. What are you doing, now? Getting comfortable, Warrik explained easily. Is she watching? Aye& no& aye. Slowly, lazily, Warrik pulled on his ties to loosen them. Still watching? Aye. Warrik stretched lazily, hooking the top edge of his doeskins with his thumb anddragging the breeks away from his body and down.Despite himself, Dye began tolaugh. Fuck me, Warrik.You re crazy! Warrik returned an easy grin. She still watching? Aye, Dye laughed. Everyone s watching! You re making a fucking spectacle ofyourself. Good, he returned. Now it s your turn. What! I m just the warm-up act.You re the main attraction. Reining in his mount, Warrik turned the black s head to come up behind, thenalongside Dye s mount, to position Dye between himself and the girl. Get rid of thatvest and jerkin, he told him. No.Take your time, you ignorant, northern barbarian.Don t you know anything about women? In answer, Dye shot vest and jerkins at the big man s face as Warrik caught theclothing easily. Now rub your hands down your thighs, Warrik suggested, his eyeson the woman across the way. What for? Warrik pretended a sigh. Try to work with me, here, Dye.Just do it. Shifting in his saddle, Dye dragged his hands down the tops of his thighs as hewatched Warrik s eyes on the girl. Oh yeah, Warrik breathed in appreciation, she likes that. Why? What s she doing? 63 Madison HayesWarrik ignored the King of Thrall. Now, stand up in the stirrups and adjustyour Aye, man.Aye.I get it.I don t need to be told everything. With his weight on hisfeet in the stirrups, Dye adjusted the doeskin that bunched in his crotch, which, by thattime, needed adjusting.Dropping back into the saddle, he tugged at the front of his tiesas though making himself comfortable.Wrapping his reins around the pommel on hissaddle, he then reached up with both hands to push his long fingers back through thesilken fire of his hair.Warrik chuckled quietly. You should see this, he said in a low voice. She can ttake her eyes off you. The big blond sighed contentedly. And all the time, that ponykeeps up that steady rocking pace.I ll bet she s creaming for you right now.I ll bet she sabout one inch away from arrival. Dye pulled in his bottom lip with his tongue. She s not the only one, he muttered. No! Don t look at her or she ll be onto us in an instant [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.* * * * * Have you demanded your forfeit from the princess? Pall asked Martigay laterthat day.Martigay shrugged. The lady doesn t have anything I want. You could ask her to kiss your ass. Martigay winced in the middle of a grin. Somehow that doesn t seem veryappealing. You could ask her to kiss my ass, Pall put to her cheerfully as Martigay respondedwith a crooked smile. And while you re at it, you could get her to shag me, as well. Martigay grinned suspiciously at him. You fancy the princess? Pall shrugged. She s a looker. That s all she is, Martigay grunted. Setting your sights a bit high, aren t you? Speak for yourself, Martigay.You re not the only ambitious soldier in this army. I ll give your suggestion some thought, she told him. Right now I m playingwith the idea of telling her to go to Hadi s. Can you get there from here? Pall inquired with a lazy, philosophical air.Martigay nodded. It s west of here.Way, way west.Overseas, I think.I ll draw hera map, Martigay said lightly. And she can spend the rest of her life trying to find it. 61 Madison HayesChapter Eleven What is it about women and horses? With these words to Warrik, Dye slid aglance sideways at Martigay.Just for a chance to get out and ride, he d joined a unit he was sending north tomeet a supply train.Two of his messengers accompanied him, one of whom wasMartigay.When Warrik had found Dye saddling his mount, the big blond had insistedon tagging along.Warrik grinned at his friend as he considered his answer.Turning in his saddle torest a hand on his destroyer s rump, he took a good, long look at Dye s Captain ofMessengers riding about twenty paces distant on their right. Your captain is fond of her pony? Dye nodded. Uncommonly fond. Warrik grinned. That little leather saddle of hers fits her like a glove. Dyefrowned at the grinning Khal and Warrik laughed at him. I have it on good authoritythat a woman can come while in the saddle riding. Dye turned stunned eyes on his friend. You re yanking my chain, he said flatly.Warrik shook his head. When a woman spreads her legs in the saddle, the horse sgirth is enough to part the lips between her legs.Add a nice, well-fitting, smooth leathersaddle and Warrik shrugged with a grin. No. Dye leaned forward in his saddle to view Martigay and found her returninghis gaze. No, he repeated uncertainly. She s been watching you all morning, Warrik pointed out.Dye frowned at the giant blond. No, he repeated. Without& ? & touching herself? Slowly, slyly, Warrik nodded. You re not serious.You re messing with me. Warrik laughed. Five gold says we can make her come. Dye considered his friend uncertainly. How would we know? If she did? We ll know, Warrik declared with confidence.Although the morning was brisk, the late winter sun was bright and shone down towarm Warrik s chest after he pulled off his doeskin jerkin, bundled it into a ball, tossedit at Dye and wrapped his reins loosely around the pommel of his saddle.The sun wasalmost in the middle of the sky as he leaned back, closed his eyes, and rested his handsjust behind his saddle on the black s rump.The horse s gait lifted his hips in anundulating motion that was more than suggestive.62 Dye s Kingdom: Wanting It ForeverDye watched Martigay while continuing his conversation with his friend.Morethan once, she glanced their way while the horses plodded on at a steady pace and herpony s gait rocked her body like a loosely fluttering wave.Dye shook his head with asnort when Warrik tossed his head, shaking out his thick gold mane and then running abig hand back through his hair. How am I doing? he asked Dye with a wink. You re an idiot, man. By now, Northman, you should know better than to insult me. They continued on about a half league before Warrik shifted as though he wereuncomfortable, stretching his huge tiger-like frame to clasp both his hands behind hisneck.Slowly, he turned his upper body first to the left, then right before heunwound his arms and reached for the ties at his groin.Dye snorted. What are you doing, now? Getting comfortable, Warrik explained easily. Is she watching? Aye& no& aye. Slowly, lazily, Warrik pulled on his ties to loosen them. Still watching? Aye. Warrik stretched lazily, hooking the top edge of his doeskins with his thumb anddragging the breeks away from his body and down.Despite himself, Dye began tolaugh. Fuck me, Warrik.You re crazy! Warrik returned an easy grin. She still watching? Aye, Dye laughed. Everyone s watching! You re making a fucking spectacle ofyourself. Good, he returned. Now it s your turn. What! I m just the warm-up act.You re the main attraction. Reining in his mount, Warrik turned the black s head to come up behind, thenalongside Dye s mount, to position Dye between himself and the girl. Get rid of thatvest and jerkin, he told him. No.Take your time, you ignorant, northern barbarian.Don t you know anything about women? In answer, Dye shot vest and jerkins at the big man s face as Warrik caught theclothing easily. Now rub your hands down your thighs, Warrik suggested, his eyeson the woman across the way. What for? Warrik pretended a sigh. Try to work with me, here, Dye.Just do it. Shifting in his saddle, Dye dragged his hands down the tops of his thighs as hewatched Warrik s eyes on the girl. Oh yeah, Warrik breathed in appreciation, she likes that. Why? What s she doing? 63 Madison HayesWarrik ignored the King of Thrall. Now, stand up in the stirrups and adjustyour Aye, man.Aye.I get it.I don t need to be told everything. With his weight on hisfeet in the stirrups, Dye adjusted the doeskin that bunched in his crotch, which, by thattime, needed adjusting.Dropping back into the saddle, he tugged at the front of his tiesas though making himself comfortable.Wrapping his reins around the pommel on hissaddle, he then reached up with both hands to push his long fingers back through thesilken fire of his hair.Warrik chuckled quietly. You should see this, he said in a low voice. She can ttake her eyes off you. The big blond sighed contentedly. And all the time, that ponykeeps up that steady rocking pace.I ll bet she s creaming for you right now.I ll bet she sabout one inch away from arrival. Dye pulled in his bottom lip with his tongue. She s not the only one, he muttered. No! Don t look at her or she ll be onto us in an instant [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]