The Last Prince (Barbarian Gods Book 1) by Audrey Noire

Author:Audrey Noire [Noire, Audrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780995805019
Publisher: Heart Candies Publishing
Published: 2016-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

11

Ciarin

“Tell me about your brothers again,” Bridget said, sleepy and in the nest of blankets I’d made for her. She was bare to me, her skin like sweet silk against mine. We’d spent the night twined around one another, and her warmth had kept me awake even as she slept.

It had been the most restful night of sleeplessness I’d ever experienced.

“You want to hear tales of my brothers while you lay naked in my bed?” I asked. She rolled her head to look at me and made a soft, amused noise.

“You’re feeling threatened by men who aren’t even here, while I lay naked in your bed? And, also, I’d like to point out this isn’t your bed, it’s our bed, and it’s not even a bed.” She curled closer to me, shifting so her cheek was pressed against the hard planes of my chest. I watched her as she closed her eyes, and I could feel her breath as it brushed over my skin.

She was right, it was foolish to be caught up in jealousy with my brothers. They were incased in the ice and snow, and did not even know of her lovely existence. If anything, they should have been jealous of me.

“Please,” she asked again, and when she wriggled down into the blankets more and gave me a wide-eyed stare I found myself unable to deny her anything. She could have asked for every one of the stars in the sky, and I would have spent the rest of my pitiful existence collecting the sparkling gems for her.

“Anything you wish,” I said, coiling my arms tight around her. My hands brushed along the small of her back and she sighed, her eyes fluttering shut with pleasure at the touch. “What do you want to know?”

“What was it like growing up as bunch of princes in a castle,” she asked as she let out a long and happy moan when my fingers worked into the muscles of her back.

“Can you not imagine it?” I wondered and was rewarded by her pressing closer to me. I wanted nothing more than to be beside her, but she had asked for a story. I would tell her one. “We were young, and impetuous. Even Conor, our eldest brother and our future king, was as wild as any of us. He did try to impart a sort of wise seriousness onto our adventures, with mixed success.”

“Did they all look like you?” her voice was thick with sleep and I wondered if she’d drift off during my tale-telling. Well, either way, I was grateful to have her close to me.

“I am the black sheep of the family, and in that I mean quite literally. Conor is blond, tall as the day is long, with handsome blue eyes. Darragh and Diarmuid are alike in their own way, but both darker blond. Liam has a touch of red in his hair, but you would only notice in the sun. All of us wear the muscles of

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