Claimed by the Barbarian by Samantha Madisen

Author:Samantha Madisen [Madisen, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2021-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

She awoke to the sound of a clatter, and sat up in the furs, straining to see in the light of the now-dying fire. She recognized the bulk of Sedrak’s great form, as he labored to bend over and scoop a goblet from the ground. When he stood up, Leola could see that he had been drinking. Sadness lurked in his eyes.

“Did you… not enjoy the feast, Master?” she asked.

Sedrak set the goblet down and harrumphed. “Feast,” he repeated. He waved a hand dismissively in the direction of the sounds of revelry that echoed outside the tent walls.

Then he looked at her, and the air between them seemed to smolder. Leola could not escape the grip of her attraction to him, the reawakening of her desire, even as much as she was exasperated by his ever-changing moods, and perplexed by his behavior.

“I am a king,” he declared, and paused so long that Leola almost said something, believing he expected affirmation. “And I cannot do all I please. What do you think of that, Leola Grace?”

Leola did not know what to say. In her chest, a cool feeling swirled, empty and full at the same time. She wanted him to come to her, but she was too unsettled to speak her desires.

“Hmm?” Sedrak said, almost growling. “What do you think of a king such as I am?”

“Master,” she said quietly, and saw something harden in his face. She spoke quickly to dispel whatever had taken root inside of him. “I do not… it is not my place… I do not know what… to say.”

Sedrak nodded, as though he agreed very much with what she had said. He moved toward her, standing at the foot of the pile of furs.

The fur she had been clutching slipped from her hand, baring her breasts. The cool air caressed her nipples, they hardened and ached, and she knew that she ached for his touch. She held his gaze, though it burned through her, mixing with the cool emptiness in her chest.

“Rise for your master, Leola Grace,” he said quietly, his hand beckoning her.

She slipped her legs beneath her and rose to her knees. She was naked, and her skin was covered in gooseflesh with a single shiver. Sedrak held out his hand, and she took it, rising to stand before him.

She did not know what he wanted: it could be anything. Her breath was caught in her chest. His eyes were still burning into her, but she dared not to look away.

He put his fingers in her hair, pushing it back, grazing her shoulder and sending an electric shiver through her whole body. He tilted her chin toward him and put his lips to hers, cupping her head with his large hand.

Her skin prickled and her eyes fluttered shut at the soft touch of his lips. After drinking from her mouth, his lips moved over her cheekbone and to her ear.

“Do you enjoy your corrections, Leola?” he whispered, his lips barely grazing her neck just below her ear.

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