Mated to the Barbarians by Madisen Samantha

Author:Madisen, Samantha [Madisen, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2017-12-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Vorag took a deep breath of the cool mountain air, the sounds of horse hooves finally on rock making him relax.

Golar rode beside him and looked just as relieved as he was that they were finally out of the heat and wetness and stench of the valley and back among the rocks.

It would only be another day or so before they saw the caves yawning in front of them in welcome.

He looked over his shoulder to see Helena riding a few steps behind them, her arms wrapped around Vala who was at the reins. He could just make out the fur that covered her shoulders. His cock moved again at the memory of what her bare flesh looked like and he smiled at the thought of having her again.

As he turned to look forward again, he caught sight of one of the younger men, Darak, staring at Helena, too. His brow furrowed and something hardened inside him. He watched and soon realized this was no casual glance.

Giving his mount’s reins a tug, he veered off the path and waited for first Vala and Helena to pass before nudging his horse into a walk beside Darak’s.

Darak turned to look at him and the hungry smile he’d been wearing left his mouth. “Good ride, brother,” he said.

Vorag replied with a single growl.

Unable to hold his gaze, Darak looked straight ahead, pretending to focus on the best way to maneuver the easy path they were on.

From where he was beside him, Vorag could see exactly what Darak had been looking at. The sweeping curve of Helena’s back was clearly visible; the fur she was wearing barely covered it. The way she was sitting, Darak had a clear view of her bottom hole as she rode pressed close to Vala.

He looked back at Darak but the young Grahr didn’t dare meet his gaze. “Darak?” he growled.

Only then did Darak look over but even still only for a moment before looking ahead again with a nervous smile this time. “Yes, Vorag?”

“What was that you were looking at?” Vorag asked.

Darak cleared his throat, eyes darting from one side of the path to the other. “Looking at?”

“Yes,” Vorag replied. “You were looking at something and smiling. What was it?”

Darak furrowed his brow in confusion. “I… I was looking at your bride, brother. She has a pretty ass.”

His words sent a bolt of some emotion tearing through Vorag. He had no idea what it was but as it coursed through his veins he suddenly had the urge to reach over and rip Darak’s head off his shoulders for what he’d said.

He clenched his jaw and suppressed the urge as Darak shot him nervous glances.

“Is… is something wrong, brother?” Darak asked.

His first instinct was to snarl at the young one, tell him to mind his own business and to keep his eyes off his bride. But why? This was against their ways. The Grahr shared everything. If Darak wanted to look at or even take his bride, it was his right.

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