All Chapters of The Barbarian's Pleasure: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

His arm hooked around my waist, no longer able to restrain himself and held me down on him as my body took off in violent shudders. It spurred him deep into my center, far behind my belly and so deeply that I was certain he could go no further.I could feel the melding of our thigh and where my lips sucked along his sack, telling me that he was fully in me as he too began bucking, pulsing inside me in tiny hops that told me his seed was ripping from him.I found myself screaming in ecstasy. Feeling both powerful and beautiful astride him.He growled as he finished and brought my head down to take my mouth more forcefully. Consuming it hungrily. His thick tongue delving into my mouth as if to mark me his eternally.He shifted sideways with me still on his lap and eased out of me as he turned us both onto our sides. His hand moved to rest on my hip, and he was giving my face a thoughtful study. However, by now, it was growing dim enough from the sun descending beyond the porthole that I

“Well, My Brother, perhaps it is time you learn.” Sebastian suggested. “We’ve a long voyage ahead of us. Maybe you should spend it learning how to treat the girl as a mate. Not a slave.”“I’ve never had one.”“A mate? Most of us haven’t...” Sebastian admitted. “Still, we somehow find a way to figure it out. And haven’t you adapted more than most in your long life?”Mardichi gave a grudging head tilt.“From a murderous barbarian on the edge of Greece, to turning about into a Templar Knight to falling from grace to become a shapeshifting immortal...I’d say you’ve done some adapting...” Sebastian said dryly.Mardichi grunted. “We all have.”“And I’d combat your argument by citing that though you’ve never had a mate. You’ve had plenty of slaves. And you certainly thought you knew how to treat them. So mayhap you should begin by learning how to do the opposite of that.”“Are you giving me romance advice, Bast?”Bast chuckled. “I suppose someone must.”“Pity be the fool.” Mardichi grumbled.

Meeting his vulnerable look, I positioned him beneath me. His hands hovered around my elbows. I rubbed him roughly against myself until I was sure I was wet. Then I lined him up hastily. “Careful, Gel!” He objected just as I shoved down on him. He growled animalistically. A roar that shook the ship. His head craning back until almost under his shoulders. His hands gripping my elbows to stop me, just a hairsbreadth too late. I’d driven him deep into my center and was now huddled atop him. Clenching my abdomen and my face twisted in a grimace as I didn’t dare move. He gave a long pleasured groan. “Damn you.” He murmured. Lifting his head to level accusing blue eyes on me. “What the devil is the point of hurting yourself? What did you just prove?” There was anger written over him. Something akin to fury. “You are not blaming me for that.” He snapped waspishly. “Even I’d not have done that like that.” I cou

I blinked at him. My confusion clear. “Is he the biggest of you?” I couldn’t imagine any man bigger than Mardichi. He scoffed. “No.” “Then why is he the Alpha, instead of you?” Mardichi chuckled. “Because he’s smarter, a better strategist, wise where I am foolish and most of all, I’d not want to quarrel with him.” “Why?” I eyed him askance. Mardichi laughed. “You’ll see.” *** I could hear the shouts up above me and knew that we were getting close to the harbor. Sebastian who was generally laughing and mild manner was barking orders on the deck like a seasoned commander. He’s excited to be home. I guessed. Thinking of the drawing of the woman, I’d glimpsed. Mardichi was echoing his orders on the port-side so the sailors knew what all needed done. After a time, Sebastian came down, as I’d expected. He had a wooden cup in hand. The drugged wine. I eyed it l

“What?” I blinked in shock. “I thought he could only turn into a wolf?” He can be a horse too? Sebastian stared outside. Barely listening to me as his attention was focused on something worrying. I twisted to see what he was looking at and saw Susanne standing in the road, looking rather indignant as the carriage drove away. Sebastian slumped against the seat in relief. As if he’d been afraid she’d chase it down. I couldn’t really blame him. She seemed rather intent on dragging him back to the brothel forcefully if need be. And it seemed like it would need to be. I thought dryly. Remembering how he’d squirmed to get away. “Why the Hell would you think that?” He finally answered in a grumbling tone. “We never said that. He prefers to be a horse.” Prefers? Why wouldn’t I know that! I’d only ever seen him turn into a wolf. Never a horse!