All Chapters of The Barbarian's Pleasure: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I tried to stay awake, but my head was lolling against the seat. Sebastian reached over and patted my knee. “Rest, Little One. I’ll keep watch over you.” I eyed him a moment and my head fell back weakly again. As if it suddenly weighed to much to keep upright. I wanted to argue because it was my nature. But the truth was I trusted Sebastian. He’d never looked at me as though I were something he desired. Instead, he let his clear disinterest seep out. And the fact that he called me Little One like I was no more than a child bespoke his lack of attraction. He's not the sort of man to take advantage of a sleeping woman. I felt a lot of conviction about that. What was more, I sensed he’d never do something that might upset his friend. Or possibly hurt him. Why did I think that Bast engaging with me would hurt Mardichi? Would it really? I wondered. Reminding myself harshly that I was only a slave.

Mardichi led me up and into a chamber that was completely done in red. Red tapestries depicting great mounts on fire. One specifically which looked distinctly familiar. I wandered to it and pointed. “Is this you?” “Yes. A slave girl from Nightway stitched it for me from one of Lucien’s paintings.” Lucien? “Slave girl?” “Not the same manner of slave as you.” He said off-handedly in a vague attempt at reassurance. “She did much mending and provided pleasant enough company. But she was far tinier than you. Like the Saxon women in the UpperLands.” He shuddered. “I’d forever rend one of those. I’d much rather be with a woman that’s clearly a woman.” I was strangely complimented and insulted at the same time. He does have a way of doing that. “How many slaves like me have you had?” He looked back at the tapestry. “There are none like you.” “You mean for the same purpose?” He g

His words sunk in with brutal impact. He’s telling me that I’m his from now until the end of my days. Or until I decide to become immortal. Like any greedy human it struck me that there was a way I could live forever and still have my freedom. I could say what they all wanted to hear and leave this pack as something that would not naturally die. But I looked at Mardichi’s red waving hair in the waning sunlight. The slivers of gold over his tanned skin. The vivid blue of his sky blue eyes staring out over the land he loved while he still fondly caressed a rough hand along my cheek and jaw. Sweeping under my hair as he touched me. And in that moment, I couldn’t imagine walking away from this complex, fascinating man. I want him. I want him for mine. “I must caution you, Raven.” He stared out. “Immortality is ugly. And painful. You watch all that you love eventually weaken and pass. You live thr

The stretching of my body was so abrupt, that it was almost painful for a moment. But before I’d even fully registered it, he was already buried to the hilt, pressing against my cervix in a way that made me writhe. He caught my dark, red streaked hair in a ruthless fist and tugged my head back to whisper in my ear. “That’s right. Fight me. I’ll only pound you harder.” I bounced my hips trying to move him. But he weight so much my rounded ass only bobbed beneath him. Making him growl hungrily. “Yes...” He hissed. One hand balanced on the wood floor as he drove into me. Pinning my body between his hard body and the unrelenting floor as he had his way with me. Bruising me inside as he feasted on my body. Grunting and growling in vicious pleasure. My legs began to shiver and I felt the first swirling of a ferocious climax and felt the hot rush of my own fluids against the inside of my thighs. Making me sit bolt upright. Realizing I was alone in th

“How did you meet her?” Deragan cut to the chase. “Bought her.” Mardichi swallowed. Deragan didn’t blink. Which meant he already knew. He had a tendency to ask questions he already knew the answer to. Which meant answering anything was tricky. Especially if one was tempted to lie and when put in a situation where they might disappoint him, they all yearned to lie. “You marked her.” He definitely knew the answer to that. “Yes.” Mardichi lowered his head in a nod. “Without my permission.” “I did it without thought...On instinct.” “Is she your mate, truly?” “She is.” Mardichi lifted his head then. Levelling his gaze back on his Alpha. Trying to convey the depth of this truth. “What would you do for her?” “Anything.” “Betray us?” “Leave you.” He could no more betray his brotherhood then he could abandon her. But he would remove them both, before ever harming his brothers.