All Chapters of The Taming: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“You are the most intense man…” She said a bit harshly. But he understood it was her version of teasing. He scoffed. “I’d think you much the same kind of woman.” Her mouth scrunched to the side in disapproval of his comment. She doesn’t like hearing that. “Tell me, Woman. What does it feel like to have me inside you?” He began gliding smoothly in and out of her. Letting her body slick to make her channel more open for his length which filled it in like a dagger into a scabbard. Caressing so softly over his length to swallow his base and brush along his sack. Entirely surrounding him with her warmth. “Your spike is fat and stiff.” She said uncertainly. “Indeed.” He laughed slightly but tried not to be discouraging. “And what else?” Her sexual praise is a bit staled. He fought the twitching of his lips. Reminding himself that now was not the time for his twisted humor. “You feel like…Like…” She b

“What about that master of yours?” She straightened, and Quandary slipped off the bed after her. What about him? “He’s rather strange is he not?” Yet, devilishly attractive, admit it. He watched the swing of her hips as she walked in-front of him. Making his throat rumble as he sent a glance Heavenward. Willing himself patience. Her bare feet were soundless down the corridor. “Well, let me tell you! I’m quite done with that man of yours telling me what to do. Thinking he lords over everything here!” She gave a wide gesture. I do rule here. His dark head whipped to look at her. I built it. “He doesn’t lord over me!” She proclaimed. Glancing at Quandary, who was in step with her. “In-fact were he here now I’d surely tell him so! That insufferable cad be damned!” Quandary jerked to a stop and promptly sat in the corridor. Highly tempted to duck into a chamber and emerge as a man, to

“Yes.” Bast acknowledged that he believed it was Caliso relaying the messages to Elsabet. “She says he is where the tree pods are yellowing.” They were talking about Raese, the missing Forever Knight. And his mate. The woman which, as far as they could tell was either dead or bound outside the realms of time. Something she could do to others... “The Isle.” Deragan filled in. Knowing that the many wooded forests littering the inner sanctum of the island tended to have yellow pods this time of year. “Or the Paladines.” “So, who goes to the Paladines?” Deragan asked. Knowing they needed to have people searching both directions if they wanted to have a chance of finding Raese. “Rhyers is. I thought perhaps you might join me?” Deragan looked him over thoughtfully. “You have not checked the Isle for her in some time. She may be there.” “She’s not. She’ll be closer to here.” “It’s not good for you to sit here. Wasting years until her next reincarnation.” “It is what I do.” Deragan

“They’re coming!” Lucien shouted from behind the cottage. Mardichi stood up clutching his stomach as he moved shoulder to shoulder with Deragan again. Groaning in dread as he looked at the well-built wall. Bast caught the boy’s arm. “No!” The woman jumped up from the corner. “I wasn’t done with him!” She tried to lunge at them weakly, but Bast palmed her face with his hurt arm and shoved her back with as much force as he could muster in that side of his body. He dragged the running boy behind him. Reminding himself to slow enough he could keep up. He shifted the boy to hang onto his hurt arm so he could clutch the wound closed with his other hand. Trying to stem the bleeding. “Ye’re wounded!” The boy cried. “Hang onto me.” Bast barked as the two men before them splintered the back wall. Making an opening Bast and the boy jumped through. Running behind them. Rhyers and Lucien fell back to flank the boy, keeping him in the middle. They reached the NetherRunnel and hid in the trees

By the afternoon of the second day, Sebastian was feeling much improved. He awoke. Rolling his shoulder with a hand atop to keep it steady. He could still feel the indents where teeth had sunk in and nearly tore him in half. But he was healed. And the venom he’d expected would have him in a shroud of pain for a fortnight, seemed absent. But his magic was weak. And already he could feel that his tether on Elsabet had broken. He moved his hand around his wrist and felt nothing. It’s gone. How long has it been gone? His first thought was climbing to his feet to find her. Is she still here? He sent energy surging through the halls like fingers looking to touch her energy. He fumbled from his bed and out into the hall. Leaning heavily against the wall as he made his way to the top of the stairs. Calling over the railing. “Elsabet?” “What?” She emerged from the Library to peer up at him. Breathing agonizingly, he slumped over the rail in relief. “You’re still here.” “I was talki