They had just arrived in the courtyard when Jay caught his first glimpse of Kelly. God, his heart started racing seeing her. The queen stood in front of her, teasing her as Kelly wore that same glazed expression as when her left her. He wondered what she’d been doing while he was gone. Seeing her …
In a weird way he couldn’t explain, Jay found wearing the gear almost dignified. The book was definitely starting to get to him. After he had been put into his gear, Simon led him out of his stall into the corral with twelve other men lined up in front of a huge carriage. They were …
Jay was put through his paces. They left the stall and went to the huge corral. Once there, Simon made him do some exercises. Trotting with the high boots and prancing pretty. Those moves brought up many of the feelings of humiliation that still plagued him. Simon was firm, pushing him on even when he …
Kelly was in some kind of sexual haze. They’d lead her to the kitchen, putting her under one of the work tables that the staff sat at to make bread. Her handler, a stocky man with bronze skin and a shock of white hair, had pushed her under it and tied her hands to slat …
Watching Jay being led away really fucked with Kelly’s head. Her chin was covered in the queen’s come, but every ounce of arousal was gone as she worried about him going to the village. The flashes of recollection she had weren’t fabulous, but she knew that he faced a public auction. She also knew the …
“But I’m not searching for anything.” That was the first thing she said when she came to and found herself naked and kneeling before a queen’s throne. Frustration bubbled up. Kelly hadn’t believed she needed anything before. Meeting Jay could be deemed as finding a nice thing. He’s definitely been a surprise she wasn’t anticipating. …
“Where are we going, Jay?” “Just wait. It’s a surprise, quit trying to spoil it.” Kelly kinda hated surprises. She would go looking for her Christmas presents as a kid and beg for hints if she couldn’t find them. She was notorious for reading the last couple pages of a book. Who wanted to read …
“Kelly, it’s been three weeks and you haven’t picked up a book once.” Call her crazy, but after that last shitshow with the gypsy and falling into a book, she was a little reluctant to even look at a book. “I’m pretty sure I have post traumatic stress syndrome.” Kelly shuddered as she looked across …
Kelly came awake with a start. “Geezus,” she groaned as the day she had came rushing back to her. She was still in Jay’s arms. Her hands smoothed down his chest to feel him breathing as though asleep and then his arm to find it bullet free. The throbbing of her back that had followed …
They had been riding for what felt like ever. The sun had started to set, plunging what was already a cold day into near freezing temperatures. While Hock had deigned to throw a cloak around her shoulders so she couldn’t actually freeze, she wasn’t sure she’d arrive wherever they were going the same way as …