touching my shoulder, dispelling whatever was happening between Torrin and me.
“What?” I asked, shaken on how I’d reacted to Torrin.
“Your vow of celibacy you took when we lost the others?” she questioned, her hand tightening on my shoulder. “I’m all for you feeding that starving kitty. Lord knows she needs the cream. Feed that hungry pussy as much cream as you want her to take.”
I slid my stare back to Torrin’s, finding him watching me with dark interest. I shuddered involuntarily, imagining his body against mine. Sweat beaded on my neck, and I couldn’t look away from the promise of pleasure in his pale eyes. His tongue snaked out, slowly running over his bottom lip before sliding back into his mouth. The entire table was silent while we intensely studied one another.
“She’s very ravenous,” I whispered thickly, unable to look away from the fiery heat burning in Torrin’s frozen stare.
“Is she?” he asked, leaning closer until his hand touched my thigh, and I parted my lips on a sigh of need.
“Anyway,” Zane snorted. “I was summoned to join you for the duration of the trip home. It seems our king needs me.”
Neither one of us was willing to look away from the other. Something wicked was happening between us. I hadn’t ever felt desire like I felt it at this moment. My body was on fire, and worse, there was a pulse between my thighs I’d never experienced in my lifetime. I swallowed hard, dropping my gaze to break the spell Torrin held over me.
I reached for the pitcher of ale and lifted it to my lips, chugging from it without using the goblet. I polished it off, silently setting it back down. I grabbed my fork, filling my mouth with food. Amo chuckled, tapping my shoulder.
“It’s okay, just breathe through it, girlfriend,” she whispered, leaning closer to my ear. “That’s called lust, Lexia. It’s a normal reaction when wanting to fuck someone. I know you haven’t experienced it before, but that’s what the rest of us feel. If I were you, I’d ride that dick tonight because maybe you’ll finally come on a cock instead of having to self-soothe that poor kitty cat after he’s left the room.”
I choked on the food in my throat, coughing until Torrin slapped me on the back, peppering Zane with the meat that had gone down the wrong pipe. Zane glanced down at his shirt, dusting the food off, hiking one brow higher than the other. It caused Torrin to chuckle at the face filled with horror as Zane took in his shirt.
“You shouldn’t have?” Zane snorted, slowly moving his gaze to Amo, who drug herself down his body. “Yummy.”
“Zane,” Torrin said to the male beside Amo, “I’ll be sharing a room with Lexia tonight. Pair the other women with a male in each room, so they remain guarded.” Torrin pushed away from the table and held out his hand out for mine. “It’s late, and you stink of reaper blood, woman.”
I stood as he pulled the chair out for me, swallowing past the tightening in my throat as my stomach turned with nervousness. I slid my stare to Amo and Tabitha, finding both women eyeing men with interest burning in their gazes. Torrin moved his eyes to where mine had landed, and he smirked.
“Be gentle with the ladies, men. They’ll be riding hard through the Badlands in the morning,” he grunted. “After you, Lexia,” Torrin stated, sliding his eyes to my breasts, which were hard pebbles visible through my top.
Chapter Six
Moving slowly up the stairs, I entered the room carefully with mistrust while lost in the way my body had responded to a single look. No man had ever made feel heat rushing through me until now. I’d never experienced the butterflies or lust that the others spoke about after landing a male for the night. My experiences had been pleasurable, and yet I had never felt fully satisfied afterward. It was always as if something was missing, which Amo had pointed out not so gently—were orgasms.
Inside the bedroom, the lanterns burned brightly, and a fire crackled within the large fireplace. The room’s warmth was inviting until it became apparent that only one bed sat within the room. My heart fluttered like bird wings had replaced it the longer I stared at the enormous four-poster bed with vibrant red drapes wrapped around it.
“Bathe,” Torrin ordered from behind me, causing me to yelp and turn toward him.
His eyes studied me before he spun,