Meta Gods War 3, B. Miles [best english books to read for beginners .txt] 📗

She shrugged. “Wasn’t hard. Arter told me where you lost him and I just found your tracks. You have a particular way of walking.”

“Yeah? How’s that?”

“You limp, just a tiny bit. You put more weight on your right foot. I think it’s because you’re not used to wearing a sword at your hip. But anyway, I found your tracks and followed them out here.”

“Clever,” he said. “You’ve been watching me closely then, haven’t you?”

She smiled a little. “Not as closely as I should have.”

Cam looked away from her, out across the small clearing toward a group of bramble bushes.

“I came out here to try and find some peace,” he said. “I thought if I could just meditate and find a little quiet, maybe I could forget about Lagon’s head rolling from his shoulders.”

“But I take it that hasn’t worked.”

“No, it hasn’t.”

She was quiet for a breath. “The army’s more important than anything else,” she said softly. “More important than Lagon or any of his men. If it were any other time, I might wonder. But now, I know you did the right thing.”

“If it were any other time, I wouldn’t have killed him.” Cam kept staring into the distance. “I’m worried, Brice. I’m worried I’m becoming something I don’t want to be.”

“What’s that?”

He looked at her, at the gentle slope of her nose, the hard line of her chin, the soft brown of her eyes. She leaned her head toward him, and he wanted to taste her lips again, wanted to touch her cheek and pull her close.

“Some kind of dictator,” he said. “I don’t want to rule by force or fear. I don’t even want to rule at all. I just want to do what’s right for the world and for our people.”

“Sometimes you have to use force,” she said. “Sometimes there’s no other way.”

“I don’t know if that’s true,” he said. “There’s always another way.”

“You haven’t found it yet.”

“No, I haven’t.”

“Then you have to keep doing what you’re doing.” She shifted closer. Her thigh pressed against his. Her hair slipped down her shoulder as she looked up at him. “We’ll meet the wolves out on the battlefield soon. And after that, maybe you can change the way things are going.”

“Maybe,” he said. “But I worry that even after this is finished, the Mansion’s going to need leadership. There are factions all around us, Brice, men that would take power and do horrible things if given the chance.”

“It’s okay,” she said, and put a hand on his knee.

He stared at that hand then up into her eyes. “I’m afraid it isn’t.”

“You’ll do what you have to do. I promise, you’re going to get through this.”

“I know I will,’ he said. “I only worry what the world will be like once we’re there.”

He reached out and touched her face. He felt a chill run down him mingled with a tight desire. She didn’t pull away, and instead pressed herself closer to him.

Cam leaned down and kissed her. It was a slow, quiet kiss at first. He felt the fear and sadness still trickling down his spine.

But then her warmth spread to him, her taste flooded his mouth. The kiss turned deeper, rougher. She took a sharp breath through her nose as Cam pulled her on top of him.

She straddled his hips and kissed him hard. Her hands pressed against the tree trunk. Cam reached up and unbuttoned her tunic as she began to move her hips in a slow circle, biting hard on her lip.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. “With the man that’s going to dominate this army.”

“I want it,” she said. “There aren’t many men that could handle me.”

He smiled and finished unbuttoning her tunic. Her breasts were larger than he thought, round and soft, her nipples pink and hard already. He tried to palm them but they were too big to fit in his hands. She let out a soft moan and he moved forward, sitting up, her chest pressed against his as he grabbed her hair and kissed her deep.

He rolled her over onto a nest of soft grass and finished undressing her. She tugged at his pants and managed to get them off as his fingers explored between her legs. She moaned in soft, gentle gasps. He bit her lip and slid his fingers inside then back out, rolling his fingers along her clit. Her body was muscular and toned, but her breasts were soft and gorgeous as he ran a tongue around one nipple, his fingers buried deep between her legs.

She pushed him back, her eyes fire. She tugged down his pants and got them off. Cam was hard when she took him in her hands and stroked his length. He let out a gentle groan of pleasure as he leaned back in the grass. Brice’s hair fell around her as she took him in her mouth, sucked him hard, licked his shaft from top to bottom.

Her mouth felt like heaven. She sucked him fast and moaned as she did it. He watched her reach a hand between her legs and tease herself as she took his cock deeper into her throat. It was the most beautiful thing he’d seen in a long time, this strong, intense warrior with her hand between her legs and his cock between her lips.

He pulled her up and kissed her. She moved to straddle him, but he pushed her back and pinned her down on the ground.

“Is that how you want to play?” she asked, grinning.

Cam smirked back, bit her lip. He spread he legs and she struggled playfully against him. He laughed, pinned her down, kissed her leg, bit her nipple. She moaned and laughed with him as she pressed his cock against her slick spot and slowly sank himself inside.

She gasped and her back arched.

“Oh, yes,” she groaned. “I think I like it when you dominate me.”

“You like a man in control, don’t you?” He slowly moved himself in and out,