A Storm of Pleasure

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Authors: Terri Brisbin
stopped and smiled. Sliding her hands up her naked body, touching and caressing her thighs and then the black curls between her legs, she reached up and cupped her breasts, lifting them as though an offering to him.
    “How may I serve the earl’s truthsayer?” she asked in a voice roughened by pure sexual desire. When she raised her gaze to his, it was empty. Only a blurry glow of color remained there; her will was now his to command.
    Gavin hesitated for a moment, sending out his thoughts to try to hear the sounds of her awakened body, but it was for naught. The clamoring still tore through him, but he could hear nothing distinct or different from her. The touch of her hand on his chest brought him back from his thoughts.
    “I would pleasure you, if you would allow it,” she said, not waiting for his permission at all.
    Her deft hand lifted his tunic and slipped inside his trews. Then the other one followed until soon he was fully engorged in her hands as she massaged the length of him. Gavin could not help himself in that moment. The pleasure exploded within his body and he leaned his head back and felt it course through him.
    Maybe he would feel the same as he had with his dream woman. Maybe Thora could ease the ache within him and quiet the storm of noise that yet filled his mind. Maybe…
    It was only hours later, after feverishly and desperately pursuing the same kind of satisfaction he’d found just days before and not finding it with the experienced and pleasing Thora, that he realized how empty his life had become.
    And Gavin worried that his life—if he survived the coming ritual—would only get worse.

Chapter Four
    K atla pulled the cloak down to cover most of her face and tried to mingle in with those entering the earl’s house. The guard at the gate recognized her, allowing her to pass because he knew—as did they all—she now belonged to Harald Erlendson. Her presence was not so remarkable that he would pass the news on to Harald, so she might be able to avoid being found until she’d gotten in to see the Truthsayer.
    She passed by many whom she knew, moving swiftly into the yard outside the main building and looking for a way inside. For three days she’d sought entrance without finding one. The Truthsayer was in seclusion, the gossips said. None were allowed to see or speak to him but his servant…and the women who saw to his needs.
    Her body trembled as she thought about his needs and the way she’d responded in his embrace. Heat flushed into her cheeks, and her skin tingled as an ache pulsed deep inside her belly. Seeing to his needs would be no difficult thing at all, she thought as she fought to regain her composure. Had Sven’s daughter fallen so low so quickly? Was it the whorish blood of her mother racing through her veins now, heating with just the thought of having a man’s cock within her?
    She wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand and searched for an unguarded door or gate. Finally, luck was with her, and she noticed one of the guards leaving his place to help a woman from the kitchens carry her burden to the midden heap. From the looks exchanged by the two as they passed her hiding place in the alcove near the door, they would not be returning soon from their task.
    Katla used the guard’s inattention to sneak inside the kitchen and through to the part of the house where the Truthsayer was lodged. There, she found a place to hide within one of the storage closets. When she noticed the growing darkness, she crept into the corridor and sought the hall where the guests would gather to hear his words. Using the shadows of evening to hide her movements, Katla followed close behind some others and made her way into the large chamber. Once inside, she discovered a place near the back corner where she could observe without being obvious.
    This chamber was new. It had not been here the last time her father brought her to the earl’s house for a feast. Plain yet

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