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want to have all that unbridled power surging between her thighs?
    With a regretful grimace, Naeme tamped down her sexual inquisitiveness and with a great deal of reluctance, she sent out a lure to attract another guard.
    If fortune were generous, some young rogue would woo and bind her to him before Baylor caught up with her.
    She’d elude the arrogant captain, acquire a virile lover for a year and thumb her nose at Titania.
    Naeme issued a dismissive tsk.
    Giving Baylor leave to seek her out on the cusp of their burgeoning vexed her. The Queen had no business meddling in such personal matters. It was another way to flex her powers and penalise Naeme for her minor transgressions.
    A triumphant laugh preceded a muscular arm wrapping around her waist and hauling her down willy-nilly onto the back of his mount. She sat astride a steed facing her captor. He was a very young soldier. This must be his first Hunt. He would be in no hurry to secure a lover for the next year. He’d want to dally with as many maidens as he could lay his hands on. With a wicked grin, he gave her a swift kiss on the lips, and pulled back to study her with blatant carnality snapping in his smoky grey eyes.
    Not someone she wouldn’t tire of soon, but there was no reason why she couldn’t have a taste of him before she moved on.
    “And who might you be, my lovely?” His sensual lips curved into a smile calculated to entice.
    Naeme leaned in and traced the tip of her tongue over the contours of his bottom lip. “Does it matter?” She lowered her voice to a provocative whisper.
    “No.” He gulped and gave her a hapless grin.
    He was as green as a new shoot.
    “I can’t believe I’ve caught you, but now that I have you, let’s not waste time. The night passes quickly and there are so many to love.” With a boldness she appreciated, he cupped her breasts in his big hands and clumsily pinched her nipples as if they were the first pair of breasts he’d held. “You’ve got a nice pair of apples.”
    Naeme almost laughed. He had a lot to learn about seducing a woman. It didn’t take crass compliments but softly spoken endearments and a caress placed in the right spot at just the moment when a woman needed it most. She traced her fingertips over his chest. What he didn’t have in sophistication he made up for with enthusiasm.
    He pushed her sleeves off her shoulders and lowered her bodice to bare her breasts. Her new acquaintance drew a nipple into his mouth and suckled. The tug of the suction elicited a groan from Naeme as she threaded her fingers through his silky hair. She arched her back and pushed the plum of her areola deeper into the moist recess of his mouth. He worked his jaw to slake his greed.
    Heat speared through her belly. Fluid seeped from her to pool in her cleft.
    He released the hardened nub with a slurp. “Sweet, let’s see what other delights you have in store for me.” He drew her skirt up, bunched it around her hips and slung her legs over his thighs. He looked down and smirked. “Is all this for me?”
    A little puzzled by his question, she glanced down at herself. With her legs askew, her pink flesh glistened between the parted lips of her pussy.
    Her gauche lover fumbled as he unlaced his breeches and set his ready cock free. A criss-crossing of veins riddled the rigid length of his shaft. Well, she wouldn’t be disappointed.
    He gripped her hips, lifted her and set the crown to her opening. Her channel pulsed as he started to lower her onto him.
    “Bastion!” The single word lashed out like the crack of a whip, silencing the nocturnal symphony that surrounded them. That single word froze the boy in mid-thrust.
    “Captain!” Nonplussed, Bastion flicked his gaze between her and his commander.
    Caught between frustration and outrage, Naeme wiggled to free herself, but the dolt, confounded by Baylor’s claim, held her fast. “Sir?”
    “I have a prior claim to the lady.” He pinned the boy with a flat,