Chapter 13 – Tristan's POV
My hand ran up the silky skin of her thigh, lifting it so that it sat high upon my waist allowing me to grind myself into her, the heat of her core on my bare skin caused me to groan at the sensation.
"Please..." Alex's breathless voice begged in my ear, her head thrown back in pleasure, allowing me to kiss and nibble my way up her throat.
"What do you want, my love," I spoke, my voice deep with lust as I kissed a particularly sensitive spot on her throat, I nipped it gently with my teeth, marking her and causing her to mewl in pleasure. "Tell me what you want and it will be yours," I breathed into her ear, her body arched at my words, causing Alex to be pressed more tightly to me, allowing no space between are bodies.
"You," Her voice begged, "Please!" Her needy plea only served to make me want to tease her more, to hear her beg for me again, but her pleas were like a double edge sword. They caused me to be aroused beyond belief, I needed her just as much as she needed me so it seemed, and the need for her had become so painful now that I had to give her what she wanted, what we both wanted.
"Tristan..." I groaned at the sound of my name falling from her lips.
"Tristan!" The sound of my name accompanied by banging startled me awake, causing me to bolt upright, "Tristan you git, wake up!"
Sitting up I rubbed my face with my hands trying to rid my mind of the images in it, not again, I pleaded with my mind, why, must you torture me with these thoughts? Escaping for my torturous thoughts about Alex seemed to have become impossible now. Ever since seeing Alex in the Great Hall fixing her dagger to her thigh, my mind hadn't stopped conjuring up images of Alex and myself together, not allowing me a moment's peace or rest. It's not like you don't like it, some part of my mind whispered to me, how true you are, I answered back, but how I wish it was real rather than fiction.
"Tristan? Its dawn you should be up by now," The voice had now become clear, grabbing my breeches I tugged them on forcefully, hissing when by hand brushed my still hard erection. I threw on my longest tunic, one that came past my hips, hiding the large bulge in my breeches that seemed not to want to go down, thank god.
"What?" I growled shocking an equally tired looking Lancelot, looks like someone got about the same amount of sleep that I did, I chuckled to myself.
"I was sent to get you, mind you, you seemed to like groaning in your sleep rather than preparing for the mission." The glint in his tired eyes was not well hidden, damn it, I cursed silently.
"I'm coming down now," I spoke as I turned to gather my weapons that I had left out the night before after I had cleaned and sharpened them.
"You might want to cover yourself better before you come down." Fuck, I hissed, turning I caught a glimpse of Lancelot walking around the corner at the end of the corridor, his shoulders shaking silently in laughter.
It had rained all night so it seemed as I walked towards the stable, the rain had started just before supper last night and had never eased by the looks of it as it had caused the stable yard to turn into a mud pit and had caused rivers of water that form, that ran down the streets. As I entered the stables the sound of voices seemed to increase an air of frustration tainted the stable.
"The only thing this bloody country is good at is raining," Galahad grumbled. "Is some sun too much to ask?"
"Aye pup," Bors roared, "Sun would be nice but think about riding in that heat boy, you'd died."
"Then at least let it be dry enough for us to have a solid path!" Forever moaning, my mind reflected as Galahad continued to speak. Out of the corner of my eyes I caught a flash of black material fall from the top of the stable doors, crouching low before disappearing round the edge of the door and out of the limits of my peripheral vision.
"Where are the women?" Dagonet asked never looking up from the saddle of his horse.
"They'll be here soon," I answered, that black cloth must have been Alex, I mused; she's the only one that would walk the rooftops in this bloody weather. Just as I had finished my thought Carrie came walking into the stables, Alex and the rest I noticed walking a few paces behind her as if they didn't want to be there.
"How soon can you be ready?" Arthur questioned as the women took their posts beside their horses. Alex's was a chestnut red, who bowed its head, nuzzling its nose into the curve where her shoulder and neck met as to greet his mistress. Lucky bastard, my mind snapped before I could control my thoughts, shit, I'm jealous of the bloody horse! This day can't get worse.
"Not long," Carrie answered, "Just let us saddle our horses then we can be on our way." During Carrie's answer I noticed the subtle nod that Alex sent towards Sarah, something's wrong, my mind warned.
Making my way over towards where Alex stood saddling her horse I contemplated to best way to ask about what I saw. It shouldn't have shocked me that I should never have bothered to try and surprise question Alex because as soon as I had stopped beside her she answered my unspoken question.
"Carrie was out of line yesterday so we talked to her," Alex spoke with a shrug of her shoulders, she never faced me just stroked the flanks of her horse, soothing him as he got accustomed to the added weight of his saddle.
"There's more to it than that," Alex froze but she showed no movement in answering, "What are you and Sarah planning?" I asked again, begging her silently not to anger me with her response.
"Nothing," She spoke in a whisper.
"Bullshit," I whispered harshly at her, turning her so she face be by grabbing tight hold of her forearm, "I know you're lying to me so let's try this again, what are you and Sarah planning?" Standing this close to her was wearing on my self control, my anger causing my bloody to flow quicker and my breath to deepen making me inhale her sent more. It was slowly driving me to distraction but I needed my answer so I prayed to the gods for strength.
"We're trying to make sure Carrie stays calm and doesn't act like she did yesterday," She spat at me. I was unprepared for what Alex did next though; she stepped closer towards me causing my grip on her arm to fall so that my hand sat splayed on her hip. She stood so close that our chest were just brushing against each other and grab a fistful of my tunic, dragging me down to her height before growling at me. "Whether you think I'm still lying to you now is your own damn problem, but I swear if you ever accuse me of being a liar again just because you see something that doesn't sit right with your conscience, I will end you, and that I will promise you. Do you understand me?" I had missed most of her speech as I was to captivated by the rage in her eyes that was quickly turning me on more than the dream I had had this morning had, I swallowed quickly, smothering the groan that was starting to rise deep within my throat.
"I'd like to see you try, my Lady," I could see that Alex was nearly at the point of exploding and it only served to make me want to enrage her more. She was more beautiful by the second in my eyes, the rage made her cheeks red from her blush and her eyes sparkled with her emotions, kiss her, kiss her, my mind chanted. My self control was completely gone from my body now; my body was ruled not by reason but by the lust and raw need that I so deeply felt for her now. Bending my head to face her I lifted hers closer to mine by tilting her chin with my forefinger and then I slowly began to follow the orders my mind was screaming at me.
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