The Knight and the Acolyte Book 3 Barbaric PassionChapter 8 Necromantic Dangers
Thrak – Ruins of Murathi, The Federation of Larg “Are you sure you’re okay?” Faoril asked as she rubbed at my shoulders. “That stone looked heavy.” “Fine,” I sighed, savoring the way her fingers massaged into my shoulders, easing the tension. “It was only a glancing blow. The bruise hardly throbs at all.” “You need to be careful,” Faoril continued. Her fingers dug deep into the muscles of my neck, easing the pain of the dislodged stone that struck me. I leaned back into her naked breasts...