Unbroken (Unarmed Trilogy #2) (7 page)

"I know that look, you minx," Will smiled at her as Tamzin began to fix a plate for herself. "What is the seasoning?"

"I love it, but it's a bit much for a bland Northerner like yourself," Tamzin teased as she popped a yellow fruit into her mouth. "I love mangos," she moaned and Will felt a stirring in his breeches. He watched as a bit of juice run down her lips and drip onto her chest. Will's breath became slightly labored as Tamzin swiped her thumb across her lip.

Will took the fork and knife and began to cut the meat. He popped a small piece in his mouth, where the red dusting touched his tongue. His blue eyes widened from the spice as he reached for the goblet in the middle of the table. He brought it up to his lips and spilt some of it out of the corner of his mouth. The drink tasted like a fruit and was pleasantly tart. The juice cooled the fire on his tongue as Tamzin tried not to shriek with laughter.

"What you fed me should be considered a torture device," Will breathed before he finished his drink. "What is it?"

"We call it Hot Paprika. When it's not put on heavily, it isn't so bad, but the kitchen girls seem to want to give you the Southern welcome," Tamzin teased as she picked up the pitcher to refill his goblet. "What you drank is pomegranate wine. It's delicious, isn't it?"

"It is," Will agreed as he watched the juice between her breasts. Tamzin reached for another plate, where she put a few pieces of the meat in the gravy. "I promise you will love this. If you don't like it, you can punish me as you see fit."

"How do you want me to punish you?" Will asked as he scrunched up his hand that rested on his thigh. Her brown eyes flashed to him and Will watched her lick her bottom lip before she took it between her teeth.

"Like you did that night, when we were in the North," she said quietly and Will remembered the night she spoke of. She writhed on the floor, moaned his name as his kisses coated her thighs and his fingers manipulated her flesh so easily. He played her body like his own personal fiddle and Tamzin loved every second of it. "Don't you want me?" she asked as Will watched her pull the light fabric of her dress up her leg and up to her thigh.

Will gently stood up and walked to her. Tamzin kept her eyes locked with his; they were hazy from lust. He took her thighs gently in his hands and opened them wide as he came to stand in between them, before he dropped to his knees. His face was placed in front of her chest, where he leaned in and pressed kisses to her heated skin. His tongue swept across the drying juices; her skin was sticky. Tamzin let out a breathy moan as his beard scraped against her chest.

She wound her fingers in his hair as Will's hands reached up behind her neck and untied the knot. He pulled her dress down to reveal her breasts and the beginning of her stomach. Will trailed wet kisses across her collarbone and sternum, when he felt Tamzin huff in frustration.

"You know what I want," she said as she gripped his hair roughly and pulled his head up to her face. Tamzin leaned forward where she kissed him fiercely. Will groaned as he wrapped his arms around her and forced her out of her chair. He splayed Tamzin on the floor where he grabbed her dress and pulled it down her body. "I don't like lying on my back," she said as she turned to the side, where her belly could rest comfortably.

"Does it hurt you to lie with me?" Will asked with sudden concern. His eyes focused on her belly before he splayed his hand across it. "If I've hurt you..."

"It's not painful for me to be on my back, just uncomfortable. And it doesn't hurt me for us to lie together, but we may need to become more adventurous in our positions," Tamzin grinned like a Cheshire cat as she took his hand in hers. "If I had my way right now, we would never leave this room."

"If you were constantly naked, I would be fine with that," Will said as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her stomach. "I didn't think you could become more beautiful to me."

"I'm large, Will," Tamzin said with an eye roll. "My skin is stretching and now I have these ugly marks," she said as she ran a finger down her shiny stretch mark. "After I have our child, my body won't be the same. I may never be completely thin again."

"I love you and you're perfect," Will said as he pulled his tunic over his head to show his scarred torso. "You're not disgusted by my scars, so I would never be by yours. Besides, when you have a little bit more weight on you, your breasts are larger. How could I not like that?" Will said as he laid on the ground beside her. He continued to cradle her body as Tamzin pulled more at the ties of his breeches.

"I don't know exactly how to do this," she laughed as she watched Will pull his breeches down and laid completely naked next to her. Her eyes traced each scar on his chest and shoulders as his fingers trailed down her stomach and dipped between her legs. Tamzin took a deep breath as his finger slipped inside her and Tamzin felt herself pull closer to his body. Will rested his head on hers and pressed gentle kisses to her face as a second finger entered her.

"Roll over," Will whispered in her ear as he gently pushed on her hip with his free hand as Tamzin rolled over, so her back was facing him. He pulled his fingers out of her and brought them to his mouth. After he licked them clean, Will lifted her thigh up a bit and used his other hand to guide his manhood inside of her. Tamzin took a shallow breath as she felt Will fill her completely. He placed her thigh over his and he felt the tightness increase. Gently, Will pressed his chest into her back and gripped her hip lightly as he began to thrust gently and shallowly. "Does this feel good?"

"Yes," Tamzin nearly cried out from the intimacy of the position. Will stopped gripping her hip and let his hand wrap around her to touch her between her legs as his other arm dipped under her neck and extended down to hold her breast in his hand. He pressed kisses to the inside of her neck as he continued to pump in and out of her. Tamzin moaned softly as her stomach began to tighten and her eyes rolled back. With a small cry, Tamzin felt herself stiffen around Will's member as he bit gently into her shoulder. Will took that time to grip her hip again as he began to thrust into her a bit quicker before he spilt himself inside of her.

"We should have made it to the bed," Will breathed as he reached over and wrapped his arm around her stomach and held her close. "I don't like that position much."

"I did," Tamzin laughed as Will traced her slight bite mark on her shoulder with his tongue. "Why didn't you like it?"

"Well, if I'm going to punish you, I want to see your face when I make you climax," Will said as he slowly sat up and reached for his discarded breeches. He leaned back onto the floor to pull them up over his hips before he sat back up. "Come on," he said as he took her hand and helped her up. "Would you like me to call a girl to bring you a bath?"

"I'm fine," Tamzin said as she leaned in and pressed her lips against his. Will didn't reply as he pulled her closer. She forced him back and Will fell against her bed. "I don't know why you bother to put your breeches back on," she whispered as she pulled on his breeches again.

Will decided then that he would just keep Tamzin with child if she was going to act like this.

After they laid together, Will returned to the table where he finished his dinner as Tamzin slept. She was correct; he did love the meat with fruit gravy. As she slept, Will picked at the fruit and explored her chambers. Before her eyes slid shut, she had japed that she finally had a man in her chambers and there was nothing her father could do about it.

Will stood before her vanity, where her hairbrush rested, along with vials of her perfume. The vanity was slightly dirty with brushes covered in the makeup that brought out her eyes, the juice used to make her lips appear redder, and the odd brush that made her eyelashes longer. Though she was to be a Queen, a mother, and continue to be a wife, Tamzin was barely a woman. Will felt the guilt when he realized he had missed her name day and she had spent it in captivity.

He pulled open the center drawer of the vanity and found various papers, mostly related to her lessons. Tamzin's penmanship was beautiful, especially in comparison to the chicken scratch that was Will's handwriting. Beneath the papers was a bound leather book with a leather strap wrapped around it to keep it closed. Will felt his interest hit its peak as he began to slowly unbind the book before he looked over his shoulder to see if Tamzin was still asleep.

She wasn't.

"My husband is a nosy bastard," she teased, though Will noted her tone was also laced with a slight animosity. "I do not snoop through your things."

"I also have nothing to hide," Will countered as he put the book back into the drawer and closed it.

"You think I am hiding something? You can inquire about it," Tamzin said as she sat up with the sheet falling from her chest to reveal her breasts. Will admired her chest for a moment before he began to think clearly again. Tamzin made no move to cover herself.

"You had an entire life before you came to the North to marry me. I suppose I am merely curious," Will said as he walked from her vanity and sat at the edge of the bed. "I know you were a virgin when we first laid together but I know you had lovers," his voice strained at the word, "before you came to me."

"Just as you laid with a prostitute before you married me. I do not question you, so why do you question me?" Tamzin asked as she rested her hand on her belly. "Who I chose to spend my time with here is irrelevant now. Though I am slightly annoyed my husband chose to investigate me, I am still deliriously happy with him and I swell every day with his child."

"I am not interested in judging you, Tamzin," Will said with a slightly pained voice. "I just want to understand what your life was like here before me. That doesn't make me a bad man."

"Maybe you should spend time with me during our time here. Your men need a break and so do you. Sleep past dawn, relax beneath the sun, get drunk. You deserve a break, Will. Think of this as a holiday of sorts," Tamzin said as she reached for his hand and placed it on her belly. "In a few moons, we will be parents and how can you raise a child if you've never been one yourself?"

"I will try to relax," Will said as he tapped his fingers against her belly. His child did not move or kick. "He must be sleeping."

"And it rarely happens when I want to sleep, so shush!" Tamzin laughed as she laid back against the pillows and closed her eyes. "Come lie with me, husband."

Will said nothing as he crawled into bed and found himself resting his head on her chest, with her arms around him. When he was a child and longed for his mother, he imagined this was how she would have held him. Granted she wouldn't be naked or very pregnant, but Tamzin held him gently. The last thing he remembered was Tamzin pressing a kiss to his forehead as his eyes slid shut.

~~~

The sun was shining in the room brightly, but it wasn't enough to wake Will just yet. What woke him was the sound of someone walking around the chambers. When Will opened his eyes, he saw Tamzin secure her dress over her shoulders. The dress was made of a light and flowy fabric that moved seamlessly when the wind glided over the material. Her hair was put up into a bun with a red flower woven in alongside her crown. She was adjusting the dress in the mirror, when she saw his reflection.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Tamzin smiled before she turned around. "I am thankful my dresses all still fit me. I think they may even look better," she said as she held up the dress so Will could see her sandals with a slight heel. "Do I look beautiful?"

"You're always beautiful to me," Will responded as he sat up and wiped the sleep from his eyes. "What time of day is it?" Will said as he looked out to the ocean. The water was a clear blue, where the sun hit the water just right.

"Nearly midday. You missed breakfast," Tamzin said as she kept the material in her hands and came to sit on their bed.

"No doubt your father called me a lazy bum," Will said as he fell back into the pillows. "I needed to make a good impression."

"I informed my father that you and your men fought a war and traveled hundreds of miles and this was your first real rest in months. He can say what he wants, but you've earned this day of rest," Tamzin said as she straightened the sheet over his breeches. "Your men have been well tended to. I met with a few of them this morning while you slept. I was just going to leave to fetch myself some lunch. Shall I wait for you or do you want me to bring you lunch in bed?"

"I need to make an appearance to your Court, when your father isn't attempting to disembowel me in public," Will said as he pushed back the sheet and rolled out of bed. "Have I any clothes to wear?"

"Here," Tamzin said as she stood and walked to her armoire. Inside were a few of her dresses, along with fresh tunics and breeches. The tunics were nicer than the casual ones Will wore in private, but he hardly believed they were the type to be worn in front of the nobles.

"This is appropriate?" Will asked as he grabbed the white tunic and pulled it over his head.

"Yes, due to the heat. What you wore yesterday is as nice as we wear. It's too warm to wear the fabrics that look best," Tamzin said as she came and adjusted the ties of his tunic. "What shall we do today?"

“Can you show me around your kingdom?" Will asked as he reached out and touched the flower in her hair. "What is this flower?"

"It's a Jasmine," Tamzin said as she touched it lightly to readjust it. "Jasmine and Lavender are very important in our region. We use them most for healing."

"I like how it smells," Will said as he sniffed his fingers after touching the flower.

"You should. It's one of my favorite perfumes," Tamzin smiled as she took his hand. "Come along," she said as she brought him out onto the balcony. Down the side of the balcony was a staircase made of stones that descended down the rocky terrain. "We can go this way to avoid prying eyes. Just around the bend is the town."

"I'm sure that is all you used these stairs for," Will replied suggestively as she led him down the steps, though he held onto her hand tightly. Tamzin slowed her pace as the terrain became less even and Will came and wrapped his arm around her waist for support. "Let me lead you."