Heart Over Sword-Chapter 264: On Duty

Evanna wanted to rush into action and ensure the gem would be theirs. But there was nothing they could do right now. She was enraged that a deal was struck, and Conrad beat them to the palace.

"Come on," Arawn whispered, gently kissing her head and steering her towards the door. Garrett followed swiftly behind them, acting as their guard until they arrived at Evanna’s bed chambers.

He remained outside as Arawn and Evanna entered, only to be pulled to the side by someone hidden in the shadows. His dagger was out instantly. The moment he saw the petite opponent, he paused his reflex, and the dagger kissed her skin.

"*Where have you been?*" Garrett asked, his eyes trailing down Fiza’s body. She was in her usual attire, but much like how Garrett kept a hidden dagger, Fiza kept a few weapons on her person. The elf kept his blade against her throat, uncaring of the pose they were in.

Fiza didn’t mind being pushed up against the wall or the dagger at her throat. It was more entertaining. "*Here and there,*" she whispered, her hand caressing his sharp cheekbones.

Garrett flinched at her touch but did not pull away. It was a wonder she could reach so high, but he was leaning over her. "*Evanna needs you,*" he replied, fully aware of what had happened. He’d remained outside with Arawn as Conrad and Evanna spoke.

Fiza grinned at that. "*For now... She needs him. And I... Need you.*" She pushed onto her tiptoes, hands sliding up his muscular chest beneath the loose-fitting material. Garrett pulled his dagger back but moved away from the fae.

"*I’m on duty. I won’t leave my post,*" Garrett replied, resolute in his actions.

Fiza covered her mouth with her hand, holding back a giggle as she skipped around the large man who stood against the wall beside Evanna’s chambers. The petite fae leaned against his body, hand lowering to his groin. "*Then don’t leave,*" she whispered seductively, stroking him teasingly.

Garrett hissed at her touch, and his hand wrapped around her wrist, stopping her actions. "*Fine, I could always find sweet, innocent Axel instead. I’m sure he’d be fun to dominate...*" Fiza replied thoughtfully with a wicked smile.

Without uttering a word, Garrett forcefully grabbed her arm, raising her until her feet hung above the ground, making her gaze downward at him. Fiza never knew what to expect from this man and loved every moment, even if he glared at her.

She smirked as he settled her hips against his, allowing her legs to wrap around his waist. "*Undo your buttons," he commanded quietly. "You will act as my shield if anyone approaches.*"

Garrett meant it to sound threatening, and maybe Fiza would give up on seducing him. Yet, he liked this thrill, and he knew in Fiza’s messed up fae mind that she would not take offence to his comment.

"*Shield and blade. I do not care. I have made it so we will be alone for some time, though.*" Fiza grinned at him and shivered as she sank herself atop his length. Garrett was large, and the pain of accepting his size was just as pleasurable to her.

Garrett didn’t question Fiza, but he wouldn’t lose control. Evanna and Arawn were on the other side of the wall, and he was on duty. Fiza was being a minx and enjoyed breaking the rules. He wouldn’t complain about getting some action whilst he worked, though.

"*This won’t be pleasurable for you. I assure you. I will get my fill, and quickly. I am on duty, and you will not distract me. So, start moving, Fiza,*" he whispered darkly next to her ear.

Fiza giggled breathlessly and started bouncing on him. Garrett was inaudible; only his breaths and his hardness revealed his excitement. Otherwise, his gaze was hard, alert, as he scanned the halls whilst the fae continued to grind on him.

He had no intention of getting distracted by this wicked little thing, but that didn’t stop his hand from going between them and flicking at the bundle of nerves at the top of her core. Fiza started to moan and echoed down the corridor. Garrett crashed his lips against hers to muffle her groans and started to pump his length inside her, assisting in the building climax that was tightening around him.

Fiza’s hands went to his rope-like strands of hair and to the back of his neck, where sweat started to trickle down his back.

The door suddenly opened, and the pair paused, eyes wide at the newcomer they did not recognise. An elf in nothing but a robe stopped and stared at them; his eyes lowered to where Garrett and Fiza were connected. A tense silence beat between them before the man closed the door behind him and continued down the hallway.

"Ugh!" Fiza threw her head back. The thrill of getting caught made her succumb to pleasure before Garrett, even though he said she would not. The elven warrior thrust into her quickly, eyes roaming the hallway again, taking advantage of her squeezing him and the warm moisture sliding down his length.

With one last thrust, Garrett found his release, and Fiza came again. He really wasn’t expecting that and did worry about the man who caught them.

Once Fiza climbed off the prickly elven warrior, watching him adjust himself, eyes still alert, Fiza kissed him softly on the lips. His eyes widened in surprise, momentarily distracting him from his ’duty’ again.

"*I will meet with Evanna before I leave tomorrow,*" Fiza said before turning away as though they didn’t get intimate in the corridor.

Other guards returned to their posts in the hallway, making it apparent the fae ordered them to leave so she could... have her way with Garrett.

"*You are leaving?*" Garrett asked, immediately regretting his question.

Fiza stopped halfway down the hallway and smiled softly. "*Of course. My job here is done.*"

"*What job?*" Garrett asked suspiciously, but Fiza’s smile only broadened before she turned her back on him and left. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

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