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“I accept your Oath. Know that I do not ask this lightly, Korovi. I trust you above all others with this. Do not fail me.”
He places both of his fists on his chest, grim determination on his features, “I will not fail you, Warchief. Leave it to me.”
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Later Pellia and I are set up in a guest chamber, the servants we brought with us having replaced the dusty bedding and set a cheerful blaze in the fireplace. We are finally alone again and my plan from earlier in the morning can take form.
Turning to Pellia, I put a growl in my voice and say, “Get on the bed, temptress.”
My lover looks surprised at my sudden action, but a delighted gleam is in her eye as she slowly backs up to the bed, obeying my command.
“Tell me,” I say, stalking forward and then leaning over her form, “when I lift your skirts, will I find you wet?”
I skim her jawline with my nose, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her burgeoning arousal.
“Lift them,” she says coquettishly, “and find out.”
I grin. “Naughty, naughty temptress.”
I do as I am bid, slowly sinking to my knees as she perches on the end of the bed. I take her silky skirts in my hands before diving beneath them. Pellia laughs in surprise, but that laugh soon gives way to a choked moan as I find her center.Ambrosia. Her wet pussy tastes of earth and honey, a willing, lusty woman. Boldly, I lick her seam again, before finding her clit and sucking lightly. Her hips buck against my face and, encouraged, I do it again. Her needy whimpers spur me on as I lave and suck and thrust my tongue, each action met with a new gush of wetness.
I sheathe my claws and push two fingers into her warm, slippery cunt. Feeling around, I find the rough bit of flesh justbehind her entrance and curl my fingers at the same time as I suck her clit again. Her orgasm takes her by surprise, I can tell, as she falls back onto the bed, her hips and back bowing as she cries out my name. But I am not done with her yet. I add another finger and begin to pump mercilessly inside her, drawing out her climax. Just when it seems like she is coming down again, I curl my fingers again and lick her hard, and she is coming again.
Two more times I make her come before she finally pulls her skirts off of my head, pulling me up to kiss me passionately, tasting herself on my lips and tongue.
“Fuck me, Verrick,” she commands boldly. “I want to feel you inside me when next I come.”
With pleasure, I think, before kissing her again, sweeping my tongue into her mouth and drinking my fill of her passion. I take her, pushing her back into the mattress, and drop my warkilt.
Then the thought occurs to me that we still need to be wary of the Cabal. They could be watching or listening at this very moment. The thought cools some of my ardor. I will share no part of Pellia with anyone, especially not those honorless sadists.
From the corner of my eye, I spy a blanket at the foot of the bed and grab it, placing it over both of us. Pellia raises her brows in a question, but I do not answer. Instead, I bear her down and toss up her skirts, exposing her center to me. Only to me.
I bring my turgid length to her womanhood and slowly, leisurely, I enter. My lover groans at the invasion, her head tossed back in ecstasy, my name once again on her lips. But I make us both wait, drawing out the pleasure of my intrusion until I’m finally seated to the root in her and my eyes roll back slightly at the hot rapture of her squeezing cunt.
Then she says, “Take me, Verrick. Fill me up like the warrior you are,” and my control snaps.
With a mighty thrust, I pull out and push back into her, getting faster and faster. Soon she is coming again, this time on my cock, but I am a beast possessed and I grant her no quarter.Soon I am moving in and out like a crazed, wild thing and she is coming again and again and still I am going. In the haze of my lust, I see her neck and I am overcome with the temptation to bite down, to Claim Pellia, to make myself hers forever. But it is not time, and she has not said yes to forever, so instead I lick and suck the area, bruising with my kisses.
I rip open the bodice of her dress, freeing her breasts and taking each nipple in turn, sucking hard. All the while I am pounding into her, the pressure for release building in blinding pleasure. I am everywhere, kissing and licking and sucking, leaving my mark all over her brown, beautiful skin.
Pellia screams, another climax taking her and finally, finally, I let go, my own climax taking me so hard that I swear my life-force is being sucked out through my cock. Her welcoming channel milks me dry and I collapse to my forearms, barely with enough strength to keep my bulk from crushing her curvy frame.
I roll to my side and she comes with me, laying in my arms, breathing hard, a small smile lighting her gorgeous face, her body calm and replete with sated lust.
We are laying in comfortable silence, when the thought takes me that I am a fool. Of course, Pellia is my mate. I can no longer live without this woman. I don’t want to. I know it is fast, but I think I’ve been feeling this way for a long time and just hid it from myself. My Mating Instinct purrs with approval.
“Pellia,” I say, speaking the truth in my heart, “I am falling in love with you.”
She does not react the way I expect. She stiffens in my arms and goes pale. “What?”
“I am falling in love with you, Pellia. I think I have been for a while now.”
She laughs nervously and says, “You must be mistaken. This is just passion, just sex. Since you have not had a lover in so long, you must be mixing them together. It’s understandable.”
I get a little annoyed at her continued denial, but I keep my tone even when I reply, “No. I know the difference between lustand love. I feel both for you. I want to be with you, always.”
“But . . . but you said that you didn’t want a mate! You said—!”
