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I wriggled away. “No. Be still or shall tieyourhands.”
“Promises, promises.” He smiled, wickedly, but stretched his arms obediently over his head, letting me have my way with him.
I’d done this once before, but I’d been tipsy, if not outright drunk. This time I wanted to learn him as he’d learned me, testing which kind of touch excited him most. His heart thumped and his unblemished belly fluttered as I kissed my way down it.
Finding the way to open his pants, I started to peel them off, pausing when I encountered the dagger at his hip, the silver blade searing me. I knew this knife—he’d held it to my throat once before—and it hadn’t burned me then. A sign that the magic was infusing my tissues, transforming me as surely as a bombardment of gamma rays. Withdrawing the knife from its sheath, I looked up his body to find Rogue returning my gaze calmly.
“You didn’t tell me you brought this.”
“I didn’t want to frighten you unnecessarily.”
“Not this time.”
He smiled ever so slightly. “You pay much better attention than you did then.”
“Amazing how that works,” I said drily, then cast the knife aside so it skidded through the dirt. “You’re a ruthless bastard, you know.”
“But you’re not angry?”
“Nope.” I grinned at him and freed his cock, grasping the solid length of his shaft in my hands. “After all, I’d do the same for you.”
“Why doesn’t that—” He broke off with a strangled sound when I cupped his balls and took him into my mouth.
After that, neither of us had much more to say.
Part II
Massaging the Data
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Chapter 10
In Which I Am Reunited with My Wacky Sidekicks
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Like any society, Faerie has its socialpariahs.
~Big Book of Fairyland, “Flora andFauna”
Starling, Athena, Larch,along with my erstwhile supply caravan and entourage had arrived at the far edge of the moat by the time we emerged from the practice arena.
Though I was, naturally, relieved and delighted to have them safe, I tried not to feel like the honeymoon was over.
Rogue settled his hand on the back of my neck under the fall of my hair, rubbing lightly while we waited for the enormous drawbridge—it had to be the length of a football field—to lower its ponderous weight across the water. Teams of human men, brawny muscles flexing, shouted in unison as they worked the chains through the great wheels.
“Why a manual system?” I asked Rogue. “You’re forever championing how much easier magic makes everything. And that thing has to weigh tons.” Probably a lot more than that, but there were reasons I hadn’t gone into engineering.
He stroked the hollow formed by the cavity below my occipital bone, one of my most erotically charged hidden points, as he’d discovered and loved to exploit. “What one sorcerer can affect magically, another can also. Try your magic against it.”
I tested it in a nondamaging way. Wouldn’t want to compromise castle security, after all. It did not turn bright pink with blue zigzags as I’d planned. Too bad, because I’d really wanted to see Rogue’s face at that one. Alas. “Interesting. And stop that.”
He stroked that point again and smiled down at me with warm desire. “Only to remind you that thehoneymoon,as you so quaintly picture it, will never be over.”
That got me and I shivered a little, but with heat.
“We don’t have to wait for them.” Rogue leaned in and brushed my left temple with a kiss. “Let me leave them a message that we’ll join them for dinner tonight. Or breakfast tomorrow.”
