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I nodded. "Because all of you keep thinking that I'm so delicate. You haven't yet realized that you want to protect me because I'm important to you, not because I'm weak."
"Oh, I know you're not weak. My failing, Nari, is that I can't stand the idea of you wanting for anything. Think of it as my temptation."
Using the hand on my back, he steered me to yet another hall, but we were walking just a little faster than normal. Not rushing, not quite, but we both wanted to get back. I wasn't sure what he wanted, but I needed a very cold bath to calm the last of this unslaked desire.
Then we reached my door. Talin stepped forward to open it, letting me go through first, and followed right behind. The moment he was inside, he flicked the lock, the whole thing taking no more than a second. Then we rounded the corner to see both Eladehl and Wraythe looking up, waiting to see if I was ok.
"The guy was an idiot," Talin said, guiding me through the room. "She's fine, she's amazing, and I'm using your bed." And he kept me walking.
Wraythe just chuckled. "Yeah, take care of that. I'll start her a bath in about half an hour. Unless I hear her screaming in glory before then."
"Nari?" Eladehl asked, making me stop. "You sure you're good?"
"Positive," I told him, even as Talin pressed me forward again.
"We'll talk later," he said.
The moment we reached my room, Talin shucked off his coat, leaving it on the floor. His cravat came next, but he removed it with only one hand. Just as I reached the bed, he paused to kick off his boots, his hands simultaneously getting rid of his vest. For the shirt, he only worried about the top three buttons, then pulled it over his head, but I'd moved in to help with his pants.
"Talin," I breathed, "I should probably have a bath. At least a shower."
"No," he said. "Because I'm not sure I can wait that long, and I don't care about Cal." He pushed his pants down and stepped out of them, closing what little distance there was between us. "You cannot tease me like that, then tell me he didn't even get you off, and think that I want anything more than to throw you in that bed." His hands reached for the zipper on my dress.
I didn't stop him. "So you're fine with sloppy seconds?" Because I did not want to disgust him.
"Or thirds, fourths. Don't really care about that," he promised, his voice shifting deeper. "I just want to see that lingerie one more time, and feel those stockings wrapped around my hips." The zipper reached the bottom and slipped free. Talin gently guided the dress from my body. "That's why I asked if you got off, because I need to be inside you." He guided me a step back. "Now."
I hit the mattress and he eased me down, my legs hanging off the edge. Talin stood between my knees, sliding his hand down to my thighs just to lift one leg against his hip. Then he leaned over, reaching for my mouth.
"You will never be left wanting," he breathed before kissing me.
I wrapped my other leg around his ass and pulled, begging him to come just a little closer. I felt his dick nudge me and slide where it needed to be. Then he pushed, slipping inside my body like he belonged there.
"Oh, that's good," he groaned, pausing to let me adjust before he began to rock his hips into mine.
I reached out, clasping his forearm for balance, even though I had nowhere to fall. My other hand found his hip, and I pulled in time, begging him for just a little more. He gave it, leaning back to thrust even deeper. Then again. The next time, he moved his hands to my ass, lifting it from the bed to plunge himself as far as he could, and I loved it.
His head tilted back and his eyes slipped closed, but his hips didn't stop. Over and over, he pumped into me, chasing his own release as much as mine. The schooled mask of control he'd worn in that room disappeared, and he finally allowed himself to be completely bare before me. I could see his abs flex with each thrust. I felt his thighs against me as he leaned in, and I knew this man was giving himself to me as much as he was taking.
And it felt so good. He didn't need to tease my body higher with his hands. He just rode me, filling me repeatedly, teasing me in his own way. I felt the bed rock with our motion, could hear the mattress and frame creak in protest, but I didn't care. Eladehl and Wraythe knew what we were doing. Their absence was their form of permission.
Because right now, I needed it to be him. Talin was my guardian. This was my aftercare. This was how he protected me. His body was erasing the feel of that idiot, replacing it with the man who'd looked at me like he was willing to fight the world for one more touch of my body. I moaned. I gasped. I clenched my legs against him, begging for just a little more, and he always gave it.
Until I was clawing at the blankets, panting with desire. That was when he finally reached down to press his thumb against my clit. He didn't rub, didn't flick. He simply pressed, holding his hand there as his dick slid through my body until I couldn't handle anymore.
I came hard, tensing around him, and Talin's eyes flew open, meeting mine. He groaned, flopping forward as our bodies lost control, barely catching himself with one strong arm shoved beside my ribs.
Then we both just tried to breathe. Carefully, he eased his head down against my stomach, and I managed to get my hand against the back of his head. All of the anxiety, disappointment, and pent-up frustration had been burned out, leaving nothing more than a perfect tranquility.
Which was disturbed by the sound of footsteps. Turning my head, I saw Wraythe slip into the room, aiming for the bathroom. He glanced over, caught my eyes, and smiled sweetly before disappearing through the door. A moment later, I heard the sound of water running.
"Yeah, this is why I like them," Talin mumbled as he withdrew.
Eladehl's chuckle proved he'd been heard. "Flop down beside her, Talin. You've got a bit before the tub's full, and it's for both of you." He bent to grab Talin's coat, draping it over his arm as he moved to the next piece. "You took care of her, so we'll handle the rest."
"Need a hanger?" Wraythe asked, stepping out of the bathroom just to move to the closet.
It was all too much. I tossed my arm over my eyes and just giggled. My partner had turned into a maid. His guardian was running my bath. Mine was fucked out. The whole thing was amazing, adorable, and, well, perfect.
