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“I want you to know just how much I care about you. I know I never should have dragged you here in the first place, but in a strange way, I’m glad I did because… Well, I have feelings for you.”
Her body melts into mine.
“Now that Vippera is gone, I’d love to explore those feelings with you, if you’d let me of course.”
“Are you serious?” she gasps in shock. “Zalith, is that even allowed? I mean, you’re a prince and I’m just a human servant.”
“I care about none of that. No laws or traditions will dictate how my heart beats for you. I couldn’t give a damn, and after all that I’ve been through, I want to come out of this with a woman worthy of having me. Will you be mine?”
“Zalith…” she whispers, cupping my face. She leans in and kisses me passionately like never before. “Does that answer your question?” she giggles.
“Do that again.”
She obliges, this time kissing me with more force as we fall back on the bed. “I think dinner can wait, I’m in the mood for the taste of something else…”
22
AURORA
Beneath me he is hard in more ways than one, his lean, muscular form quickly becoming the thing that I like to rest upon. His cocks tease my buttocks as he kisses me passionately and I’m so alive—each nerve ending being tested to its full capacity—that it is mind-blowing.
I swirl my tongue around his mouth, never tiring of the way that the fork in his plays with my own. I’m beginning to feel that what he said about it before being the perfect fit is exactly right.
“I’ve never known anyone like you,” I say breathlessly as he flicks that tongue along my jawline and down my neck.
“I’m very glad to hear it,” he replies in that confident way that I have come to love. I’ve never trusted naga, always seen them for the cold and ruthless creatures I assumed they were and was taught they would be. Now, his bluntness, his confidence, the way that he knows just how strong and capable he is, is something that actually draws me to him.
The smell of blood travels up into my nose and I’m reminded of the fact that we are covered in it, me especially. “We should clean up,” I say softly. Because I want to leave no point of his body untouched by my tongue as I hope he does with me too.
“It is just some blood,” he says, raking his claws down my back.
“Well, maybe there is more than one other major difference between humans and naga. Apart from this of course,” I say, reaching down and running my hands over his hard, hot cocks.
“Yes,” he hisses. “Well, in that case.”
He lifts me off him and then rises from the bed, carrying me towards the large tub at the far side of the room. It seems the servants have already filled it, but the wood underneath has since burned out.
“Maybe a little cold for a warm-blooded creature such as yourself,” he says, testing the water with his hand.
“It’s fine,” I reply, kissing him, enjoying being held in his arms this way. He is so strong, so commanding, so impossibly perfect. “Put me down, I can do this.”
He does as I ask, and I kneel at the side of the huge tub, harnessing the magic needed to warm up the fresh but cool water. Zalith watches in admiration as the magic emitted from my hands lights up with water with a beautiful blue hue, and I smile up at him.
“Perfect,” I say, rather proudly.
“Yes, indeed,” he replies, smiling before stepping into the tub.
I climb in after him, straddling him, and begin to wash off the grime and the blood from his skin as he does with me. In complete silence we gaze at each other's bodies, drawing our eyes over every inch of flesh that is visible above the water.
Once the last of the blood is rinsed from my chest Zalith leans forward and takes my nipple between his lips and I moan, the heat of his mouth, the flick of his tongue sending sparks of pleasure through me.
I watch as he licks and flicks his tongue over it before extending his attention to the rest of my breast, tasting me and driving me insane. “Zalith,” I groan as he moves to the other. I’m completely aroused, completely intoxicated with the sensation and with watching him. Seeing how that long, forked tongue moves. How it swirls around my nipples, notching them in the triangular recess.
“Gods, these are the finest things I have ever known,” he rasps. He takes my breasts in his hands, cupping them softly, rolling his palms over the sensitive mounds.
“What you do to them is the finest thing I know,” I say, leaning forwards and kissing him. His cocks are so hard and peek out from the water and I can’t take it anymore. I need them in my mouth.
I scoot down and he moans knowing what my intentions are as I lift them both towards me, running my tongue over each in turn, seeking out all the barbs and grooves. He tips his head back and groans, “Fuck!”
