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“One hot bath, coming right up.” He said, before sliding into the adjoining bathroom. I followed him in to the cavernous ensuite. It was even larger than mine had been and was lit with the same golden glow of the dancing flames that illuminated the rest of the palace. They twinkled and danced softly, reminding me of fireflies.
Instead of filling up the large tub, he led me to the hot spring that trickled in the corner. The bright blue water bubbled merrily beneath a gushing hot water feature that poured out of the raw stone of the wall.
There had been a much smaller version in my own chambers, but I had never used it. There hadn’t ever seemed to be a good time to lounge about in a hot spring with all that was happening. I glanced back at him, grinning, but my smile slipped when I took in the intensity of his gaze. Silently he came forward and began to help me out of my clothes. He pulled my sweater over my head, his fingers lightly brushing my skin, leaving a trail of pleasant goosebumps in their wake.
Gently curling my fingers into the front of his shirt and leaning into him I looked up, giving him a gentle kiss on the mouth.
“Join me?” I whispered, and he nodded, kissing me again before slipping out of his own clothes. Wearing nothing but our mating stones, we slid into the bubbling hot spring. Wading in the chest-deep water, I found that along the edges, there were several outcroppings where you could sit and enjoy the bubbles as they burst against you. I sighed as I sat down, dipping my head back to wet my hair. It felt heavenly.
Amon summoned a few soaps and shampoos before wading through the water toward me. He leaned in close, nuzzling into my ear and wrapping me up in his arms.
“Let me wash your hair,” It was a soft demand, phrased almost as a question, and I nodded. Immediately he lifted me up, my body feeling weightless in the water, as he switched places with me. He leaned back into the underwater outcropping, settling me to sit between his thighs, facing away from him. I felt him shift to fill his hands with shampoo before running his fingers up and under my hair, massaging the base of my neck and then up the back of my scalp.
The feeling of his fingers working the shampoo into my roots was incredible. My skin tightened at the sensation, and I sighed again, happily leaning back into his chest.
“You were incredible today,” he told me as he continued his slow, lazy massage. I frowned.
“I didn’t do much. The four of you handled most of the interrogation,” I said. He squeezed my scalp and gently pulled the lathered soap out of my hair and into the water around us. Tapping his fingers against my head softly, he beckoned me to tilt back so he could rinse out the remaining suds. When I came back up, he pulled me more firmly against him, so his mouth was pressed against me.
“You referred to us as your people,” his voice had become rough and husky, and I felt him grow hard as he said it. “You will make such an excellent Queen,” he murmured. He slid his hands around me, one traveling up to cup my breast and the other sliding lower to explore between my legs. Wetness that had nothing to do with the hot spring's water began to gather.
I felt my breath catch in my throat. “Once we wake The Origin, I’m sure he will retake his place as ruler of the Dominion,” I mused, focusing on the conversation despite the deliciously slow play of his fingers. He gripped the tip of my nipple and twisted it gently, forcing a gasp from my lips. As I arched, he took the opportunity to slide his index finger inside of me, growling in approval of the arousal he found there.
“Then you shall be Queen here,” he promised me, as he slid his finger up, to rub gently against that sensitive bundle of nerves that he seemed to find so easily. “And we will rule this court together.”
I moved to turn to face him, but he held me firmly in place, continuing his slow, gentle strokes. As the newly familiar warmth began to spread through me, I moaned and pressed back closer to him.
“Amon,” I breathed. He continued to rub, periodically dipping back into me, to pull more of the wetness up and over my center.
“Yes, Raven?’ He asked as he relentlessly worked his index finger beneath the water.
“I - I’m going to…”
“You’re going to what?” He pressed against my ear, as he slid his fingers deep into me again, before resuming his slow, methodic rubbing.
“If you keep doing that I’m going to come,” I gasped, and I felt his mouth curl against me.
“I know,” he said, sliding the hand that wasn’t playing with my burning core up from my breast to my throat. He gently wrapped his hand around my neck and tilted my head back, while leaving hot kisses down my jaw. “Show me how well you can come,” he murmured in between the kisses he planted against my cheek. As if driven by his command, the growing warmth between my thighs reached a climax, and my whole body shook with my release. I moaned and arched as he continued to stroke me through the duration of the orgasm, stopping only once he was sure I was finished.
When I was done, he turned me to face him, before lifting me up and out of the water. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to bed, giving me gentle, loving kisses on the way.
He laid me down, and I reached for him, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he had given me. Instead, he pulled the blankets around us and cuddled me into him.
“Sleep, my dark, dangerous, little Queen. Tomorrow will be a long day," he told me. I sighed. As I closed my eyes, I wished we could spend the coming days loving each other, instead of plotting against an evil tyrant and planning to go to war.
Despite the firm and solid feeling of my mate wrapping himself around me, my dreams were filled with inky webs and thousands of spindly legs.
72
I woke up the next morning, curled up against Amon’s chest. It took me a moment, to remember the day before. The moment I did, I turned my face up, to find him already awake, looking down at me.
“Good morning, Raven,” he greeted me, leaning forward to kiss me softly on the lips.
“Good morning,” I smiled against his kiss. Waking up next to him was something I couldn’t wait to do, every day, for the rest of my life. “What’s on the agenda today?” I asked, though I had a pretty clear idea already.
“After we get you your coffee,” he said, tapping my nose playfully with the tip of his finger, “We will need to meet with the team and decide our best course of action. Are we waiting the full three days to let Ash Nevra make the first move? Or should we take the offensive, and go to her?”
I mulled this over. We had everything we needed now, to wake The Origin. The trouble was getting to him, undetected. Even if we did manage to get into her castle, what if things didn’t go according to plan? What then? We needed a plan B.
