I want to keep her as sheis.
With herheart on her sleeve.
A massive fucking heart too.
Marvellous and perfect.
Turning her chin, Ikissher lips and start touching her underneath the table.
Forty-One
A good brownie doesn’t give their friend a poison-making gift set.
I didn’t know that’s what it was, but it’s nice to know I wasn’t the first.-Arienna
Grabbinghishand, Itrytoget him to move his fingers, butmy king’sstubborn in his decision to stop.He’sbuilt me up so close, so flippin’ close –again– and now he’sturning off the toy.A-fucking-gain.He’sdonethatallthroughout the meal.On.Off.On.Off.On.Off.
Eight times, he’s bloody edged me.
A good brownie is never mad, but oh my fucking gods, I am right now.I decided against the chillies tonight; the least he can do is appreciate that!
You forgot them, dumbass.
Go to hel.
Great, I’m so damn sexually frustrated, I’m arguing with myself.
Exhalingharshly, I digmy fingers into his, trying to force them to rubagainsteachother.Beinga lot stronger than me,heeasilyremovesmyhand.
My eyes narrow.Iamgoing to remove his cock, stuffit, and then turn it into a dildo.Seeyoutry to deny me then.
He chuckles as he continues to eat his dessert.“Patience, my queen.”
I glare at the slice of cake on his plate, envious that it gets to feel his mouth on it.“Fine,” Isay,my body so damn hot,itcould rival the sun.“I’ll do it myself.”I reach betweenmy legs, but he grabsmy hand and pinsit to his thigh.
Leaning towards me, he whispersin my ear, “No one gets to touch you but me.And if you do, I will tie you to my bed tonight and leave you until morning.”He nipsmy ear.“It’s only acouple more hoursbeforewe can go.The signing ceremony will start soon.”
“You said I would like edging,” I whine.“But Ihateit.It should be illegal.”
He laughs.I scowl.
Oh my gods, I’ve never wanted to kill him more.And nowIknow exactly how I’mgoing todo it.I’m going topay a witch toturnhiminto a fucking ferret.Ferrets have to get laid on time or they die.So I’m going tobuild him up every day but neverlethimorgasm.Then I’m going to watch the fucker die.And thenmaybe,maybehe’llunderstand how Iamfeeling right now.
I might not have been into exhibitionism when I first arrived in Raza, but he’s slowly been winning me over.“Just leave it on for, like, a minute more,” I plea.
Shaking his head with a smirk, herisesto his feet.The bastard.
Narrowing my eyes, I imagine him as a ferret.
But then I realise thereisa massive flaw in my plan,just like there always is in my plans.Argh!If hewasa ferret, how the heck would Iturn him on?
I’dalso have to be a ferret, and Iwould haveabsolutely no idea howtotease himthen.Ferrets’ teetharesharp,aren’tthey?Sofellatiowould beout.And Iwon’thave any clothes to strip off.Or any boobs to flash him.
Ugh.Where is Fabia when I need her?Shewillhave an answer to this.
Looking around for her while Richard walksover to King Dravragain, I spot her standing at the end of one of the tables with a group of leather-clad guards.Pushing to my feet, I hurryover to her.When I’m halfwaythere, thetoyvibratesagain, causing me to almost stumble.
I reach out a hand, grabbing hold of the edge of a table.An unattended glass of ambrosia beckonsto me, and I pick it up before continuing on tomy friend.
