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What had come over her? Who was this Calliope who so freely relished the power she held over a man?
Aaron pulled away, staring down into her face as his hand slid between them to tease at her opening. “I’ve never seen eyes so blue.”
She cried out and pressed closer to his hand, aching to feel his fingers sliding inside her. But he seemed determined to tease, playing through her swollen folds, but depriving her of the penetration she craved.
“Please,” she murmured, trembling as she wiggled closer to his hand.
“I can feel your slickness, even in the water.” Aaron plunged what felt like two thick fingers inside her. “You are exquisite.”
Calliope cried out as her head fell back. She was close to finding release from that one simple touch. “More, please, more.” She captured his face in her hands, kissing his full lips, willing him to see how desperately she needed him.
She had never felt like this, never felt she would die if she didn’t feel some part of him—any part of him—moving inside her.
“I will give you more. Anything you need. Absolutely anything, my love.”
“I don’t want anything but you.” Calliope wrapped her fingers around his swollen shaft beneath the water, ignoring the whisper of unease that raised the hairs at the back of her neck.
Men often said things they didn’t mean to say during sex. At least Jamie had, always professing his love as he lifted her skirts and pressed her back into the grass near where his sheep grazed, but never whispering words of affection at any other time. It was only natural that even a man as experienced as the king would do the same, wasn’t it?
She was quickly distracted from her worries by the feel of his cock twitching in her hand and the groan that escaped his throat. That evidence that she made him as wild as he made her was enough to make her desire spiral even higher.
“You shall have me.” Aaron lifted her to sit on the edge of the bath. “But first I will have you.”
Calliope shivered as the cool air hit her wet skin, then shivered again as Aaron pushed her legs apart, baring her sex.
“Beautiful,” he whispered, gaze fixed on what he had revealed.
Calliope’s breath grew faster as his hands reached for her, parting the dark blonde curls and examining her with a heat that made her sex swell and ache even more fiercely.
“Lay back,” he said. “Show me all of you.”
Calliope hesitantly obeyed, shifting onto her elbows and letting Aaron lift her knees and spread her wider. Her nipples drew into tingling points as her lower back met the cold tile, but it was nerves, not the chill, that made her attempt to sit back up.
“Please. Stay.” It was more of a request than a demand, but stay she did, captivated by the sight of the king lowering his mouth to kiss her thigh.
And then he kissed her again, farther up, higher and higher until she could feel his warm breath on her center. Any moment it seemed he would kiss her there.
She’d hear
d of this, but Jamie had never tried to—
“Goddess!” All thoughts of Jamie or any other man fled as Aaron’s tongue darted out to flick, just once, across the button at the top of her.
His dark eyes lifted to meet hers and the man had the nerve to grin before his tongue darted out again. Calliope watched, helpless to look away as he claimed her, his tongue tracing her swollen folds, dipping into her entry, moaning as he tasted her and obviously found her sweet.
Soon her breath was coming in shallow little pants, her muscles were strung tight, and her thighs were trembling. She was seconds from shattering, but for some reason she couldn’t seem to allow herself to let go.
“Aaron, please,” she begged, not knowing what she begged for, but hoping somehow he might.
“Then you know my name.”
“I would know you anywhere.” She spoke the romantic words before she thought better of them, but Aaron didn’t seem to think her foolish.
“And I would know you. Now tell me, what do you want?” He cupped her breasts in his warm hands, his thumbs brushing across her tips as his mouth resumed its work between her legs.
She cried out again and her trembling grew worse, until she feared he would think there was something wrong with her. Surely other women never shook like this, quaking with the force of their need.
Perhaps this was something only fairies did, or maybe—
