I took that as my leave. Pagwais could sleep long stretches, and they’d gotten plenty of excitement today. Hopefully that was enough to keep them situated.
When I headed back into the inn, Kali was seated at a table with two mugs in front of her.
I took a spot opposite to her and settled in. “Manage to get your bounty situated?”
Kali grinned, her smile sharp. “The full amount. Found out what was inside too.” She nudged a mug toward me. “First though, a beer. Lynwell is bringing over stew and bread too.”
My stomach rumbled in response. “Oh thank everything. I was about to perish without a full meal.”
Kali smirked. “Couldn’t have that now. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”
I shifted in my seat, my cock already stiffening. My nipples chafed the fabric of my shirt, so sensitized I could scream. To say I was excited was an understatement. I took a sip of the beer to cool down, which was crisp and delicious. “So what was inside?”
“You were right,” she said. “Some family recipes that had been tightly guarded for generations.”
I snorted. “Far more valuable than some shiny metals or pretty jewels.”
“So say you,” she responded with a wry expression.
Lynwell trudged toward us with two steaming bowls, a hunk of bread sticking out of each one. The scent caught my nose, and my mouth watered. Some sort of meat and lumps of orange and green vegetables stuck out, and the consistency was thick enough to hold the bread upright.
“Take it,” Lynwell muttered as she plunked the bowls down and then headed back to her bar without another word.
“Charming as always,” Kali called to her, and Lynwell let out a mix between a grunt and grumble.
I plunked a spoon in and blew on the surface before taking my first bite. The stew was hot and delicious, and I didn’t care if Lynwell was grumbly as long as she served us stew like this. Quiet descended between Kali and me as we alternated between bites of stew, of the bread, and sips of beer from the mug to wash it down. After rushing around the last two days, I savored getting to sit in an inn where a fire roared from a cozy hearth, where weweren’t out in the middle of the woods and could enjoy a good meal.
The Rusty Wheel was all wooden beams and matching tables and chairs, and black metal accents framed everything in stark contrast. Not too many elves gathered here tonight, only a few of the tables full. Most travelers were already in the middle of the Everend Market, whether at the cabins or the campsites, since the ever popular midsummer festival was still in full swing.
At this point, I was grateful my vacation hadn’t gone to plan. The vendors at the market would always be there next year, but this chance encounter with Kali certainly wouldn’t.
Spending time with her had been an unexpected delight from beginning to…well, I wasn’t ready for it to end yet.
Kali nudged a tote bag that leaned against her chair. “Managed to get into my storage as well.”
“That’s…” I trailed off, trying not to drool at the thought of what might be awaiting me. She’d proved she could play my body better than most.
“Finish your beer,” she said, a cocky smirk on her lips. “And then we’ll head up to bed.”
I lifted the mug to my lips and chugged.
Chapter seven
We wandered up to the room, not after getting a harrumph from Lynwell, who busied herself with glaring at the customers and cleaning glasses in equal measure. The door opened with a creak, and I stepped inside the room. It was all smooth wooden beams, and the large bed on the opposite side of the room was made with fresh cream linens. A nightstand sat next to the bed, and the whole room had a quaint, solid, comfortable feel.
I shucked off my boots and socks, enjoying the freedom that offered. Then I plunked onto the bed.
Kali dropped her sack onto the bed and prowled around it. “Why stop the stripping there?”
A grin lifted my lips, and I tugged down my pants and drawers, then my cozy, flowy top overhead. My nipples pebbled in the cool air, my tits begging for attention, almost as much as my cock, that was waking up. But really, I just wanted her to enter me, to fuck me senseless until I was screaming.
“How pissed is Lynwell going to be if I’m loud?” I asked, the realization hitting me.
Kali’s eyes twinkled. “Furious, so make sure you’re calling out my name.” She eyed me down, still fully dressed in her all-black attire, and her gaze simmered. “Spread those legs, princess.”
I leaned back on my elbows and spread my legs, anticipation flooding through me. The air simmered in here, thick and delicious. Kali prowled onto the bed, the creak of the mattress echoing through the room. She didn’t pause at my cock though, completely bypassing it. No, she cupped my tit and leaned down to lick the nipple. Bliss rippled through me fast and fierce, and I writhed in place. My nipples were so hypersensitive ever since I started taking the potion from Laurel, and having this attention on them thrilled me.
Kali continued to torment my tit, sucking and nipping, causing one shockwave after another. And then she switched to the other, giving it the same lavish attention. Her intensity came out full force here, the dedication as she pulled me apart at the seams. Each suck, each lick, each light bite caused pleasure to shoot right to my groin. I wriggled in place, barely able to stay still, and my cock was already dripping.
