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In a moment, he had the elaborate golden goblet I’d been drinking from at the banquet that evening. It must not have been washed yet because it still held the sticky dregs of the wine Great Aunt Acosta had poured for me.
Liath dabbed his little finger in the wine and placed a single drop carefully on his tongue. After a moment, he turned his head and spat.
“By the Shadow Throne—that’s the most concentrated lust potion I’ve ever tasted! And you say you drank a whole glass of it?”
“Yes—she was really excited that I drank it all,” I admitted.
Liath shook his head.
“No wonder you had some kind of reaction to it! What can she have been thinking, giving you something like that?”
“I think she was trying to help me get…get pregnant,” I admitted in a low voice. “She seems obsessed with the idea of me producing a female heir for you—one who can sit the Shadow Throne.”
“I believe that in time you will be able to sit the Shadow Throne—and the Shining Throne too, if you wish it,” Liath told me. “And don’t say you won’t, Alira,” he added, when I started shaking my head. “There’s something special and unique about your magic, which is why I’ve been bringing you along so fucking slowly.”
“Is that why you haven’t…haven’t taken me yet?” I asked. I was very aware that I was completely naked with him and that my nipples and pussy were throbbing as I spoke.
“That’s exactly why, little bird,” he murmured, stroking my cheek. “Don’t you think I want to take you? Want to thrust my shaft deep in your soft, sweet pussy and flood your womb with my cream? But the moment I take your maidenhood has to be special—it has to be right. It’s going to be a moment of blood and power and pleasure like no one in this Realm or any other has ever seen. It has to be done at the right time. Besides, didn’t I tell you I wouldn’t take you until you begged me to?”
“What if I begged you now?” I asked, shifting restlessly on the bed. “Or at least begged you to do something for me? I don’t know why, but I’m so sensitive and achy in my private places, Liath!”
I nodded down at my nipples and areolas, which were still dark maroon. The inside of my pussy felt hot and swollen too—my clit throbbing like a second heartbeat.
Liath frowned.
“Hmm…I’d bet the last drop of my magic that’s a side effect of the fucking lust potion. I have to have a word with Great Aunt Acosta.”
“You don’t think she…she wouldn’t do anything on purpose to…to hurt me, would she?” I asked hesitantly.
Liath shook his head.
“I don’t think so. She’s just mad—though in her day, she was a force to be reckoned with.”
“Well, I’m never eating or drinking anything she offers me again,” I said, shivering. “I drank the wine because I didn’t want to be rude but I’d rather be rude than dead!”
“You’re not going to die—not while I’m here to protect you.” Liath stroked my hair away from my eyes. “And to pleasure and heal you. Do you want me to try and heal your nipples, little bird?”
I bit my lip.
“How exactly will you heal them? I mean, with your blood?”
The blood from his cut palm had already been wiped from my neck and I was grateful for it in the extreme—he had saved my life. But the idea of him rubbing blood over my nipples didn’t really appeal.
Liath shook his head.
“I think this kind of healing is more suited to pleasure magic,” he rumbled, his eyes going half-lidded.
“But…are you going to touch my nipples? I mean because I don’t think I can stand it if you, you know, pinch or twist them like you do sometimes when you’re uh, touching me or I’m touching myself,” I confessed. “They’re really sensitive, Liath.”
“In that case, I’ll have to heal you with my tongue—that’s much more gentle,” he murmured.
“Oh—all right.” I didn’t mind this a bit. Liath was very fond of sucking my nipples—he loved my big breasts and told me so every chance he got.
He frowned.
“I’m not just going to lick and suck your nipples, you know, little bird. I’m going to need to lick your sweet little pussy too.”
“You…you are?” I squeaked uncertainly. This was something we hadn’t done yet—though Liath had spoken of wanting to do it often. “I thought you were saving that for a special magic lesson,” I said, feeling anxious and worried. After all, what if he didn’t like it? Didn’t like the taste of me there?
“I already know I’m going to love how your sweet pussy tastes,” Liath told me firmly—clearly he was still attuned to my thoughts. “I lick your fingers every time you touch yourself, remember?” he murmured, his eyes going half-lidded. “You don’t know how hard it’s been to hold off from tasting your sweet pussy, little bird. Been wanting to lick between your legs from the very first.”
