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For twenty-four years these lands of endless beauty had been my home. I’d never known a place that had not been ensconced beneath the shadows of mountains, and where pine trees and maples hadn’t cocooned me in safety. I’d never known a home where the sounds of northern owls had not been my lullabies, or where deep snow had not blanketed us on Yule morning.
Tomorrow I would be leaving all this behind. And Marik wanted to give me one more night of this.
Marik wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, dipping so his lips made a connection with my neck.
I turned my head to meet his smoldering eyes, the copper rippling like flames. “I only want good memories of this.”
“I can give you that,” he answered before pressing his lips to mine.
The kiss was tender, softer than the ones of minutes before but no less powerful. When he pulled away I felt the acute loss of his warmth. He returned to nibble at the spot right below my ear, an entirely new sensation that was quickly rising to the top of my favorites list. I reached up behind me, gripping the hair at the back of his head to hold him to me
The hands that had wrapped tightly around my waist began to move, the left inching up to cup my breast, ensconced in the confines of the padding of the dress’ built in bra. Somehow, this didn’t detract from the sensations, as my pebbled nipples rubbed against the silk lining. I gasped as his other hand felt up the slit in the skirts, his fingers moving to exactly where I needed him the most.
Thank all the virtues above and sins below for the sister’s order for no underwear.
Marik’s fingers parted my folds as he ever so slowly plunged one finger deep inside me. I arched up against his touch as he pinched my nipple through the dress. I moaned, as he pushed a second up inside of me, twinges of tenderness mixing with the exquisite rapture of his movements. After a few slow pumps, he curled his fingers in a come-hither motion just as he pressed his thumb down on my clit. I was sent spiraling right over the edge of ecstasy, his lips capturing my rapturous screams.
Once my body stopped quivering from my orgasm, he pulled away, backing off until I turned to look at him. He winked at me, raising his fingers to his lips to suck them clean.
Dear Gods, I’d read about this in the books I still lied to Ness about reading, but holy hell I’d never imagined it would be so hot.
“Your turn,” I said, reaching for his pants. He simply took another step back and shook his head.
“As much as I want nothing more than to have your lips wrapped around my cock, that’s not what tonight is about.”
I raised a skeptical brow before he pulled me into his arms, his tongue delving into my mouth once more. I could catch a vague taste of myself on his tongue, ratcheting up my need once more.
He pulled back, hands framing my face as I fought to steady my breathing.
“We have all the time in the world to explore this, Ryn.”
I nodded my ascent, as he turned me to face out at the endless skies yet again.
I just hoped he was right.
When we returned to the common room a short while later, only Felix awaited us. He sat in one of the tall armchairs, a book in his hands as he scanned the lines with swift efficient sweeps of his eyes.
“Where’s Ness?” I asked, knowing Felix had been sent to bid on her. I had expected that, like Marik and I, Ness would follow him upstairs after the bid.
“With her new guild I suspect,” Felix’s annoyed tone sent my heart plummeting.
“What do you mean? I thought she was joining us!”
“I missed the bid,” Felix replied, not moving his eyes from the page he was reading.
“What the hell do you mean you missed the bid?” I cried, lunging at the Emissary of Greed. Marik grabbed me, pulling me back against his bare chest as he stared daggers at Felix.
“Explain,” He hissed.
And Felix did, explaining about how he had searched for the hellcat and been unable to locate it. By the time he had returned to the hall Ness’s bid was over, her dress now a vibrant shade of bright candy apple red to go with the Boralis slip that had bought her contract.
My worst fears had been realized. I’d lost her again.
I couldn’t lose her again. Not after everything we’d been through.
Marik had simply gripped me tightly to him as I fought back the angry sobs that wracked my body. He didn’t say anything - he didn’t have to. He simply offered what comfort he could in the rhythmic way he moved his fingers over my stomach.
A silent hour later the bells of the keep tolled nine times in quick succession, indicating that candidates must be released to gather their things from their dormitories. Marik, sans wings and wearing a 1989 Bad Religion No Control t-shirt, had wasted no time sifting me through shadows to my old dormitory. Ness was already there, tucking her remaining trinkets into bright red canvas travel bags that perfectly matched the red camo print fatigues and white tank top laid out before her on her bed.
