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She didn’t bother to respond before dropping her dress to her ankles, exposing herself to me entirely. My mouth watered at her gentle curves, the thickness of her thighs and the little patch of copper curls at her apex. I stroked myself slowly as she stepped into the water, steam rising up around her legs, her thighs and her waist. She held my eyes as she fully submerged herself.
When she came up out of the water, her long hair was unbound, darker red now and so long that it hung all the way down to her hips. Looking at her was like staring at a painting, a statue, or a goddess herself. The moment the thought crossed my mind I knew I was in more trouble than I ever imagined.
She began lathering soaps into her palm and scrubbing herself clean, taking her time to reach every nook and cranny while I watched. Her eyes flitted to mine periodically, and she would flash me a soft smile. When she was clean, she went under again, fully submerged. Seconds passed, and then nearly a minute, and she still hasn't surfaced.
The water was covered in soap bubbles, so I couldn't see her beneath it. It meant I couldn't see how close she’d gotten, surfacing a minute later between my parted thighs. Water sloshed down her wet body, her long hair falling in a heavy curtain around her face, tickling my cock beneath the water.
“I was thinking last night about the first time I saw you.” Her head was cocked to the side as she ran her fingers down my shoulder to my bicep, tracing slow patterns across my skin. I arched my brow, remembering the same day. Remembering the frustration of being unable to catch up with a slippery, little halfling. Kyre laughed, shaking her head, her wet hair beginning to coil around her face. “No, not the hunt. I mean the first time Ireallysaw you. The first time you touched me.”
I frowned, confused. The first and only time I’d ever laid a finger on Kyre was when I took her to her new chambers. I’d placed a hand on her face and she’d touched my arm, comforting me after I’d revealed information I’d never told a living soul. She clicked her tongue, moving closer until she was nearly straddling me. My cock strained and pulsed, so close to her wet cunt. All it would take was one thrust and I’d be inside her.
“I’m not an idiot, you know. I’ve known that the four of you can mind-speak since the moment I arrived. Believe it or not, you don’t hide it very well.” Her tone was chastising, but I just smiled. She was observant, I’d give her that. So, I simply nodded, hoping she’d elaborate. Her fingers curled at the base of my neck, toying with my plait of long hair that I still wore in the warrior’s style from back home at court. “The night before I was captured, I had a dream. It was so vivid. Almost like it wasn’t really a dream at all. You were there, which was odd given the fact that I’d never met you. I think I’d remember eyes like yours…”
I knew which dream she was remembering immediately, and she was right, it wasn’t really a dream at all. It was a vision I’d placed directly into her mind the night we failed to capture her. I didn’t mind-speak often, and never with anyone aside from my brothers, but that night, I flooded her mind with promises of what could be.
“I knew I was right,” she said, as if reading the answer on my face. She settled into my lap, and it was an effort to contain a groan of pleasure as her wetness slicked over my cock. She inched closer, her fingers tightening on my neck, her breasts skimming my wet chest. “Do you want to touch me the way you did that night, Erix? She asked, her voice a sensual whisper.
Unable to help myself, I snaked my hands around her waist, anchoring her against me as I fought the urge to grind myself against her cunt. She was warm, soft, and pliable in all the right places. My mind danced with visions of all the ways I could make her scream for me.
I hadn’t been entirely celibate these last centuries. Though I didn’t take concubines to bed, there were times I found myself seeking out human brothels across the Veil. Only Vazden knew about these trips, and he always covered my tracks for me. It wasn’t something to be ashamed of, but I’d rather not discuss it with my brothers. It would only dredge up unwanted memories. But the human women were enough to take the edge off of my lust when I needed it, and that’s all that mattered.
“Tell me what you want, Prince,” Kyre whispered into my ear. Her tongue flicked out, tracing the pointed tip, sucking gently on the hoop pierced through it and nearly had me spilling myself right there. “It’s just you and me tonight, and I want to serve you.”
I pulled back, staring into her fiery eyes. “You don’t have to do this,” I said, and I meant it. As much as I craved her, as much as I needed to feel her warmth around me, I would never force her into something she wasn’t ready for. I wasn’t that sort of male and I would never be.
“Does it look like I’m here against my will?” she asked, gesturing to the empty room around us. “Cadoc isn’t here to force me onto my knees this time. Not that it doesn't have its uses then the mood is right.” She chuckled wickedly, and I couldn't help but match her grin. I knew she was a feisty one the second I saw the sparkle of mischief in her eyes when she’d pretended to drop that sponge between Riven’s thighs. She was trouble, but the best sort of trouble.
Snaking my palm up the curve of her waist, I funneled my magic into my fingertips, sending a pulsing buzz along her skin. Her eyes widened and her lips parted slightly at the sensation. The tattoos along my arms, torso, neck, and my head lit up as if fueled by lightning, and by the look on her face I knew that my eyes were bright-blue, too. I didn’t use my magic often, but I knew a few tricks that used to drive females wild with pleasure before my exile.
The same held true for Kyre, because as her skin continued to tingle, she ground her hips against me, her cunt dragging over my length slowly, coaxing small moans of pleasure from her lips.
“I don’t fuck concubines,” I said, gritting my teeth around every word.
Placing her hands on my cheek, holding my face still as she brought her lips to mine, she said, “Then fuckme. Not a slave, not a prisoner. Just Kyre. Tonight, let’s just pretend things are different.” Our breathing turned ragged as she continued to move her hips, pleasure coursing through us both as friction built.
“You don’t know what you’re asking,” I said roughly. Gripping her hips, I used her weight to anchor myself, thrusting upwards to meet her. I was nearly wild with need, and any moment now, the control I had on my instincts would snap. Snaking my hand up her body, I reached her throat, slowly curling my fingers around it as she pulled back, raising her chin and dropping her hands to her sides. “If I take you, it won’t be the last time. I’ll take you again and again.” I squeezed a little tighter, just enough to cut off some of her air. Instead of fighting against it, her amber eyes flared brighter in excitement. “Tell me to stop. Tell me this was a mistake and you can walk out of this room and I won’t follow.”
“No,” she said, her voice rough, searching for the air she needed to speak. “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to make me scream.” Her hips swiveled again as if to emphasize her words. “Make me scream, Erix.”
Every ounce of control I had snapped the second my name passed her lips. In one swift movement, I slipped my cock in her cunt, stretching her wide as she moaned gutterally, her eyes rolling back in her head. Gritting my teeth, I fought to keep still, giving her a moment to adjust to my size. I funneled more magic through my body, sending it straight to my cock where more tattoos circled from base to tip. Her eyes flew open in shock as we began to buzz with magic where we connected. She sunk onto me until I filled her up to the hilt, her eyes closing tight and her thighs shaking.
Then she moved, her fingers sinking into my shoulders as she rose up and down, finding her own pleasure. She was tight and hot, pulsing around my length. If we’d been anywhere but in this pool I would have had her pinned against a wall as I rutted in her like a beast.
The water sloshed around us, spilling out of the pool and flooding the bathing room, putting out some of the candles situated on the ground level. The smell of smoke, lilacs, roses, and sex surrounded us in the quiet night. I wrapped my arm around her waist, hauling her out of the water, spinning us both around until she was perched on the stone edging. Never once did I pull my cock from deep inside her. Her thighs parted wider for me as I thrusted in hard, coaxing sweet mewls of pleasure from her lips.
Without stopping for even a second, I grabbed her chin with one hand, holding her face still as I slammed my lips into hers. She moaned into my mouth as I parted her lips with my tongue. We devoured each other in a frenzy, as if we were two starving animals desperate for a meal.
“Harder, Erix,” she groaned, her pretty eyes rolling back in pleasure. “Oh gods I need it harder…” With a growl that was more primal than mage, I pulled myself out of her, flipping her around with little to no effort and bent her body over the edge of the pool.
Her wet locks of crimson hair stuck to her back, and I wasted no time wrapping the strands around my fist and pulling tightly until her back was arched and her chin was in the air. I thrust inside her again from behind, fucking her hard and fast as she moaned my name. Over and over, she chanted my name and it was like music.
Willing my magic to expand, I sent a wave of it stretching out over the bathing chambers, covering every wall in a glowing, blue light. Leaning over her lush body, I brought my lips to her ear. “You can scream now, pet. Nobody can hear you.”
She did. As I pulled on her long hair, rutting into her in a frenzy, she screamed and screamed, begging me for more. The shield I put up around the room would keep anyone from entering the room or even hearing a peep from inside. I didn’t want to have to kill some poor servant for interrupting us.
My balls tightened as her cunt contracted, pulsing around me. Her thighs were shaking as she lost strength in her arms. I was the only thing holding her up now. She was utterly and completely at my mercy, just the way I needed her to be.
“Is this what you came here for, little faerie?” I said into her ear, holding her body against mine with her head tilted to lay on my shoulder. She moaned incoherently when I reached around, skimming my palm down her belly, sinking my fingers into the curls at her apex and finding the spot that drove females to their knees. “Answer me, pet.” My fingers moved in swift circles making her knees buckle.
