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“Answer me, Alarie,” he demanded.
My eyes popped open.
“Yes, Jay. Fuck me. I can’t stand it anymore.”
And then, his gaze locked onto my green and gold eyes, he crossed my threshold for the first time. A growl escaped his lips as my wetness enclosed around him inch by inch. He watched as my eyes went wide with the pain that came with him making room for himself inside of me for the first time. The pain quickly turned to pleasure as he gently pushed himself inside of me until he was fully sheathed. He lay on top of me, inside of me, unmoving, like he was savoring the feel of being soaked in me. I tried to move against him, but he pinned me to the bed with the weight of his body.
“Alarie, my dear, you were worth the wait,” he whispered softly, his lips pressed right below my ear.
And then he began to move inside of me.
“Jay! Oh my gods, Jay. Yes!” I moaned, losing myself at the feel of him inside me, finally filling that ache I’d begged for him to sate.
He continued to move tenderly inside of me as he placed his mouth around mine. With his muscled arms on both sides of our bodies, he lifted his torso off my breasts so that he could look down and see himself slowly moving in and out of me. He placed a firm hand on my lower stomach, possessively, feeling himself move inside of me, pressing against my walls. Each stroke within me felt like it was radiating through my entire body, culminating in one all-consuming rush.
He reached back and grabbed my foot, using it to press my leg wide and toward my chest. He angled me until he found that spot within me that always made me quiver. Taking more shallow thrusts, he stroked over and over the spot, working me into a frenzy.
Looking back up from the intoxicating sight of him plunging into me, I threw my head back, biting my lower lip as I bucked against him, moaning his name as my orgasm rocked me. He began to thrust inside of me with more urgency.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he demanded.
He wrapped his hands around both of my thighs, gripping me tightly as his need drove him deeper and harder and faster until he lost himself inside of me for the first time.
“You’re exquisite,” he said with his eyes locked onto me.
In that look, I did not see my mentor, the high lord who had so diligently worked my mind and body these last several weeks. Instead, I saw a man softening with something other than pure desire.
18
Jay
“Iwent off campus with the boys while you were gone,” Alarie announced the next morning.
She sat at a smaller round table in the breakfast nook, picking at her fruit. We hadn’t had much time for talking when I’d visited her in her room the night before.
A spike of unchecked jealousy rose in me.There it is, I thought, my original concern about getting involved with Alarie. Luke was one of my senior counselors and a damn good one. He was younger, and despite his father relegating him to the High Court as little more than the social face of House Bellamy, I knew that Luke’s father had misjudged him. I’d seen through Luke’s jovial facade and found pure unadulterated ambition. The way the other lords and ladies enjoyed Luke’s company and failed to see past his smiles and jokes made him a prized asset for House Vitruvian. And it wasn’t just Luke’s skills at gathering information that I valued. Luke had earned his position within my House by showing that he could provide sound advice and could operate without needing his hand held. But I wouldn’t allow Alarie to fall under Luke’s spell the way I’d seen so many others do.
As much as I wanted to, I’d already ruled out any attempt to imprint on her, at least for the moment. And although I may designate Alarie as my consort at some point, making my claim on her known, it was much too soon to consider something like that. Even with my arrangement with the lady, she would likely bristle at the idea, and I would have to make some kind of concession to smooth over our continued arrangement.
But Luke had given me his word that he would not pursue Alarie. And ultimately, I would just have to rely on my tried-and-true methods of marking my territory. I’d made it clear at the Summer Ball that she was mine and mine alone, and I would reinforce that lesson as many times as I needed to.
“Anything new?” I inquired nonchalantly.
Leaning against the bar across from the round table Alarie sat at, I did not look up from the papers in my hands.
“Yes. It’s about Don Davante,” Alarie replied, sounding unsure of where to start.
Sensing that she had something important to tell me, I set the papers down in my hands and walked over to her. Standing over her, I felt the softness I had developed with her harden as my obligations as Contra took over.
“Tell me everything, Alarie,” I ordered.
“He’s a friend of mine from back home, Jay. Promise me you won’t do anything to hurt him?” she entreated.
She knew I liked the sound of my name coming out of her mouth, and she tried to use that against me.
“Alarie, I won’t make a promise I can’t keep,” I responded sternly.
Alarie stared up at me, arms crossed over her chest, resolute in her silence.
