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“Lean back,” he ordered, and she pressed her wet back to his chest. She fit snugly against him. He pulled her wet hair to one side, exposing her neck.
He pressed a kiss to the curve. “There’s one bit we missed,” he said.
“Hmm?” Her voice had a relaxed, dreamy tone.
“Open your thighs for me.”
The heavens must have favored him that day because she did. One arm crossed over her chest, cupping a breast, and the other hand dipped below the water. He found her and stroked her folds, paying attention to that sensitive nerve bundle at the top. She gasped, her body arching as she pressed against his chest. He stroked her, first soft and light, then fast and hard, then long and firm.
He rocked his hips, rubbing himself against her. Both cocks were rigid with desire. The friction made him need her more.
Her hand hovered above the water as if unsure what to do with itself, then it splashed down.
Baris kissed the side of her face, murmuring praise. She was sweet under the prickly exterior. She was a delight the way she came for him. He could never have enough of her. His cocks rubbed against them, caught tightly between the curve of her ass and his stomach.
Her entire body tensed, and she cried out loud enough that the entire palace would hear. He quickly finished himself off, capturing her lips in a crushing kiss as he came with blinding pleasure.
Sighing, she relaxed and sagged against him. He wrapped his arms around her, determined to hold her until the water cooled.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” she said.
“I am not going to appreciate the rest of that statement.” He brushed her wet hair to one side, once again exposing the curve of her neck. He kissed her there, lightly scraping his fangs. A shiver went through her body.
“You’re ill,” she said.
“I am better today.”
“Not enough. You’ll exhaust yourself, and recovery will be twice as slow because you were thinking with your double eggplants, and I let you.”
“My what?”
She reached behind, placing a hand on his thigh. “You know. Here. The anaconda and the bonus trouser snake.”
“You mean my cocks,” he said, understanding her meaning but baffled at the nonsensical idioms. “You are unable to convince me that was a poor decision.”
“Mmm,” she hummed, sounding amused. “The king of bad ideas.”
Baris laughed. His entire body ached from the effort, but he had no regrets. That part of his anatomy had indeed done all his thinking. “Come. Let us dry off and return to bed.”
“To rest,” she said, a firm tone in her voice.
“Yes, my delicious tyrant.”
LENORE
Two days passed. They ate and slept. In the brief windows they were awake, they watched that crime drama that inexplicably hooked Lenore. Baris occasionally checked his messages, doing the bare minimum to keep his aide happy.
The one thing they didn’t do was talk about what happened and whatever this was. Simply a fling? Making hay while the sun shone? Or was it a matter of convenience? Their bodies had urges, and they were essentially confined together until Harol, the more experienced medic, gave Baris the all-clear. Totally casual.
Or, the option that frightened her the most: was this serious?
This felt serious. Baris felt serious. She felt the opposite of casual about him, serious even.
She needed to put a stop to it, but it was hard when he rolled to his back, tucked one arm behind his head, and stroked himself with his free hand, giving her a sinful grin. That particular morning had started with slow touches that turned into lingering caresses. He was an absolute master with his tongue, both vocally and, ahem, otherwise. If every morning started with a mind-blowing orgasm, she’d have no complaints.
Lenore moved to her knees, situating herself to take his cocks in her mouth, first the top and then the bottom. Not both at the same time. She was ambitious, but there was a physical limit to consider. Her mouth simply wasn’t big enough. She licked up the length of him, relishing the feel of the ridges under the tongue and the way he groaned. It was too good. She could feel him twitch like he was barely holding on.
He placed a hand on her head, causing her to still. “Wait. I would have you on me.”
