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I love her like this. She gets so flushed and bright-eyed when she feels strongly about something. I want to kiss her until she can’t breathe.

“He deserves it,” I agree. “And I want to help you destroy him. But I can’t let you go to his bed and suffer at his hands. I can’t let him put his cock inside you—” I grit my teeth so hard that pain shoots through my jaw.

She tilts her head, appraising me. “You want to spare me from harm.”

“Yes.”

“And you… you want me. For yourself.”

“I think I’ve made that clear.” I force the words through my clenched teeth.

She gives me that huge smile of hers again, the one that rips the breath right out of my lungs.

Fuck, I’m weak for this woman. I don’t know what has happened to me… I’ve never fallen like this, never felt like this. I need to pull myself together before I melt into a fucking puddle at her feet.

“Well,” she says brightly, “you can have me.”

Just like that.

I stand there, stunned, my mind gone entirely blank.

Her eyes narrow. “You do know what to do, don’t you? How things work, how they fit together…”

There’s a sparkle of mischief in her gaze, and it brings me out of my stupor. “Yes, I understand how it works,” I say dryly. “But first, I want to you to know that I’m going to get you out of this tryst with the King. I have an idea—it would be good practice for me, and you would get to bake again. But to make it happen, I need to go find someone. So taking you properly will have to wait… much as I hate the idea of waiting.”

She nods glumly. “I understand.”

But her lower lip pushes out in a plump, sweet pout. I don’t think she’s doing it consciously—she’s reaching for the loungewear on her bed. As she moves, the scent of her arousal floods my nostrils, a tempting cloud of floral notes and rich pheromones.

I dart in, catching her wrist, spinning her around, and lowering her back onto the bed. I catch the waist of her panties and drag them down her legs, pitching them aside. I’m a predator crazed with need, salivating for a taste of sweet flesh. When I shove her thighs apart, her gorgeous pussy is shining, thick and smooth, creamy skin and a delicate, wet pink slit.

“Rupert,” she gasps. “What are you—”

“That’s not my name,” I reply, and then I bury my face in her pussy.

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I grab a pillow and pin it to my face with both arms.

Rupert stops licking me long enough to say, “Don’t suffocate yourself.”

“Mmff,” I answer, opening my legs wider. He takes the hint, and with an eager laugh, he starts lapping my clit again. Then he opens his mouth wide, seals it over my pussy, and begins licking into my center, his tongue dipping deeper with every stroke. He sucks on me—the thick labia, each bit of sensitive skin in between, and my wildly stimulated clit, until I’m fighting not to scream. I can’t say any words beyond “please” and “fuck,” and they both sound the same, muffled by the pillow.

No one has ever eaten me out before. I didn’t know it could feel like this—so incredible and yet so frustrating. I’m dazed with pleasurable sensations, and yet I’m going mad because I can’t reach the peak. I can’t come. I’m straining, focusing hard, working toward the climax, but I can’t seem to get there.

Frustrated and breathless, I toss aside the pillow. “I can’t,” I gasp. “I need to come, and I can’t.”

“You’re ready, then.” He smiles up at me from between my legs, his blue eyes glowing brighter.

“Ready?” I hiss. “Yes, I’m fucking ready. I need this, and if you can’t finish it, I will.”

“Patience, sweetheart.” He mutters something in Elvish—I only know a few words of the language so I don’t understand it at all. It sounds like a rhyme, with a lilting rhythm like the spell he spoke in the room full of straw.

“Poetry?” I groan. “Why are you spouting Elvish poetry when I’m—oh—oh goddess—ahh!” I bite down on the pillow as his tongue touches my clit.

His tongue is vibrating.

That gentle buzz against my clit sends me soaring immediately. I’m flying into space, through time—I’m screaming into my mouthful of pillow, writhing in an agony of bliss while he murmurs, “Come for me, that’s it. Good girl, beautiful girl.”

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