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“Please, my Lady,” Krynn murmured. “We took these markings when you disappeared nearly half a century ago.”
“Krynn’s right,” Seldarin said. “We swore to never stop looking for you and to be loyal to you if you should ever be found. They are a visible sign of our devotion and allegiance to you—the Lost Princess.”
“And, once you come of age, the rightful Queen of the Midnight Court,” Krynn added.
I shook my head.
“Look, first of all, I came of age about thirty years ago—give or take a few years. And secondly, I don’t want to be the Queen of anything.”
“You don’t have a choice,” Seldarin growled. “As a Princess of Lolth’s blood, you have a duty to the Court and the whole Dark Fae Realm. You must rule us. The Dark Fae have to be ruled by a Royal or we’ll descend into fucking chaos!”
“But I’m not Royal!” I protested. “Just look at me—I’m a middle aged mom—not a fairy princess!”
“At the moment, your outer appearance does not reflect your inner self,” Krynn told me. “But my Lady, we burn for you.” He looked at me earnestly, his glowing green eyes suddenly half-lidded. “Would you truly deny us your touch?” he murmured.
“Oh, um…”I felt my cheeks getting hot with a blush. The way he was looking at me…well, let’s just say that no man had given me a look like that in a long, long time. “I, er, I don’t…don’t know what you want me to do,” I stammered.
“Just touch our markings…soothe them with your fingers. Your power will ease the burning we feel,” Krynn told me. He ran his fingertips over the golden tattoos on the sides of his throat and winced in apparent pain.
“Just fucking touch us, Princess,” Seldarin growled and I noticed that his bronze eyes were also half-lidded. “Let us feel your hands on us.”
“Well…I guess I can. But I don’t see how it’s going to help,” I told him.
Leaning forward a little, I reached for Krynn first. He leaned obligingly forward and I ran my fingertips over the sides of his throat, noting as I did so that the golden lines of the spider web tattoos were indeed hot to the touch.
As I stroked the Markings, I felt a strange tingle—almost like a current of sensual electricity flowing between us. It made my nipples go suddenly hard and the place between my legs began to get hot and wet.
Part of me wanted to jerk away—what the hell was going on? But another part was intrigued. What was this reaction touching Krynn was causing in me? I had certainly never felt like this with Christopher—not even when we first got together and were madly in love.
In fact, sex with my ex had never been anything to write home about. It was okay at best, and downright boring at worst. But by the time I figured that out, I had already been devoted to his kids and too happy to leave him. Also, sex in general had never done much of anything for me. Not that I’d had many partners before Christopher, but none of them were any good.
I had always assumed that maybe I had just been with the wrong men—or maybe something was wrong with me. I never got aroused when a man touched me so I thought maybe I was partly asexual.
But now, sitting here on the edge of the tub and stroking the sides of Krynn’s throat, I could feel myself aching inside—needing as I never had before. And from the look on the Dark Fae’s face, he felt the same thing I was.
“Enough, my Lady,” he said at last, his voice going hoarse. “Lest I shame myself. By Lolth, your touch is intoxicating.”
“Oh, er…” I pulled my hands away hastily, feeling like I’d been caught doing something sexual and maybe slightly illegal. “Do you feel better now?” I asked, trying to regain my composure.
“Much better—your Royal touch is soothing and maddening at once,” Krynn purred, his glowing green eyes filled with an emotion that almost looked like lust. But it couldn’t be, I told myself. Nobody as gorgeous as the Dark Fae would be looking at me, a middle-aged mom, with lust…right?
“My fucking turn,” Seldarin growled. He leaned towards me eagerly. “Stroke my Markings too, Princess. I want to feel your hands on me.”
I did as he asked, leaning forward to run my fingertips over the sides of his strong throat. Again, I felt that same warm, sensual tingle, humming between myself and the big Fae. I had touched him earlier, when I was washing his wound, but this felt different. Maybe because it was intentional or maybe because I was touching the Markings he and Krynn claimed they had taken just for me. But for whatever reason, I could feel myself getting even hotter and wetter and my nipples were so tight they ached.
“Fuck!” Seldarin said, his voice dropping to a growl of pure lust. “You’re better stop now, Princess—you’re going to make me fucking come!”
“What?” I pulled back my fingertips and was half relieved-half disappointed when the tingling flow of erotic energy between us cut off abruptly.
“It’s her, all right.” Seldarin was still looking at me, but speaking to Krynn. His voice was still hoarse with lust. “Never felt anything like that before.”
“There can be no doubt that she is the Princess,” Krynn agreed. “It is said that a Queen descended of Lolth can drive every male in the Midnight Court mad with her touch.”
“And she hasn’t even taken her true form yet!” Seldarin said, still eyeing me in that hot way that made me squirm on the hard edge of the marble tub.
“Or begun to reach her full power,” Krynn remarked. “Truly, she will be a formidable Queen.”
At that moment, my stomach decided to make a loud, angry growling sound.
