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"Good."
It was only a few steps, but every one made him rub against her, so she was on the cusp of another orgasm by the time he set her gently on her bed.
"Would you like me to stand watch on the roof while you sleep?" Wystan asked, for all the world like he wasn't buried balls deep inside her, exactly where she wanted him. Now, and every other night. She didn't want a cold stone sentinel on the roof.
"No," she breathed, lifting her hips in an effort to get him to finish what he'd started. She was so close. "I want...I want...you. In my bed, like this, all night. Every night."
"Are you sure?" he asked, slowly pulling almost out of her, before easing deep inside in the most tortuously glacial thrust only a man made of stone could possibly manage.
"Yes. Please, Wystan." She almost didn't recognise her own voice, breathy and begging. "More, please!"
And, being the monster he was, or maybe because he wasn't, he gave her exactly what she asked for. Over and over and over again.
