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Gradually, I work my way down Alek’s shaft, lapping my tongue against him and tightening my lips by increments. Each groan spurs me on.
Casimir strokes my back and offers a murmured suggestion. “Apply extra pressure beneath the head of his cock. Then swirl your tongue right around his shaft.”
I suck and flex my tongue, and Alek outright shudders. As I feel his response, renewed arousal pools between my legs.
“It feels so good,” he rasps, alternately caressing and clutching at my hair. “So good, Ivy. Casimir, you should be making her feel good too. Fill her… Fill her all the way.”
I wonder if that’s one of the arrangements from the Woudish erotic poetry book he’s become so fond of. I can’t complain about the suggestion it’s inspired. When Casimir kneels behind me and squeezes my ass, I push into his touch approvingly.
He’ll get at least as much out of this act as I do.
As I pump my head over Alek’s cock, Casimir guides his shaft between my folds. My first climax wore me out, but part of me clamors for more—to be stretched, to be fully claimed.
“Fuck,” Alek mumbles. “Ivy, I can’t— I’m going to—”
I simply suck him down harder, willing him to let go. Casimir thrusts into me with a burst of pleasure, I moan around Alek’s shaft, and the scholar bucks up to meet me with a breathless grunt.
Then he’s coming, hot salty fluid coursing into my mouth as Casimir pulses into me from behind. The almost desperate sounds of Alek’s release and the courtesan’s practiced strokes send me spiraling faster than I would have thought possible.
I duck my head against Alek’s thigh with a gasp. Alek trails his fingers over my hair, murmuring a stream of tender words, while Casimir plunges into me ever faster.
I clench around his cock, my second release crackling through me hard enough to white out my vision. Casimir’s breath fragments as he grasps my hip.
He slams into me with even more force, setting off fresh sparks behind my eyes, and spills himself inside me.
As the courtesan rocks to a gentle stop, Alek sits up to guide my mouth to his. I kiss him, long and lingering, and then twist around to capture Casimir’s lips in turn.
A warm, mellow sensation has spread through my entire body. I squirm against the sheets. “I just want to curl up here and drift to sleep.”
Casimir pecks my cheek. “You can do that. Would you like us to stay?”
A flicker of panic rattles my pulse at the thought of them leaving after the intimacy we just shared. “Yes. Please.”
He smiles. “I’ll leave Stavros a note, then, so he doesn’t go on a rampage trying to find you. Give me a minute, and I’ll be right back.”
He slips into a robe and heads for the ring of cord we arrived through.
Alek eases me down on the bed and aligns his body with mine. “I wish I never had to be anywhere else.”
The raw honesty of those words hits me right in the heart. “Me too,” I whisper, feeling oddly shy about the words even though I’m only echoing his sentiment.
How could I ever have dreamed I’d find joy like this here in a den of vicious nobles?
The scholar runs his fingers lightly over the scars across my shoulder blades. “You deserve a life where no one’s trying to hurt you. Where you’re surrounded by people who want you to thrive. With all the books in every language, all the horses to ride, all the best knives.”
I don’t know how to answer the tenderness in his voice at all. My throat closes up, and then I manage a dry remark. “It might be a while before I get that if the scourge sorcerers have anything to say about it.”
Alek leans in to nuzzle my hair. “I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure you’re free of them soon. I’ve researched all the quarries producing significant amounts of clay across the country—I’m going to start traveling to the closer ones to take a look around.”
My pulse hiccups. “If they notice and suspect why you’re doing it—”
He kisses my temple. “I can come up with a good excuse. A scholarly one. It’ll be a new ‘research project.’”
If anyone could frame the investigation the right way, it’s Alek. His tone is casual as he talks about it. But a knot forms in my stomach at the thought of him venturing out into the unknown, poking around in the places the conspirators might be hiding their most closely guarded secrets.
I have to crack those secrets from within—soon. That’s the only way I can protect Alek and the other men from the dangers they’re taking on too.
If I can’t… I don’t even want to think about the price I might have to pay for having this brief bit of happiness.
