smiled and kissed him softly, her swollen lips feeling the soft caress through her entire body.
“Ah, but it will be so very much fun to try.” He moved to the edge of the table and stood, cupping her butt to keep her on him.
She didn’t know how he managed to walk up all those steps with her impaled on him, but she did know that she could only stand it for seven floors before an orgasm ripped through her. This was something she didn’t know about herself, but now, she thought of it as lucky number seven.
Chapter Eight
The bedroom was palatial, and their bags were open with the clothing hanging in the closet.
“So, what possessed you to go without panties today?” Derix was slowly undoing her dress and kissing each bit of skin as it was uncovered. If it looked particularly tasty, he licked it.
Juno shivered and waited for him to finish teasing her. The bed was calling with a nearly audible summons. She trusted him enough to surrender her independence in bed, and she wanted to make sure she didn’t lose her nerve.
“Well, the skirt doesn’t really call for one. It is heavy enough to hold its position in a stiff breeze. Plus, I haven’t worn panties since that first night when you played for me... just in case.”
She shivered as he parted the dress and slowly eased it from her shoulders.
“The gesture is definitely appreciated.” He feathered kisses down her spine to her coccyx. The slight touch on her tailbone caused a riot of eagerness to ripple through her.
He whispered against her lower back. “Your skin is so amazingly sensitive.”
“It is new. The healers fixed it.”
She could feel him pause.
“You didn’t mention that.”
“It wasn’t something I wanted Apollo to hear. He would have charged out to find the man who did it.”
“It wasn’t Falkir?”
“No. He would loan me out to his companions for their favours. He did not care what they did to me. One liked to whip the skin.”
“Damn, Juno. You didn’t mention it.” He pressed his forehead to her lower back.
“No. I didn’t want a manhunt to take place. The fey will surface eventually, and if I have time to write their names and descriptions down, I will. For now, that is one place that is too raw. I promise to get to it soon, but I can’t deal with it yet.”
He tugged her dress away from her, and it pooled at her feet. She turned to him and knelt, face to face with him. “When I am ready, I will provide the names and give the images to the council. I just can’t do it now. I don’t want to lose myself in hate before I have something else to hold onto.”
She stared into his lovely eyes. “I have chosen to hold onto you if you don’t mind.”
He stroked her cheek. “When you decide to tell the council the rest of it, I will be there. I won’t like what I hear, but I will be there to be something you can hold onto.”
Juno smiled. “I didn’t want to pull you into this if you weren’t willing, but everything I have learned about you so far tells me that you are.”
He cradled her face in his hands and kissed her softly. “It has always been you, since the day I met you. My future focused on you.”
She smiled and blinked the tears out of her eyes. “Then, Derix, you are wearing far too many clothes.”
He smiled and peeled his shirt, shoes and pants off in a matter of seconds. If he was wearing underwear, she didn’t see it. What she did focus on was the muscled columns of his legs, the thick stalk of his penis and the cobblestone abs that filled her vision.
She rose up on her knees and licked at the head of his cock with delicate precision. Juno could still taste traces of herself on him, and she smiled when his flavour overwhelmed the residual markings. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, and he groaned. She pulled back on him and then continued the suction as she moved forward, and he groaned again.
She pulled away and looked up at him. “Should I continue, or do you want to
“Ah, but it will be so very much fun to try.” He moved to the edge of the table and stood, cupping her butt to keep her on him.
She didn’t know how he managed to walk up all those steps with her impaled on him, but she did know that she could only stand it for seven floors before an orgasm ripped through her. This was something she didn’t know about herself, but now, she thought of it as lucky number seven.
Chapter Eight
The bedroom was palatial, and their bags were open with the clothing hanging in the closet.
“So, what possessed you to go without panties today?” Derix was slowly undoing her dress and kissing each bit of skin as it was uncovered. If it looked particularly tasty, he licked it.
Juno shivered and waited for him to finish teasing her. The bed was calling with a nearly audible summons. She trusted him enough to surrender her independence in bed, and she wanted to make sure she didn’t lose her nerve.
“Well, the skirt doesn’t really call for one. It is heavy enough to hold its position in a stiff breeze. Plus, I haven’t worn panties since that first night when you played for me... just in case.”
She shivered as he parted the dress and slowly eased it from her shoulders.
“The gesture is definitely appreciated.” He feathered kisses down her spine to her coccyx. The slight touch on her tailbone caused a riot of eagerness to ripple through her.
He whispered against her lower back. “Your skin is so amazingly sensitive.”
“It is new. The healers fixed it.”
She could feel him pause.
“You didn’t mention that.”
“It wasn’t something I wanted Apollo to hear. He would have charged out to find the man who did it.”
“It wasn’t Falkir?”
“No. He would loan me out to his companions for their favours. He did not care what they did to me. One liked to whip the skin.”
“Damn, Juno. You didn’t mention it.” He pressed his forehead to her lower back.
“No. I didn’t want a manhunt to take place. The fey will surface eventually, and if I have time to write their names and descriptions down, I will. For now, that is one place that is too raw. I promise to get to it soon, but I can’t deal with it yet.”
He tugged her dress away from her, and it pooled at her feet. She turned to him and knelt, face to face with him. “When I am ready, I will provide the names and give the images to the council. I just can’t do it now. I don’t want to lose myself in hate before I have something else to hold onto.”
She stared into his lovely eyes. “I have chosen to hold onto you if you don’t mind.”
He stroked her cheek. “When you decide to tell the council the rest of it, I will be there. I won’t like what I hear, but I will be there to be something you can hold onto.”
Juno smiled. “I didn’t want to pull you into this if you weren’t willing, but everything I have learned about you so far tells me that you are.”
He cradled her face in his hands and kissed her softly. “It has always been you, since the day I met you. My future focused on you.”
She smiled and blinked the tears out of her eyes. “Then, Derix, you are wearing far too many clothes.”
He smiled and peeled his shirt, shoes and pants off in a matter of seconds. If he was wearing underwear, she didn’t see it. What she did focus on was the muscled columns of his legs, the thick stalk of his penis and the cobblestone abs that filled her vision.
She rose up on her knees and licked at the head of his cock with delicate precision. Juno could still taste traces of herself on him, and she smiled when his flavour overwhelmed the residual markings. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, and he groaned. She pulled back on him and then continued the suction as she moved forward, and he groaned again.
She pulled away and looked up at him. “Should I continue, or do you want to
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