My hair and face looked the same, my crimson irises dull with fatigue.My body had begun to thin.With critical eyes, I perused my upper body.The heavy muscle that I’d exercised daily at the castle had disappeared, leaving me leaner than a true warrior of Tanselm should ever be.
But my legs had gained some muscle due to the amount of walking I did here.Without a horse for transportation, I often walked around town, not wanting to remain cooped up in my relic of a conveyance.
If not for the large interior, which fit my frame, and the fact that my job was too far to reach by foot each day, I would never have bought it.But working at Outpour meant constant exposure to potential brides, and I had to continue my exploration until I found my affai.
The damned, impossible woman who didn’t exist was a blight on my every day, never giving me a moment’s peace.
I left the bathroom and slid between the sheets in my king-size bed.The rustle of satin over me made me uncomfortably aware of how long it had been since I’d last had a woman… and how very attractive I found Samantha.
My cock stirred.The memory of her nipples peaking under my hands and her curvy form locked against me making me hard and throbbing in an instant.Cursing her timing and my exhaustion, I rolled onto my stomach and tried to find rest.But throughout the night, dreams of her tantalized me, to the point where I woke up in a sweat, my body begging for completion.
Imagining Samantha’s hands trailing my body, I reached for my cock and began stroking, all the while visualizing Samantha on her knees before me.My breath grew ragged, and I increased the tempo, growing unbearably aroused at thoughts of her swallowing me, of shooting deep in her mouth.
I varied the fantasy, picturing her bent over to receive my cock, of her riding me with her breasts thrust out, begging for my touch.I felt again the weight of those globes in my hands, the pert nipples standing at attention, spiking in me a powerful lust.
In my mind’s eye, I could see her deep green eyes rich with yearning, her swollen breasts begging to be suckled.The petals of her sex would be plump, her clitoris rosy with need.
Fuck me.
With a sudden groan, I climaxed, spending into my fist while thoughts of Samantha filled me with ecstasy.Stunned at the depth of my need, I couldn’t help wondering about Samantha and the strange fascination I felt for her.It had been ages since I’d felt so aroused by the mere sight of a woman, and even longer since I’d felt the need to take care of my own urges.
After cleaning up, I settled into a precarious state of rest, my body humming with satisfaction while my mind raged with the need to reason out this newest puzzle.
I found it hard to believe a woman of this world could be my affai.Attraction and lust I understood.Hell, I freely admitted to wanting Samantha’s body.But to find an affai here on this plane?A woman to complete my spirit, to join with me in unending life?Despite Arim’s and my mother’s claims to the contrary, I doubted I would find a true mate in a world devoid of real magic.
Because no matter how many mages and witches I’d met, none of them resonated with the spirit of Tanselm.
As my mind tired and I drifted into sleep, I realized I’d see Samantha again tonight.And when I did, I’d set the rules and the stage for seduction, and praise be, get the sexy, tantalizing vixen out of my blood for good.
Chapter4
Samantha
Imoaned and thrashed my head from side to side, needing relief.But Darius wouldn’t let me go.His silky black hair brushed my inner thighs as his tongue danced over my folds and sank deeper, seeking my ripe clit.
Again and again, he took me to peak, only to leave me dangling perilously close to the edge.
“Tell me, affai, how much you want me,” he said thickly, the rumble of his voice stirring me to new heights.
“I want you.I want you.” I reached for his head, running my fingers through his hair as I brought his mouth closer to my sex.“Please.”
I felt him grin before his mouth completely closed over me.With a small shriek, I arched into his touch, completely enthralled by the heady licks and teasing bites that brought me to the verge of climax.
He sucked hard and thrust a thick finger inside me, increasing the friction over my swollen clit.A second finger entered me, stretching me, preparing me, and I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Darius,” I groaned, a hot gush of desire drenching his fingers.“I can’t stop it.Oh yes,yes,” I cried and came, my orgasm explosive as he continued to suckle me.
Then he mounted me, the feel of his thick cock like living heat.Waiting until I stared into his eyes, eyes that shone a fiery, inhuman red, he slowly eased inside…
“Everything okay in there?”a woman’s voice asked from outside the door at the same time the doorknob rattled.
Shaken and confused, it took me a minute to understand what was going on.Thoroughly embarrassed, I cleared my throat and spoke loudly enough to be heard through the door of my hotel room.“Yeah, sorry.Just a bad dream.”
“Right, well, I’ll come back later then.”Footsteps and a squeaky wheel faded into silence before a door down the hall opened and banged shut.
I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedstand.Eleven o’clock.Wiping my sweaty forehead, I threw the heavy comforter off me and swung my legs to the floor.I grimaced when I stood, uncomfortably aware of the moisture between my legs.
I had an erotic dream.Big deal.Except one of the maids had heard me scream.
