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Chapter Nine

Zawri wasn’t sure whathad woken her, but the scent of mandenwood hardened her nipples. She inhaled deeply, unsure if she’d just been dreaming of him.

“Tok?” she whispered.

“Here.”

She rolled on her side, straining to see him in the room’s corner. She sat up, a slim strap falling from her shoulder.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Looking at the treasure I’d most like to steal.”

She smiled and held out a hand. “Come to bed.”

After a moment, he strode over and sat down on the bed’s edge. With gentle traction, he pulled away the cover, exposing her bare legs. He pulled her ankle, causing her to fall back on the bed and the shift to ride up. He pulled her leg open and then slapped her pussy.

She sucked in a breath. “What was that for?”

“Your bad girl ways,” he said, sliding her panties down to her knees. “Spread your legs.”

“Why?” she whispered, her heart pounding, even as her flower clenched.

“So I can slap your pussy again.”

She slid her hand over his, rubbing his fingers. “Slap it with another part of you.”

He stood, pulling off his clothes, then he crawled over her. He lowered his head, and she kissed him.

“I missed you,” she whispered.

He slid down the bed, pushing her legs apart. His mouth parted the soft petals of her sex and licked inside her.

Her back bowed as she moaned.

“You kept it shaved.”

“Yes. In case you arrived unexpectedly. So you’d find it the way you like it.”

He sucked on one of her lower lips. She drew in a ragged breath.

“It is what I like. The best of all my favorite things.”

He devoured her until she threw her head back and came with abandon. He crawled up her body, licking her belly and then her nipples before kissing her mouth.

She clung to him, hugging him close.

“Listen, I haven’t drunk anything to block my seed. I can turn you over and fuck your pretty ass. Or we can take a chance?” he said, cupping her pussy in his hand.

“I can drink a brew. I got some in case.”

“It won’t work fast enough for tonight.”

“I know,” she said, starting to roll over.

He put a hand on her hip, stilling her. “Or I could pour some seed into you without it.”

She looked up into his dark eyes. His thumb stroked her hip. Finally, she nodded. He pulled her thighs up and entered her slowly, his lids drifting down as he exhaled a moan. He slid her arms over her head and pinned them to the bed.