“It felt good.” She kisses me.
I deepen the kiss while unlacing her blouse, undoing her breastband, and freeing her breasts, her nipples hardening against my touch.
My hands then roam her back, tracing the delicate curve of her waist, feeling the softness of her skin, as her gentle moans make me hard.
I break the kiss, then turn her around, pushing her face against the bed. She bends her knees, her back arching. Slowly, I lower her trousers and underwear, getting even harder at the lovely sight of her core already glistening with desire.
My hands caress her firm, round ass, feeling the softness of her skin, tracing her perfect curves, then spreading her evenmore open. She’s so wet, so mine. I grab her hips, and, in one swift stroke, thrust into her with a force that makes her gasp. She clutches the quilt with her delicate hands, as a soft moan tears from her throat, giving me permission to continue, and thrust again. And again.
Just like in the cave, I slam into her with abandon, as she rewards me with the most delicious moans.
Past and present mingle. It’s our first meeting, and it’s this moment, when all the dangers hanging over us fade away.
LIDIANE
Azur is showing everyone their rooms, and I don’t think he noticed the nasty look I’m giving him. Perhaps my expression can never get really nasty when I look at him.
Finally, he leads me to the last room, with a large four-poster bed, a painting of the ocean on the wall, and two large windows. There’s also a writing desk and a corner with a pitcher of water, a basin, an empty bathtub, and even a partition that might hide a bucket. A master bedroom.
He closes the door and pulls me in for a kiss. Kissing Azur is like floating on a cloud, drinking sunshine, and then sliding on a rainbow all at once. I still can’t believe I love him so much.
And yet I push him away. “I have a few questions for you.”
He still has his arms around me and kisses my cheek. “Ask anything.”
“What exactly did your family do for a living?”
His arms slacken, and he stiffens. “You’re a princess now. I mean, you’ve always been. Does it change how you see me?”
“No, but I saw you opening the door. You need a king’s blood to do that. This is Clare Beach, the land of the Nether Court, and I can’t help but wonder.”
“My family had access to his house, and so do I.”
“Yes, and it was well kept through all these years?”
He blinks. “Yes.”
I step away from him and sit on the bed. “Why do you have to hide things from me?”
“Ask what you need to ask.”
Fine, if he wants me to be direct, so be it. “Are you the prince of the Nether Court?” My pulse quickens as I wait for his answer.
He sits beside me. “No.”
A weight is lifted from me, and I sigh, but only partly. “But you’re related to them?”
His chest moves up and down slowly. “Yes. Is that a problem?”
“As far as I know, they’re enemies of the Crystal Court.”
He looks away for a brief second, as if thinking, then sets his eyes on me. “I have nothing against Marlak. I mean, he’s an asshole, and was an asshole to his brother, but I don’t want to kill him or anything.”
I glare at Azur. “Is your memory all right? You wanted to kill him just the other day.”
He shrinks his shoulders, not like a shrug, more as if he’s uncomfortable. “I thought he had removed my horns. I saw him. But he doesn’t remember it, and I don’t think he’s lying. So… I don’t know. And he’s your friend. I’d never hurt your friends, Lidiane. That’s a promise.”
I can’t imagine what it must be like to have part of you cut like that, so I give him some grace. If he thought Marlak was responsible for that, I suppose I can understand his anger.
