I smacked my lips, and squinted up at him. “Do we have any water?”
He reached across his body, grabbed something from the side of the pool and handed it to me before falling back against the lip of the pool and closing his eyes again.
It was a frosted glass of ice water, complete with bendy straw.
I drained half of it before the brain freeze kicked in and breathed a sigh of relief. “It was blessed by an eskimo medicine man from Alaska,” I muttered under my breath, holding the glass up for better appreciation.
Rathal huffed a short laugh. “What?”
I handed him back the glass with a shrug. “Nothing. Just being weird.”
“Your recovery time should be studied,” Rathal muttered.
I giggled, resting back against him and pet his chest. “I take it you’re too tired for round two?”
A disbelieving rumble vibrated his chest against my ear. “Callie, I’m too tired for roundnine. Take a long look around you. It’s halfway through a rotation of Light.”
I bit my lip to keep from laughing at his sassy, irritated tone.
Okay, so I’d been a bit of a demanding freak. Sue me. After I’d fainted the first time, I’d woken back up in half a second ready for more and Rathal had obliged. He’d obliged several more times with eager enthusiasm, but I think that very last session had been him hanging onto the edge by his fingertips. He hadn’t phoned it in though, squeezing out of my exhausted body two more mind altering orgasms before he’d tapped out, declared himself defeated, and rolled off me. I’d fallen asleep after that and woke up here. We were inside the temple we’d passed through to get to the big maze, and he was right—the Lighting was in full swing.
“Fair enough,” I said, grinning down at the water.
Rathal’s growl vibrated the water around us just before he shot upright.
“Fair enough she says,” he griped, carrying me over to a wide lounge and tossing me onto the pile of pillows. I struggled to push the pillows out of the way, laughing when he straddled my hips and started tickling me.
“Fair enough! After I just gave the performance of my life! The audacity! The cheek!”
I screeched with laughter, wriggling under him. “Stop! Stop! Okay, Okay! I give! You're a god! Best sex of my life!”
His wicked fingers attacked my neck and I tried to pin my chin to my chest to escape but it was no use.
“You’re godsdamned right I am! You drained me completely dry, Wife! There was nothing left to give! I was firing empty! Round two, indeed!”
I was laughing so hard that only donkey-like noises were coming out of me.
A sharp thud broke up Rathal’s cruel assault and both of us paused to look over in the direction it had come from.
There, silhouetted in the archway, his big ass blue sword stabbed into the stone floor was a wide eyed, gape-mouthed Aga.
I sat up with a shocked gasp, pushing Rathal off of me. He rolled to his side, propping himself up on his elbow with one of his legs bent at the knee which put his impressive erection on full display.
“Oh, a visitor. Hello. However can we help you?” Rathal quipped, his arrogance firmly back into place.
Aga pointed an accusing finger at me, his mouth opening and closing. “You—you!”
I scrunched up my nose and winced, looking over my shoulder at Rathal. “Do you think he’s mad at me?”
Rathal looked at the still stuttering Aga in the archway and then back at me. “I’d say he’s pretty upset. I wasn’t aware that green scales could turn that dark. Did you? You should probably call the medic. It seems his blood pressure has reached the boiling point.”
Just then a klaxon alarm went off, the artificial sunlight dimming to near dark and orange lights flashed over the station.
Security breach. Please stay in your homes. Security breach.
Rathal looked up and clicked his tongue. “A little late, don’t you think?”
He cocked his head, his eyes closing for a moment before the alarm cut off and the lights came back on.
