She laughed. Orelia peppered his face in kisses between each ‘I love you’ while he squeezed her so tight she could barely breathe.
Their mouths found each other again, tongues dancing in tandem. Orelia climbed up his body, the tub wide enough so she could comfortably straddle him.
His cock brushed against her, fully erect.
“Already set to go again?” she teased.
“I’d say us fae have quite the stamina in general, but it’s you that’s doing this to me.”
Orelia guided him into her, sinking down on him.
Vade sucked in a breath as she buried him inside her to the hilt. Orelia gripped his broad shoulders and began rolling her hips, not caring about the water cascading over the edge of the tub in rhythmic sheets.
“Oh, fuck . . .” Vade muttered, clutching her hips.
Orelia grabbed his hands and covered her breasts with them. She tilted her head back, letting her hair skim the top of the water. She moaned at the feel of him and began moving faster.
“I am never going to get tired of this view,” Vade said in a voice laced with male dominance.
She let heavy jade eyes fall back to his and lifted his hand, eyeing his finger.
Vade seemed to sense her hesitation. “I want you to feel comfortable finding your confidence with me. Anything you want to do or try, I’ll gladly embrace it.”
Orelia took his finger in her mouth, sucking and licking as she resumed the slow roll of her hips.
His cock twitched inside her. “Fucking hells, Orelia.”
The desire in his eyes made her bolder. “Tell me you’re sorry for flirting with the barmaid in Ricaboro.”
“I’m sorry,” he blurted out. Vade’s burning gaze was so focused she thought it might melt her skin clean off. She had the royal executioner’s full attention and was loving every second of it.
Orelia moved his hands back to her hips and slowed her pace. “Tell me you’re sorry for giving the waitress at the card game attention instead of me.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” He went to pull her closer, but she stopped him with a locked arm against his chest.
“Ah, ah, ah. You’re doing what I say now,” she crooned.
The ravenous look on Vade’s face encouraged her to be more assertive than she’d ever been. His dark chuckle sent shivers over her skin despite the hot water. “Yes, my love.”
Those three words made her lift herself off him, then ease him back into her ever so slowly. Vade gripped the sides of the tub, arms straining as he groaned his pleasure.
“How does that feel?” The voice that came out of her was from a much more self-assured woman. Or perhaps she was finally letting herself be who she’d always wanted to be.
Vade’s chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. “Fucking divine. Gods, your pussy feels so good.”
Her heart quickened from his vulgarity, and she leaned forward, taking him deeper. “You’ll never flirt with another woman again, will you?”
He shook his head. “Never again.”
She tilted her head. “And why is that?”
His heavy panting made her grin. “Because I am yours and no one else’s.”
The next words that came out of her mouth took her by surprise. “Good boy.”
Vade stopped breathing. He let the leash he had on himself snap and tackled her, spilling half the water onto the floor. He pinned her against the copper siding and gripped the tub, sliding himself back into her. Water splashed between them as his thrusts turned exquisitely punishing.
“Call me that again,” he begged through ragged breaths.
