“It’s better you do it now, before it’s too late.”
“How ‘bout you be happy you got all your breathing tubesintact?”
“How aboutyourepay me for rescuing you?”
She clicked her tongue.“Accidental rescue, love.Them don’tcount.”
“Thosedon’t count!”
“Ah, right, words.Your favorite.”
Isaac thrashed his legs.Her weight had him pinned down.“Listen—”
“No.”
“Zaria!”
She leaned forward, draping herself over him.“My squirestays tied, and he best be happy to serve his knight.”
“This is more important than you!This is my life’s onlypurpose!”
“And I’m still aiding that purpose, despite your efforts.”
“You’re endangering this purpose!I won’t let you risk myfather’s life!”
“Who said you’re letting anything anymore?”
“You’re going to get us killed!”
“Hold your tongue, sir mage, before it’s relieved from you.”
“No!I will not, you filthy pirate!You furry mongrel!Youstupidcunt!”
Her response was halfway between a snort and a growl.“Fine.You know what?I’ve been too lenient on ya.If you’ll choose not to obey, thenI’ll just start—” She stopped, stiffening.Her eyes widened slightly.Shiftingup at the waist, she looked down at the connecting point between them.Betweenher legs, clear as day, illuminated by magical green fire, Isaac’s pants hadpitched upwards at the groin.He had an erection, and it had poked her in thegroin.
Silence filled the chapel.
Isaac looked dumbly at his own arousal, shocked at himself.Perched above him, Zaria glanced between his lower half and his face,momentarily at a loss for words.
“What in Xotra’s name—”
Isaac scrambled, trying to wriggle away.He grabbed the edgeof the altar, but Zaria sat back down on top of him, her heavy hips pinning hisbody to the floor, crushing his erection against his groin.He kept trying topull himself toward the altar.She pressed her hands to his shoulder.When hewas completely trapped beneath her, she started to laugh.Slowly, with all thepleasure of someone completely in command, her chuckles went from surprise todisbelief all the way to naked amusement.
“What’s this, Isaac?You got a weapon I’m not aware of?”
He tried to push her off, but she grabbed both his wrists inone hand and forced them down over his head.All he could do was kick his legs.
“Does my squirewantsomething of his knight?”
He couldn’t look at her.He turned his head away.Shameburned across his face.When she spoke again, her weight shifted down, and herrough voice was soft in his ear.
“Do you want to fuck me, Isaac?”
He shook his head vigorously.
“No?”she asked.
“It’s—it’s—it’s—” He swallowed, overcome.“It’s a physicalresponse, it’s not like that, it happens, I don’t touch others often, and it’shappened before, it’s—it’s nothing.I can’t control it.It doesn’t mean—”
