Page 62 of Stoking the Flames


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“So do I. I had a dog when I was little. Her name was Bob.”

“You had a female dog named Bob?”

“She had a bobtail.” He grinned.

“Poor thing. A bobtail and a terrible name.”

“Hey!” He shoved my shoulder. “Don't talk about my Bob like that.”

I chuckled as I fell onto my side. “I like this.”

Keltyr laid down beside me, though he had to prop his head on his arm because of his horns. “I do too. We should spend more days like this.”

“It's certainly an improvement from this morning.”

“Oh, shit!” He sat up. “I completely forgot to ask you about the Emperor. What did he say?”

I sat up too. “He wants Xae, Rath, and me to train together with our new magic.”

“You haven't been?” Kel lifted his brows.

“No. He also said he's still working on a counterspell to break the Corrupter's hold on the dead. He's going to bring it to us as soon as they finish.”

Kel sighed. “Good. Hopefully that will be soon. Cutting down the dead was not something I want to do again.”

“Me either.” I flopped onto the bed again, this time on my back, and stared at the blue canopy above. “Although, now that I think about it, burning bodies is preferable to reburying them.”

Kel laid down beside me in the same manner and took my hand. “Let's not talk about that anymore.”

“No, let's not,” I agreed. Then I rolled over and straddled him.

“Mmm, I like this better.” Kel's hands went to my hips. “You look good up there.”

“How about down here?” I bent my head and kissed him.

Kel's arms wrapped around me as he opened to my kiss, luring my tongue into his mouth before lashing it back home. Lips softly moving against each other, we parried, back and forth, as our bodies hardened and groans rose in our chests. When I finally sat up, I was breathing brokenly. I glanced down at the bulges in our pants, then, with a wicked look at Kel, I leaned forward and ground us together.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned. “You're gonna make me come in my pants again.”

“At least you're somewhere you can get cleaned up.” I grinned and kept pumping.

Kel's hands went to my ass and squeezed. “I wasn't complaining.” He pulled me forward, adding his strength to my endeavors. “Make me come again, Ember.”

I lowered my body and squeezed my legs around Kel's, giving us even more of that sweet friction. I wanted to reach between us and free our cocks so we could rub them together skin-to-skin, but that felt like going too far. It was bad enough that I was grinding against him, trying to get us off like a couple of kids. If we got naked, it would be over the line. So I kissed him instead.

We rolled, our legs twining together, our hands clinging, and Kel's tail sliding everywhere. Lust billowed between us, consuming me until I couldn't think about anything but Keltyr. His soft lips. His hard cock. That damn tail. It slipped up, under my tunic, then down the back of my pants.

When it penetrated me, I broke away from our kiss to cry out, “Fuck!”

As my body locked up and a stain spread on the front of my pants, Kel rolled us once more, going onto his back. He gripped my ass tighter, fucked me his tail, and rubbed his thick cock against mine. I shuddered and went into spasm, the orgasm blinding me for a second. When I came to, I was on my back, with Keltyr locked in passion above me, his face in a gorgeous mask of desire, the muscles in his neck standing out, and his hips tight against mine. I felt the warmth of his release against my satiated dick, and then he fell forward.

Catching himself on his forearms, Keltyr panted, “You fucking undo me.” Then he flopped onto his back again, tucking me into the curve of his side.

I snuggled in against him and rubbed circles over his chest. We were both still clothed, and yet, I felt as close to him as I did with Xae or Rath after we made love. My body was in that warm, limp state, all happy and relaxed. I could have stayed there with him for the rest of the night.

I just might.

“I think I'll be ready for more soon,” I whispered.