Page 70 of Clash of Queens


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Bayn grunted a laugh, but looked away from me, lifting me off his cock and setting me down. I couldn’t stand, wobbling on my feet and finding part of the cave wall to uncomfortably lean against. I reached down and cupped my sex, groaning softly at both the ache and the extreme loss.

“Did I… hurt you?” Bayn asked as he turned away, heading deeper into the cave. He punched stone again, sending massive chunks flying.

“Best… pain… ever,” I managed to say. “No regrets.”

He looked back, confused, brow furrowed. Then he seemed to finally see me and he blinked. His cock, which had been slowly lowering, shrinking — even if it was still huge — twitched and rose again.

I gave a pathetic little sound. “I may need to wait a second before another round.”

He gave a forced little laugh.

“But you…? I… Did you…?” He shook his head.

I too was a bit lost for words.

His remaining wounds closed, he finished healing himself. Maybe that meant he was ready to talk.

And all it had taken was sex, which we’d both not anticipated but perhaps we’d needed, to work some things out?

We’d see.

But first, I needed pants, my old ones were shredded.

I could send Koar running to get some, so I wouldn’t have to walk through campus like this, but first…

…I’d have to explain it to Koar.

BAYN

I tried notto listen to the distant, heated argument Izzy had with the dragon, but I still caught snippets. Oddly, he didn’t seem upset that we’d had sex. He’d been more concerned for her safety and physical condition, and once she’d assured him she was fine, he grumbled about it, but left, going to get clothes for both of us.

Not just her… both of us.

I didn’t know why she was being kind to me. She could have left me here, mostly naked. My clothes hadn’t been in great condition after my tantrum, throwing myself against these stone walls, my shirt mostly gone. Now my pants were entirely gone after I’d torn them off.

Bloody Bones!

Why hadn’t Izzy stopped me from doing that? Because… she’d wanted it too? She’d liked it… a lot, it seemed. But I couldn’t quite wrap my head around that. I’d been rough, with no foreplay other than a bite to her neck, which had apparently gotten her all worked up. Yet, she’d seemed to revel in it.

That seemed pretty messed up, but I wasn’t one to talkon that front. Perhaps we werebothmessed up? That made far too much sense. It might also explain why her binding on me was so hard to remove. The more complex the bindings, the harder they were to break. And given what the two of us had just done, I had a feeling our relationship — if you could call it that — was tangled and knotty as fuck.

Knotty.

Naughty.

I grinned.

Then I wiped that smile away. No. I couldn’t let myself fall for this woman, even if we might someday be married. As soon as I gave her my heart, she’d stomp on it and laugh at my weakness. It’s what women did. It’s what Osserime had done.

Yet despite my wariness, Izzy burned in my veins. She’d been a curiosity before, but now, after having her, after seeing how much she’d liked it… I needed more of her. It didn’t help that only a titan or an elf could have survived what I’d done with Izzy, but there were few titan women I’d ever let touch me, and certainly no elves.

Izzy was perfect. Not truly an elf, not a titan, but stronger than both. And for some reason, she wanted to be with me. She’d come looking for me, wanting to undo the binding, wanting to talk. I’d been the one to throw that out the window and fight instead. I’d seen how hard she’d tried to remain calm and be nice to me before I’d pissed her off, then we’d…

“Koar will be back in a bit. We have time to talk… if you’re up for it,” she said from behind me. I turned. She stood there, casually, even though she only wore a shirt, nothing more. And my lack of pants meant she could clearly see my cock respond to seeing her like that.

I looked away, otherwise we’d end up not talking.

She sighed. “Or… maybe we wait for pants to arrive before we talk?”