“I’m glad, milady.” The maid smiled, then curtsied. “I left soap and a wash cloth for you right here,” she said, indicating the small table next to the tub. “Will you be requiring anythingelse?”
“No. You’ve given me everything Ineed.”
The maid withdrew from the room, leaving Tariel to enjoy the blissfully silent space. The only sound came from the crackle of flames in the hearth, and after taking a few moments to wash her body, she allowed the noise to lull her into a much needednap.
The sound of the door creaking open woke her a little while later, though by the temperature of the water, which was lukewarm, she gathered it hadn’t been very long. Blinking, she sat up in the tub to see Calrain, Yarim, and Riann file into the room, dressed in hooded bathing robes, their hair damp and shiny from thebathtub.
Yarim smiled as he caught Tariel’s gaze first. “Enjoying your bath?” he asked. He lowered his hood, which Tariel had imagined he’d used to hide his features, and then slipped out of the robe, revealing his nakedform.
“Yes,” Tariel said. Her skin warmed as Yarim took a step toward her, and she eyed his compact, muscular build. She so loved the way the light played against his dark skin, and she reached out, trailing her fingertips across his muscledabdomen.
“Let me help you clean up,” Yarim suggested. He picked up the bar of soap from the side table and dipped it into the water before working it into a lather in hishands.
“I’ll help too,” Calrain offered with a cheeky smile. He and Riann gathered around the bathtub as well, and Yarim tossed the soap tothem.
Tariel was tempted to tell them that she had already cleaned up, but she recognized the game they were playing, and she decided she was up for a bit of fun. The three of them had never made love to her together, and her skin tingled with excitement as she stood up in thetub.
“Beautiful,” Yarim murmured, his hot, violet gaze skimming over her curves. He cupped her breasts in his sudsy hands and began to knead them, using his thumbs to massage her nipples in that way that always drove her crazy. Another set of hands was gliding up the backs of her legs, and someone else was trailing kisses down herspine.
“Mmm,” she moaned as the hand that had been stroking the back of her left thigh slipped between her legs. She turned her head just in time for Calrain’s mouth to meet hers, and she opened her mouth eagerly, stroking his tongue while he cupped her mound. Two long, slender fingers slid inside her, and her legs instinctively opened wider as pleasure speared throughher.
“Let’s get you rinsed off,” Riann said, his deep, sensual voice sending shivers of anticipation through her. She felt lukewarm water cascading down her body, washing the suds away, and then she was being lifted up, wrapped in a towel, and carried to thebed.
Her three men gathered around her as she sprawled in the center of the bed, naked and virile and eager to please. “You first,” she said to Yarim, opening her legs. As he settled between her thighs, she reached for Calrain’s cock, and began to stroke him at the same time that Yarim slid intoher.
The two men moaned in unison, and Tariel arched her hips, taking in even more of Yarim. Riann shifted closer, nudging the tip of his shaft against her lips, and Tariel opened her mouth to take him into her. She felt wanton, wicked, as she writhed beneath Yarim, meeting him thrust for thrust while she pleasured Riann with her mouth and Calrain with her hand. And yet she did not feel an ounce of the guilt that would have plagued a normal Fjordlandgirl.
And why should she? She was not a normal Fjordland girl—she was a Maroyan mage, and she drew strength from these bold, brave, beautiful men who called her their own. Looking up into Yarim’s eyes, she felt a climax coming on and locked her legs around his waist, driving his next thrust even deeper. A wave of pleasure rushed through her, followed by a surge of energy as her magicstrengthened.
Her grip involuntarily tightened around Calrain’s shaft as she came, and his loud groan echoed in her ears. Sitting up, she released Riann’s cock from her mouth and watched in fascination as Calrain’s hot, creamy seed spilled into herhand.
“Sorry.” His cheeks colored, and Tariel grinned, finding his embarrassment utterly adorable. He pressed a towel into her hand and mopped up themess.
Yarim laughed, and Riann shook his head. “After all we’ve been through,thisis what you’re embarrassed about?” Riannteased.
“You don’t have anything to apologize for,” Tariel assured Calrain. She pulled him down for a kiss as Yarim began to move inside her again, and reached for Riann with her free hand. After all, they had barely begun, and Tariel was a strong believer in finishing what shestarted…
