“The stream is already working the pump that fills the barrel with water. From there, it’ll go into that pipe that I’ll extend all the way to our house. So you can have baths whenever you like. Once Agor sees it?—”
“Sees what? Me in the tub?” I tugged at the neckline laces of her blouse, untying them.
“Not you, you silly!” She laughed, turning to kiss my cheek, but I caught her chin and placed a kiss on the lips instead.
She tried to talk again after the kiss.
“Once Agor sees the water running into the tub, he will…” She gasped softly as I slipped my hand inside her blouse to cup her tit and play with her nipple. “He…um…” She shifted on the log, pressing her thighs together.
I knew what Agor would do once he saw Khala’s work in action. The High Chief allowed Khala to use our house as a test for her new project. If it worked, she’d have his approval to bring the water to every house in the keep for whoever wished to have it.
She also had some ideas about draining water from the ground close to the keep, to make space for more gardens for us to plant. I had no doubt that she’d find a way for all her projects to work. Khala knew what she was doing, and I trusted her implicitly.
“I’m so lucky to have found a smart woman like you.” I slipped a hand between her legs, but her dress was in the way.
“Men don’t usually like smart women…” She said breathlessly, helping me hike up her skirts.
“Those are weak men,” I dismissed. “No one will ever call me weak.” I dropped down to my knees and spun her around to face me. “Let me see it, sweetheart.”
She fingered the hem of her blue, wool dress, hesitating. “Everyone has left for lunch, but they’ll return in less than an hour.”
I didn’t care even if the whole keep was here right now. Let them watch how well I could pleasure my bride. But Khala was shy about sex and intimacy, as humans tended to be.
“An hour is more than enough time for me to make you come quite a few times,” I assured her. “Let me see your sweet little pussy, my love.”
Her cheeks flushed with the loveliest shade of pink as she lifted her skirts for me.
“These need to go too.” I slipped her long, frilly underpants down her legs.
The weather was getting chillier as the autumn progressed later into the year. But I’d make her hot and sweating soon enough.
A shiver ran down her body as I spread her knees apart. Her arousal already glistened on the pink delicate flesh between the tight dark curls of her pussy.
“Gorgeous.” I licked my lips and ran my thumb through the slick that coated her lower lips. “I shall put a jewel stone right here,” I flicked the neat little hood of skin over her pleasure bud. “Not a diamond, though. You already have lots of those from the trunks that Agor and Becca retrieved from the duke’s wagons.”
Leaning back on her outstretched arms, she only breathed heavily in response as I let my fingers play inside her. Her eyelids hooded her eyes. She bit her lip, moving her hips slightly in rhythm with my fingers, already lost to the sensations I made her feel.
“It should be a bright gemstone, like a sapphire to match my cock ring. Or a tiger eye. Yesss,” I hummed, lowering my head to drag my tongue along her folds. “Right here.” I took her clit between my lips and gave it a gentle suck.
Her thighs trembled, and her heavy breaths turned to moans. I reached up to palm her tits through her clothes, making her squirm on the log she was sitting on.
“Yes, a sparkling tiger eye rock,” I murmured between my kisses and nibbles of her swollen clit. “It’ll keep an eye on your sweet little pussy for me whenever I can’t see it with my own eyes.”
She exhaled a laugh, rocking her hips against my mouth. “You talk so much while you fuck me… I have no idea why, but I…I love it.”
“You make me feel so much, sweetheart. I can’t hold it all inside. I have to keep talking or burst into pieces from all these feelings.” I pumped a finger in and out of her while rubbing her sweet spot with my thumb. “Let me see these too.” I shoved the ends of her blouse open to expose her tits for my viewing pleasure.
She leaned forward, taking my entire finger in, and I caught one of her nipples into my mouth. A growl rolled through my throat from the pure bliss of feeling and tasting her like this, with all my senses.
My cock was hard like one of the metal pipes she used for her contraptions. But I ignored it, pumping and rubbing harder, eager to hear her scream in pleasure. She wouldn’t have it, though.
“Grat…” She gripped my wrist. “I want you inside me.”
As much as my dearest princess loved my hand and my tongue, she enjoyed coming on my cock the most. And who was I to deny her?
I untied my laces and shoved my pants down. “Take it sweetheart. It’s all yours.”
She hooked her legs around my middle, sliding closer. The touch of her slender fingers around my girth rocked through me with a hot swell of desire.
