Page 114 of Warlord’s Empire

Radik hit the wall switch, throwing the room into shadows. “She’s too young.”

“She’s the same age as I am, but by all means, if you want to compare the age gap between Nuani and Ayaan with our age gap, let’s do it. Hmm… now is it one or two decades between us? I keep forgetting?”

“Alright, enough.” Radik forcibly rolled her over on the bed and smacked her butt while she wriggled and laughed. “What’s your point? Is my sister really in love with Nuani? Am I going to have to put up with her moving to Marifiya to be with him?”

Saskia moved so Radik could slide into bed with her. They’d been sleeping in the same bed since coming back from Prague. Radik’s nightmares had lessened and he hadn’t had a PTSD episode in months.

“She might want to move here, but it’s not Nuani she’s in love with,” Saskia said. “Besides I think Nikka would stab anyone trying to cozy up to Nuani.”

Radik pulled the blankets over both of them. “Then why are we talking about this?” He reached for the lamp.

“Because Shola is in love with Ayaan, and I’m pretty sure Ayaan is in love with Shola, which is why I insisted on them working together. Enough dancing around the elephant in the room. They need to spend time with each other, see if all that chemistry they have can go anywhere.”

Radik’s hand froze in midair as he processed what Saskia said. “In love?”

“Yeah,” Saskia giggled. “Scary right? The two most powerful women here combining forces. Things could go catastrophically sideways.”

He turned the lamp off and gathered her against him, cradling her head in the crook of his arm. “You sound happy about it.”

“Yeah, I love watching the love lives of others. It’s like watching a serial romance on TV. You should have seen my sister and Havel when they were flirting around each other. Houses burned, people died, it was great.”

She felt Radik’s lips on the top of her head. “You are as bloodthirsty as the rest of your family.”

“Maybe a little.”

He rolled her beneath him, pressing her into the mattress and settling himself between her thighs. “You like to flirt with danger as much as any of us.”

“Is that what I’m doing?” she purred, wrapping her legs around his waist.

He dragged her nightshirt up, pressing his cock against the wet crotch of her panties. “In no uncertain terms, that is what you are doing.” He crushed any response she might have had in a heated kiss. His tongue dipped eagerly into her mouth, exploring the depths with an insatiable need.

She moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck like a vine as he touched his thick fingers to her panty-clad pussy. When she widened her thighs, he pushed the panties aside and touched where she desperately desired him to touch.

After months of uninhibited exploration, he knew exactly where and how to touch her, and oh boy, did he use that knowledge! She flung her head back as he stripped her panties off her, then plunged a finger inside her.

“Oh my god!” she gasped, rocking against him, riding his finger.

“Come for me, my angel.” He leaned over her, flicking his tongue against her engorged clitoris.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she keened, lifting her hips to his face, her body clamping down on his finger as he took her to paradise.

“Now,” he commanded, and she came with a garbled scream.

He climbed over her, caging her in his massive arms as she came down from the high of her orgasm. When he surged into her, another orgasm took her. Every muscle in her body went rigid as she milked his cock, holding him inside her, forcing him to come alongside her.

“Fuck!” he snarled as his hips surged against hers, pumping his seed into her heated channel.

After, they lay sprawled across the bed, sweat soaked and satiated.

“Didn’t mean to come so fast,” Radik growled, his hand splayed possessively on Saskia’s belly, his fingers encompassing her. “You undo me every time.”

Saskia grinned her satisfaction. “What you’re saying is I have a magic pussy, right?”

He chuckled. “Yes, that’s what I’m saying.”

“Or is it just an excuse for premature ejaculation? Maybe we should get you looked at. After all, age is a factor in men’s sexual performance–”

He surged up in the bed, yanking her with him until she was on all fours. She barely had time to register what was happening before he was inside her again, this time from behind.