Page 44 of Temple of Magic and Bone

"So a lesson is in order. Good," he said with a soft laugh and hurried to follow her.

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Elektra knew it was probably dangerous to stir up Vanth too much, and she still couldn't help herself. He was sweet and silly right up until magic or sex got involved, and then something else came out to play.

She was in awe of how he had used his power in the tunnels. There was a subtlety that spoke of experience and control of his power few could ever attain.

She wanted to climb into his clothes just thinking about it. She didn't think it was her mating cycle that was forcing her to have this reaction to him. She was attracted to competence, and she was hard to impress. She didn't know if she should be terrified instead of horny, but she wasn't afraid.

"You better be in my bathroom by the time I get there," Vanth called in the darkness behind her. The seeing spell he had put on her was still active, so she had no problem making her way through the house.

She kicked off her boots and squealed as he suddenly grabbed her by the hips and hustled her through the door of his bedroom and into his ensuite.

They didn't need to bother with lights; Elektra could see him perfectly as she turned in his arms and kissed him. He tasted like magic and blood and something that was uniquely him that she couldn't get enough of. She dragged his shirt up over his head so she could skim her fingers down the smooth grooves of his chest and touched the necklace that matched her own.

"If I unzip this suit of yours, are any blades going to jump out at me?" he asked, tugging on the zipper tab at her throat.

"You will just have to find out. You're not scared, are you?" she teased, her breath stuttering when his warm fingertips brushed against her skin.

"No, but you should be," he replied, teeth against her throat. He unzipped the front of her suit and stripped her out of it until she was naked before him, except for the pendant around her neck. Vanth stared at her for several long moments, making her squirm under his gaze.

"If you don't start touching me, I'm going to explode," she complained. "You don't want to trigger a frenzy now, do you?"

Vanth's head tilted curiously. "What would that entail?"

"From the stories I have heard, I would lose my mind unless you fuck me to exhaustion.Literally, go crazy," she stressed because his grin was widening.

Vanth trailed his fingers down her throat, sending tingles down her whole body. He stepped closer so he could whisper in her ear. "Is that what you need me to do, Elektra? Fuck you until you're exhausted?"

"Yes," she whispered. The scent of his arousal was washing over her like a spicy musk that made her mouth water.

"I'll take care of you, don't worry," he said, his fingers moving over the curve of her belly. Her pussy clenched in anticipation, and then he let her go. "But first, you promised to wash my hair."

Vanth slid open the glass door of his large shower and turned on the taps. Elektra was still too dazed and frustrated to move.

Vanth undid his belt. "I should warn you; I'm not built like the other boys."

"All boys say that." Elektra's quip died as he dropped his jeans, and she saw the two bars through his dick. "Oh."

"Don't worry. You see this tattoo?" Vanth pointed out the circle of sigils around his base. "It ensures no pregnancy or STDs. I got a med-mage to put it on me when I was old enough to know what my dick was really for."

"Did it hurt?" she asked, eyes wide. The sigil blended into the tattoo of serpents, skulls, and roses that decorate his V up to his navel.

"I wouldn't know. I had drunk so much vodka I couldn't feel a damn thing," he replied.

Elektra couldn't look away. Her mouth was watering, and she wanted to lick and explore the beautiful artwork.

"Princess, if you keep looking at me like that, I'm not ever going to get my hair washed." Vanth unraveled his braid so that the dark silk fell in kinks to his chest.

Gods, he was beautiful. He took her hand and pulled her gently into the mist with him. Vanth sat down on a marble seat under the spray and passed her a shampoo bottle. Elektra wanted to climb into his lap and get him inside of her. He raised a brow at her, and her pussy clenched at the dominance in such a small gesture.

"I'm waiting, princess," he said.

It had been a long time since Elektra had allowed anyone to use that tone on her. She found herself squeezing the shampoo into her hand and stepping in between his legs to get closer to him. She didn't know why her heart was suddenly racing as she slowly worked the mixture into his dark hair.

Vanth's hands slid over her wet skin. She was hyper-aware that her breasts were practically in his face. She didn't stop gently lathering, adding more because his hair was so thick.When she started to massage him, he did the same, his hand slipping to her pussy to tease her. Elektra's massaging stuttered as she tried not to get lost in the feel of him. Vanth stopped playing with her. She let out a soft sound of protest.

"Stay on task, or I'll stop," he warned her.

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