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“No.” She shook her head and slid her hands back down my chest, slipping a finger into the waist of my pants. “No, I’m not.”
“Alright. Let’s see if we can get to fourteen.”
Chapter 34
Karus
“I’m notsure I understand reality anymore,” I spoke softly in the late afternoon light.
When did we arrive in this room and what was life even like outside of it? What kind of torture was his lips leaving mine, his body separated from my skin?
No wonder newly bound companions often made a child within the first few months of their ceremony. We couldn’t keep up with the amount of styris tea we needed and were constantly making more. Both of us were living in a stubborn spree of begging the other to drink it whenever one of us got even a slight inkling of desire, which was constant.
It was ridiculous, really, how many times we’d pleasured each other in less than two days. And I didn’t know where our stamina even came from. Just when I thought we were done, just when I could barely walk through the room, he’d say or do something and I’d be pulled instantly. That chain, that leash, that lifeline was always tethered, always pulled taught with just a look or grin from either of us, and we’d be back at it again.
“Mmm, I’d be happy to help you with understanding reality, Karus.” He continued his journey down my right thigh, kissingme softly every inch of the way with that incredibly talented and wicked mouth of his.
I was slumped in one of the cushioned chairs next to the fire, still catching my breath from what he’d just hosted me through. His hands were still pinning my thighs to the arm rests as he kissed his way up my other leg, starting with the very base where I was most ticklish. I squirmed in delight and wanted more of his touch, his skin, his mouth—I wanted it all and I wanted it forever, not caring a bit about whatever was going on outside of this room.
“You see,” he began, pulling my body to the edge of the chair and tucking his hands under my knees, pushing my legs back even further on the armrests.
I delighted in being so exposed before him. I relished in having no control of how I was positioned or what he was going to do next.
He bent forward, the hard length of him easily slipping inside of me, so slowly and fully that I whimpered. My body begged to move forward, begged for all of him completely, but I was still locked under his hands.
“The reality of our situation, Karus,” he explained as I struggled to comprehend any of what he said, “is that for some reason, our bond has only heightened our desire for each other.”
“Are you just explaining what I’m already fully aware of?” I gave a high-pitch whine as he pulled himself away and then slammed back in.
“I guess I am.”
He tightened his grip on my legs, and, desperate to find my own movement, I pushed my body higher off the chair, my arms lifting me from the cushion. “Alright, keep talking.”
“As I was saying,”—he exhaled swiftly, his mouth shaped like a whistle as he tried to control his thrusts—“I believe the realityis that…possibly for the first time in history, two of the most…powerful magic wielders have bonded.”
I nodded enthusiastically, my lungs working hard to keep me going. “Uh-huh.”
“And my theory is...fuck.”
“What?”
“I don’t remember.”
“Okay,” I laughed, my head falling back as he groaned, his pace quick, my body melting underneath him.
I reached for him, grabbing at his shoulders to lift me up into his arms. His hands left my legs, grabbing my backside and pulling me to him with his mouth on mine, hot and breathless.
I lifted myself off him, turning to push his body into the chair. He fell in a loudwhoosh, grabbing the backs of my thighs to pull me back on.
I settled in and pressed my chest to his face where he gladly stayed, cupping my breasts with one hand and squeezing my hip with the other.
“I think you may be right, Baron Revich.”
He flicked the peak of my breast, his teeth lightly grazing each one. “Uh-huh.”
I pulled myself back, finding the angle I needed and gripped his legs, my nails digging into him. He held my sides so tightly as we both found our ends, our tether pulled so taut, I wouldn’t be surprised if we heard an actual snap.
I crashed into him, my face pressed into his hair, both of us heaving at all the fine work we’d just done.
