Page 80 of Oaths & Vengeance
“Why hasn’t anyone seen you until now?” he asked.
I told him the same story as the prince, but his expression was skeptical as I finished. “Thank you for your concern, but I am fine.”
“Are you certain?”
I could have sworn his voice held genuine concern, but surely he couldn’t feel that for me. “Yes. I’m alive and well.”
The look in his gaze turned intense. “The dance is about to end. Wait half an hour, then when the entertainers appear, make an excuse to refresh yourself. I’ll find you.”
“It’s too dangerous,” I hissed.
He gave me a smug smile. “Not to worry, your uncle and cousins will be quite distracted so that you can slip away.”
Chapter 35
Darrow
Istood in a small sitting room, waiting for Aella to pass by from her trip to the privy. The anticipation was almost more than I could bear. For the last half hour, I’d had to watch her dance and converse with others. Some of them had looked upon her with lust in their eyes, which made me seriously contemplate crushing their skulls. Of course, the king would have undoubtedly frowned upon such a course of action.
Being unable to claim my wife in front of the High Fae Court had taken supreme self-control. She was far too lovely in that blue dress, especially every time it opened to reveal her luscious bare leg and hip. While dancing with her, I’d known it would only take one slip of the hand to touch the warm center between her thighs, and it had driven me mad. At least, until she accused me of purposely keeping her away from Therress so her uncle couldn’t attack my land. I’d thought I’d gained enough trust from her by now that she wouldn’t come to such a terrible conclusion.
Finally, I heard the softclickof her slippers against the tile. Peeking out, I confirmed it was her. I grabbed her a moment later and pulled her inside, relieved to finally have her all to myself.
“This has to be quick,” she whispered.
I locked the door and set a privacy spell before turning to her. “The king and prince have arranged for special entertainers who will distract your uncle and cousins. I am told they include beautiful males and females who are nude and quite flexible when they dance together.”
It was a pity we were missing it, but I had something else in mind for my wife.
“They didn’t arrange that for us, did they?” she asked, eyes wide.
“No.” I guided her farther into the room. “But they did coordinate the timing with me and instructed the dancers to focus their efforts closest to your family members.”
I stopped us next to a lounge seat, sat, and pulled Aella onto my lap. When she squirmed, I adjusted my hold until she settled. I would reciprocate what she’d done for me at our last meeting.
“Darrow, we can’t…”
“I told you before to call me Dare,” I interrupted, pulling her face close to mine.
Panic tightened her features. “Fine, but we can’t do this here.”
“I don’t think you understand how much I want you right now. Watching you in that dress as you danced with other men after me nearly drove me wild, especially knowing we still haven’t consummated our marriage,” I said. My need to stake my claim on her had never been higher, and I would make certain Aella left here fully satisfied by my touch, and my touch alone.
“This is not the place for that,” she argued, though her voice was weak, and she'd begun to relax in my hold.
“Perhaps.” I traced her bottom lip with my thumb. “But there are other things we can do for now, dear wife.”
Before she could protest again, I kissed her. She only hesitated a moment before succumbing to the press of my lips. Our tongues melded together. At first, I did nothing more than seduce her with my mouth until she was completely pliant in my arms.
Then I found that lovely slit in her dress and traced my hand up her calf, along her knee, and onward along her hip. The soft noises she made told me she enjoyed it. When I moved toward the space between her legs, she opened them without hesitation. A feeling of triumph swept over me as I finally took my chance to touch her there for the first time.
I found her drenched. Pressing my fingers to her clit, I began lightly playing with the soft nub. Her moans intensified, and her thighs parted more, giving me greater access. I slid my finger downward until I reached her entrance, and then I teased the area all around it, taunting her. It was nothing she hadn’t done to me the other night.
“Dare, please,” she begged.
Enjoying her squirming, I didn’t immediately give her what she wanted. Instead, I continued circling her with my fingers while pressing kisses along her neck. She clutched at my shoulders. Only when she began whimpering incoherently did I give her what she wanted. First, I inserted one finger and then two, gliding them in and out. She worked her hips with me, eyes closed as her head fell back, and her riot of blond hair cascaded over my arm where I held her. While I could bring her to climax this way, it wasn’t my plan.
Using my powers, I resettled her across the lounge while continuing to work her with my fingers. Her eyes opened, green gems full of lust. I opened her dress further so I could get my first full look at what lay between my wife’s legs. Something I’d fantasized about many nights.
