Page 132 of Of Storm and Emerald
It was beautiful, but with the voluminous skirts, it was heavy–and hot.
“Is lover boy coming up tonight?” Piper asked as she undid the final lace.
“No, I don’t believe so. His entire family is in the emerald suite in the east wing, so it may be hard for him to sneak away.” A tinge of annoyance seeped into her words.
Piper snickered, then covered her mouth to try and stifle a yawn. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m going to bed. I’m exhausted, and we have alongday tomorrow.”
With a sigh, she nodded, then thanked her friend and walked across the sitting area to the door that led into her chambers.
Pushing it closed behind her, Auraelia let her dress fall to the floor and kicked off her heels. Propping her foot up on the edge of her bed, she gently rolled down her stocking, careful not to let it snag on anything.
When all that was left was her panties, she slipped beneath the covers on her bed, and let her eyes drift closed. But despite her exhaustion, she was wound too tight to sleep.
In the quiet of her room, her thoughts filled with images of Daemon.
Memories of their time together in Kalmeera. Their trip through the city and nights together in her room. Their bodies sliding against each other as he fucked her beneath the waterfall. She envisioned the way he looked whenever their eyes met across the throne room. The way it felt to feel his shadows secretly swirling along her skin.
Her arousal built with every image that filtered into her mind, and she needed relief.
Sliding her hand down her body, she stopped to palm her breasts before traveling further to the apex of her thighs.
She was soaked, and her fingers slipped between the lips of her sex with ease.
She swirled the pads of her fingers around her clit before plunging them into her entrance.
Rolling onto her stomach, she rocked against her hand. Pushing her fingers deeper into her core while her thumb teased her clit.
It wasn’t long before release found her, and some of the tension faded away.
She rolled back onto her back and was about to pull back the covers when she heard a sharp intake of breath and every hair on her arm stood on end.
“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed.”
“Fuck, Daemon!” She reached behind her and tossed a pillow in the direction of his voice.
He caught it with ease and chuckled.
She’d been so caught up in finding her release, that she hadn’t noticed when his magic filled the space.
“I would love to, Princess. But unfortunately, I can’t stay. I’m just here to kiss you goodnight, and I was barely able to sneak away to do that. Thankfully, Yvaine covered for me.” He tried to keep his tone light, but there was sadness there too.
Auraelia slipped from her bed and turned the dial on the sconce that hung on the wall over her side table so that it cast the room in a soft glow.
At the sight of her naked body, his eyes widened, and his throat bobbed as he swallowed. “Fuck, Princess. You’re really making it hard on me here.”
Her gaze trailed over his body.
He’d lost the coat and vest, but the tunic was barely tucked into his pants and the laces at his throat were loose. As her eyes traveled further, a smirk pulled at one corner of her mouth when it landed on the hard ridge in his pants. “I can see that.”
Daemon groaned, then crossed the room and swept her into his arms.
His kiss was all consuming, and his hold on her didn’t yield or wander.
He devoured her, and she melted into him.
When he broke the kiss he rested his brow against hers, their breath mingling in the space between them as they tried to slow their breathing.
“I’m going to go now before I get caught doing something I shouldn’t.”
