Page 14 of Surviving Enchantment: Part two
The room was warm and dark, and she reached for Solor, and his eyes opened and glowed, “Hello, moonlight flower.”
She smiled and reached for him, and he reached back.The part of her nature that she had never allowed loose crept out.Her hands touched him, learned him, and found every small scar and imperfection on his body.She stroked his erection slowly, and he groaned as she circled him and moved her hand on him carefully.
He groaned softly and moved her under him, taking her hand from him and kissing her knuckles before he did the same thing to her that she had done to him, with his fingers carefully learning her slippery folds and her hips rolling with a slow beat against his hand.Solor pressed his forehead to hers, and she tilted her head to kiss him.He pressed into her, and she moved to meet him.
They slipped and slid together, mouths meeting and bodies surging.He stroked her clit, and she shuddered and moaned softly.Soft pulses of pleasure moved through her, and she gave them back to him.He groaned and pressed deep, spilling into her.
They both panted, staring into each other’s eyes.She smiled.“Hi.”
He grinned.“Hi.”
She felt someone watching them and saw Demuel leaning up on his elbow.“Hi.”
She giggled.“Thanks for being patient.”
He grinned.“I am very patient.”
Solor smiled and slid off her.“Until he isn’t.”He moved behind her and pulled her against him, his hand on Bump.
Demuel rolled to his back and stretched.“That is true.It’s another reason we can’t be on the same XIA team.We are fine until we get competitive.”
“I am not a battleground.Ping pong table, maybe.”
Solor moved his hand gently against her.“Interesting image.”
She chuckled and felt the fish-like fluttering happening under his hand.
Demuel leaned in toward her and kissed the tip of her nose.“So, if all goes well, do you think you want another one of those?”
“A hern or Bump?Bump is definitely easier to manage.”She smiled.
“Is your baby really in danger?”
“Yeah.My blood is pretty powerful, so right now, me and Bump are ingredients in a lot of dark mage work and certain witch rituals.”She chuckled.“Though what just happened will muddy things a bit.Mixing Solor’s and your energy with mine will help to make me less attractive on the open market.”
Demuel reached out and stroked her breasts with the back of his knuckles.“Why is that?”
“Because you are contaminating my energy.I am very happy about that.”
Demuel cupped her cheek.“Are you up for a little more contamination?”
“What time is it?”
Solor chuckled.“Two.”
Nylora smiled.“I have the day off.Do you have time?”
Demuel reached out and pulled her away from her warm resting spot.“I will make time.”
A wave of dark fire moved over her and shifted from her head to her toes.Demuel said, “I do enjoy a clean canvas.”
He pulled her under him and began to work on the canvas in question.She met him stroke for stroke.
Underwear and a maxi dress were waiting in the bedroom when Nylora finished her shower.Dia was at work already.She put on some flats and left the room where the bed was already made.Her phone was next to the bed.
The snack tray had been emptied, so she left the room to go look for sustenance, using her nose to help her find the kitchen.
There were people moving around the building.A few gave her shocked looks, but Myor rushed toward her.“Nylora!We made a little buffet for you.Kaitha is an amazing baker.”
