Page 64 of Nightmare's Dance

“Of course. One, you did what you needed to, to rescue me. Very grateful, by the way.” I winked at her. “Two, you are practically married to him. I’m the one who overstepped. Yes, I realize it’s your choice, but you also didn’t have all the information I did. I don’t know how I would have told you, but I probably should have.”

My spark took a deep breath. “What do you think I should do?”

She shifted her legs, rubbing the soft fuzz growing where she normally waxed, adding an interesting texture to the motion. I shivered, digging my fingers into her ass. She was leaking all over me and the perfume of her desire just made me harder.

“I think we should make love while we have the chance,” I said, voice husky with lust. “Then maybe we should ask Nic what his thoughts are.”

“Then get on the bed, Knight.”

“Yes, your highness,” I murmured and did as instructed.

“On your back,” she ordered. “You have a little apologizing to do.”

The wicked grin curling her perfect lips and the amused light in her eye gave me an idea of what she wanted.

I set her on the edge of the bed, then crawled all the way on and lay down. Ember walked on her knees until she was next to me. Then she stood and straddled me.

“Better make it a good one,” she said as she slid down into a split, right over my face.

“Anything for you, Spark.” I grabbed her hips and flicked my tongue across her soaked lips.

Her urgent moan of pleasure spurred me on, and I put my tongue to work, years of practice guiding me as I worked to bring the woman I loved as much pleasure as I could. I wished we had all night, but I also knew I was lucky enough to have even a short time together.

Ember trembled, and I tightened my grip on her as her muscles tightened. Her breathing quickened.

“Just like that,” she whispered. I could imagine her eyes closed and her head thrown back in ecstasy, mouth slightly parted as she breathed my name, as her body shattered while I sucked her clit.

She shuddered, gasping, and her juices flooded out of her, coating my face.

I wouldn’t get the smell out of my beard for days, and that was okay with me.

Ember curled out of her splits and lay next to me. It wasn’t the most practical position for her to sit on my face, but she enjoyed the challenge of holding the pose while coming all over my face. I certainly wasn’t going to complain.

“Ready?” I asked.

“Yes, my love.” She twisted onto her back.

I positioned myself above her, pushing one of her legs back against her chest, taking advantage of her flexibility and practically folding her in half. She loved how deep I could go like this.

Caging myself inside my Spark was no trouble. She was so wet, so slick, so full of desire for me. I plunged as deeply inside her as I could, her inner walls tightening around me. She whimpered in reaction.

Normally, she would have been crying out as loudly as she liked, but I suspected she kept it down because of Nic and Robby in the other room. Part of me wanted her to scream with pleasure, but the other part of me knew I was pushing Nic pretty far as it was.

Her quiet cries of pleasure as I thrust into her and the expression of love in her eyes as she met my eyes nearly undid me before I was ready. I wanted her to come on my cock though, and I wasn’t going to finish until she did.

I pressed my hand down on her lower stomach and rubbed her clit with thumb.

“Geraint!” she cried urgently, trembling as she met my thrusts with her own.

“Just tell me when, Spark.”

“Now, oh please, now!”

One final flick of my thumb, a quick thrust and she sailed over the edge, inner walls clamping down on me and pulling me along with her.

I released the leg I’d had trapped against her chest, and rolled us to our sides so we could cuddle.

We didn’t speak, just held each other until our bodies calmed down enough that I could slide out of her without it being too much stimulation.

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