“Plug your ears,” I growled then yelled for Mi, who materialized on the bed next to us. She stretched and yawned and blinked her amber eyes at me in question.
“Lexi, dear it’s good to see you looking… alive again,” she informed me. “You just caused quite a stir. The Court is in an uproar and I am a little busy at the moment, so what do you want?”
“Have you been spending time with Marcus since he got here?” I asked softly and she blinked at me and wrapped her tail around her feet.
“Someone had to undo the damage that was done him. Your Father and I felt responsible so we’ve been taking turns.”
“Taking turns?”
“Yes helping him…fill in his gaps.” She replied
I glanced up at Marcus, who grinned then leaned down and kissed the tip of my nose. “Oh.”
“I declare,” he whispered and smiled slyly while I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut.
“There now, I think I’ll leave the two of you alone. You should hurry. The others are searching for you. It seems some of them are annoyed with Kit’s choice, and Ve is angry with both the Grey and the Bronze and simply refused to assist in finding you,” she stated, glancing up at Marcus with her kitty cat smile. She winked at me and I had to stop her as she started to fade out.
“Wait! Can I take him home with me or… what about Valentine?” I demanded and she shrugged and glanced at Marcus.
“That’s up to him, dear.” Then she was gone and Marcus was nibbling playfully at my neck, which caused me a bad moment.
“I’d prefer this to be under different circumstances,” he told me calmly. “But seeing as how this will likely be one of the few times we’ll ever have alone together, I’m willing to make the most of it… if you will just give me the chance,” he added. What could I say to that? It was clear I needed him and he had declared, so this really wasn’t going to be an option.
Marcus sighed with relief when I nodded, and then dropped his forehead to mine and admitted, “That is good, because performing in front of a group would have been embarrassing, seeing as how I’ve never done this before.” I sucked air and swallowed wrong, and coughed so hard I nearly choked myself to death. When I could breathe again he added, “Don’t worry, I do understand the mechanics.” I just moaned and threw my arm over my eyes and shuddered. Then he laughed and I wondered how it could be that I, who was younger than he, felt like an old letch for having him in me.
“This won’t be a problem,” he whispered, “I’ve been practicing.” And my eyes popped open as I slowly removed my arm from my face to look at him in surprise.
“With whom have you been practicing?” I nearly growled up at him, and the look on my face seemed to please him because he chuckled and reached to pull his shirt over his head, while I waited impatiently. His neck looked like it had healed properly and there were no scars visible upon him which would have made me very happy if I wasn’t still waiting for an answer.
His fingers worked to free the rest of the snaps and I was soon lying naked beneath him except for my boots, which he decided he liked so we left them on. His fingers stroked my breasts gently and when he lowered his lips to me my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. He kicked off his shoes and I moaned and raised my hips as he moved and shifted about on me so he might get his pants all the way off. When he was done he went back to nuzzling my breasts and smiled shyly down at me. “I’d like to pleasure you with my mouth,” he informed me and I felt all kinds of clenching and tightening going on in my lower regions at his simple comment. “I’d like to try it on my own, but I may need your assistance.” And after informing me of his plans he gently eased himself out of me and slowly kissed and nibbled his way down my body, taking his own sweet time and nearly causing me to pant in anticipation.
When he was finally seated between my thighs he glanced up at me in wonder. “You are so beautiful,” he breathed. I pulled air into my lungs and glanced down my body at him. He had seen me once in my nightgown, and I wondered if I was what he had expected. “I know you are different than the others that came through the Everlasting. Different than… Belinda,” he said and his pale brown eyes seemed pleased. “I just didn’t realize how lovely you would be.” He leaned forward and kissed the juncture where my leg and hip met. “I’ve dreamed of this since the first night I met you. Did you know that when you left the room I nearly cried? And then I felt your pleasure, and knew I wanted to be the one to do that for you. Then that night you brought me to your room, you looked so lost sitting on your bed playing your flute. It nearly broke my heart, and all I wanted was to touch you, to hold you. You were so lovely; I nearly died when you sent me back to them. And in the meadow, you were naked when you sprang at me and I felt your body pressed to mine for the first time. But it happened so fast and I didn’t get the chance to… really see you.” His lashes lowered and he squeezed his eyes shut tightly. “I remember the feel of your teeth and lips on my throat, and I remember thinking… I could die happy with you in my arms, even though I had failed you.”
His words left me speechless while inside me it felt as if someone was clenching a hand about my heart. “Marcus…” I breathed. “I am so sorry,” I told him and he opened his eyes and stared back at me.
“I’m not,” he replied then his tongue flicked out and brushed over my most sensitive parts. I reared up off the bed at the touch. My eyes widened and my breath caught in my throat while he watched me closely and did it again. “Tell me what you like, Your Majesty, and I will gladly do it,” he whispered to me softly. I stared back at him and felt my insides melt. “Please,” he urged while I hesitated for a moment before running my hands down my body and helping him to spread myself so I might guide him to the spot I liked best. He was a good student and soon had me writhing and moaning upon the bed. And when he mastered that, he slid a finger into me, working me until I was nearly screaming and begging him to take me.
His actions drove me wild. When he slid up the bed I reached for him and I’m not certain how it happened, but I wished him larger. He murmured at the feel of my fingers tightening around him as I guided him into me, and wrapped my legs about his thighs so that he could bury himself to his hilt.
“You are so tight and wet,” he told me, his voice sounding surprised. I ran my fingers over his shoulders and kissed his chest and neck. He moaned and I squeezed him to me, then let my boots drop to the bed and helped him find a rhythm that was pleasing to us both. “I did not know it could feel like this,” he breathed raggedly. “The heat is… incredible.”
I reached to cup his cheeks and pulled his mouth to mine. “Give me your tongue,” I whispered and he slid it out between his teeth. I smiled and pulled him down to me, gently sucking it into my mouth while he pressed his hips into me. Soon his tongue was duplicating the rhythm down below and I urged him on with the low sounds of pleasure I made for him. “Marcus, drop your shield,” I whispered against his ear and he pulled back to look down at me. His eyes were wild, fire engine red and whirling frantically. His face was tight and his cheeks flushed. His shield slipped away and the pent up pleasure and urgency hidden behind his shield slammed into me, so that I gasped and arched against him, my body tightening. He cried out hoarsely when I dropped my shield and shared with him the pleasure he was giving to me. I felt his mind shudder while his body shoved me back to the bed. His face looked frantic as he forced himself into me, riding me hard while I savored the feel of him. His motions became frantic and I watched in awe as he stiffened, his back bowed and felt him explode deep inside.
Chapter 13
Marcus shuddered and all but collapsed upon my body while I reached for him and held him close. My hands stroked his strong back and I murmured nonsense against his cheek. After several minutes his breathing calmed and he pushed up onto his elbows, staring down at me from eyes that had gone normal, but were filled with moisture. His lips brushed my cheek then brow. “Thank you,” he whispered while I smiled and held him tightly. In that moment I felt protective
of him and I was glad his first time had been pleasurable for him. I remembered back to my own and realized I was thankful that Belinda had not taken advantage of him, and perhaps warped him for life.
He sighed and wrapped his arms around me, then rolled us both over so that he was still within me and I lay across his body, his legs between mine. His fingers brushed back my hair and then ran down my cheek and over the tip of my ear. “It is because she was waiting,” he replied softly.
“For what?” I asked, brushing my cheek across his chest and snuggling my hands at the side of his ribs.
“Dragons do not reach sexual maturity until they are older. She had every intention of breaking me in. She told me so on many occasions, usually while she forced me to watch her activities with others,” he informed me, his voice having gone quiet and emotionless. “I would not have enjoyed it,” he told me as his hands worried at my back under my hair. “Not even a little, not like this, here with you.”
I raised my face and glanced at him. He looked calm but there was a touch of distress in his pale brown eyes. “We do not need to discuss it, if it is going to upset you Marcus. I am happy just to… enjoy this moment,” I told him and felt him jerk inside me, my eyes widening as he gave me a lopsided grin. He had not yet gone soft and was in fact as big as he’d been earlier, perhaps even bigger. Then my eyes widened even more as I remembered what I had done to him before we’d started. Ooops.
Marcus raised an eyebrow at me and chuckled. “Mi told me of your ability,” he informed me. “I didn’t think you would… grace me, but I am not going to argue the results.” And his hands reached for my hips and he raised himself up against me, his fingers pressing me down so that I closed my eyes and simply allowed the pleasure of the feel of him to flood my body.
“Mmmm, feels good,” I told him and he chuckled again and urged me up so I was seated on his lap. His fingers ran down the front of my body.
“You are so perfect,” he breathed and I chewed my lip and rested upon him. “Your skin is beautiful and the color of your eyes…” he whispered and took a deep breath. “I sound like an idiot, don’t I?” he asked with a wry grimace. “I’m sure you hear this all the time.” Then he lowered his eyes while I placed my hands on his chest and leaned forward slightly.
“I would be an idiot to say yes, to either question,” I teased him and he lifted his eyes to mine and flushed. “Marcus… this is all pretty new to me, too. I was a virgin until just a few weeks ago myself. So please,” I told him with a grin, “feel free to say whatever you like. I can’t think I’d ever grow tired of hearing your thoughts on this subject. Especially if you really mean what you say.”
“In that case...” he replied and pushed himself up onto his elbows, “I love your breasts.” And his lips closed over a nipple while my eyes slid to half-mast and I felt a wave of pleasure flood my body. When his teeth nipped me gently, I sucked in air and pressed myself against him. He raised a hand and cupped me, then kneaded and sucked my nipple until I was breathing heavy. My hips moved of their own accord and he made a pleased sound while kissing his way to my other breast. His hands slid to my waist and he lay back upon the bed, holding me loosely as his eyes narrowed. “I like this,” he whispered. “I like how your eyes glow and the way you feel when you take my entire length into your body.”
His words urged me on and I leaned forward and placed my hands on his chest, then lifted myself nearly off him before slowly sliding back down again. And then I moved on him, my body increasing the tempo until I was breathing hard and his eyes shifted to Dragon and began whirling beneath me. “Come here,” he urged me, reaching to pluck me off his lap so he might lift me up his body until I was straddling his face. “I want to taste you again,” he breathed as his tongue worked its magic and I clung to the headboard. When I came and listed sideways onto the bed, he slipped out from under me and wrapped his arms around me from behind. His fingers slid between my legs and into me, causing me to moan and push back against him. He lifted my hips and positioned himself to pull me onto him while I hugged a pillow and forced myself not to writhe at the feel. He came down on his hands over me and his body stroked me deeply until I cried out from the feel of it, and he growled softly at my frantic noises.
“I can’t decide what I enjoy more… tasting you or being in you,” he breathed against my cheek and I mewled and pressed myself back against him. “Hmmm, I want another taste,” he purred, then pulled out and urged me off my knees and onto my back as he settled himself between my thighs. He took a few moments to remove my boots, and then lowered his mouth to me. I was soon moving for him as he brought me several times. My fingers dug into the bedding and my eyes were squeezed tightly shut. All I could feel was the pleasure he gave as his tongue and fingers worked me.
“Marcus, please,” I begged softly, my breath coming in pants.
“Oh yes,” he hummed and moved up my body while I lifted my hips to him silently begging him to take me. “Say it again.”
I moaned as he entered me and whispered, “Please, please, please. Oh god Marcus…” and he growled again. His hips slammed against mine over and over while I reached for my red door and cracked it open. My pleasure spilled out over the both of us. Marcus let out a strangled cry and I felt his orgasm in both my mind and body.
“I think I’ve died and gone wherever it is we immortals go to when they aren’t here anymore.” he groaned against my ear when he’d recovered enough to speak. He’d flopped forward onto me, and I’d been too exhausted to do much more than rest my arms and hands on his back. I felt nearly as weak as I had two days ago and simply lay there basking in our considerable afterglow.
“I think you deserve a first time award,” I husked back. He was heavy and cutting off my air but I didn’t really care at the moment. He moaned and pushed himself to the side, then lifted off me, settling me along side of his body. My leg slipped over his thigh and I snuggled against him, resting my head on his shoulder and my arm over his chest.
“What did you do to me?” he breathed while his lips pressed kisses across my forehead. “That was… freaking fantastic.”
“Mmmmm,” I muttered and closed my eyes. “I’m part Lust Demon. That was just the softer side of what you’ve felt before.” I felt him nod and his hand slipped over my waist. With my eyes closed, and cuddled against his body, I felt a lassitude slip through my mind and yawned.
“Feel free to share your softer side with me, anytime,” he whispered and kissed me gently. “Thank you,” I heard him whisper as I fell asleep in his arms.
The door slammed open and both Marcus and I jerked. Me because I’d been sleeping, and Marcus from the unexpectedness of it. I glanced over my shoulder and sighed, then put my head back down on Marcus’ chest while his hands spread under my hair and his body tensed. “What are you doing here, Roa’? I don’t believe you were invited.”
I heard the door shut and lifted my eyes to Marcus, who was staring at Roa’ with narrowed eyes. “Talon is angry that you managed to once again evade him,” Roa’ informed me and I closed my eyes and settled back against Marcus.
“And that concerns us how?” I muttered.
“He sent me to find you and bring you back.”
“Hmmm… and he thinks that’s going to work why?” I asked, then lifted my head and glanced over my shoulder at him. “I was in the middle of something when you barged in here. I suggest you toddle on back to your master and tell him I’ll be back when I feel like it.”
Roa’ growled and his silver eyes narrowed and he looked like he was holding himself stiffly. “You are a most vexing female,” he hissed while I stared at him in disbelief. My head swung back to Marcus, who looked like he wanted to laugh but was forcing himself not to.
“Did he just call me vexing?” I asked and Marcus nodded solemnly.
“He looks serious,” Marcus added.
“He always looks serious,” I informed Marcus. “The only time I’ve ever seen him laugh was when I threatened to make Talon’s
manhood smaller. For some reason he thought that was funny.” Marcus looked shocked at my comment, then his eyes got a sly look in them and he glanced down at himself.
I couldn’t help but follow his gaze and noticed he was… happy to see me again. Happy, and considerably larger than he had been previously. “You really must not like him,” he replied, “but I am glad you like me.” I smiled and ran my finger down his chest toward the red curls at the juncture of his thighs. He hummed and moved his hand in a circular motion on my back as I drew closer.
“Oh yes, I like you very much,” I told him and delicately wrapped my fingers around him while he pulled air in through his teeth and his eyes closed for just a moment. I stroked down his length while behind me Roa’ let out a strangled noise. “Marcus, have you met Roa’?” I asked while my fingers moved teasingly up and down the length of him. “He’s one of the ten that were made for me. But he refuses to behave like it because he is Talon’s lackey boy, and is either too afraid of him or perhaps simply not interested in declaring. I can’t decide if he’s gay and Talon’s play toy or if Talon might be afraid of the competition.”
Marcus’ eyes tried to focus on Roa’ behind me. When I felt Marcus tense beneath me, I flipped over and grabbed Roa’, who was reaching for me with a very angry look on his face. I caught his thumb and bent it backwards, watching calmly as he hissed and went to the floor. I held him and slowly sat up on the edge of the bed. “Naughty, naughty,” I told Roa’. “No touching unless you declare first,” I whispered as I leaned forward. My breasts were at eye level with his face and he seemed mesmerized by the proximity. “I didn’t appreciate what your master did to me today. And I especially don’t appreciate being roughed up any more by his lackey,” I breathed as I leaned toward him, still holding his thumb.
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