A shiver of enjoyment ran through her at the sight of him. The beautiful, blond Alitus, kneeling naked before her, hands crossed behind him, head tilted back. Waiting permission to service her.
Of course, he would never be able to sate her, but Rheyn was right about everything else. He was perfect. This was one bet she would be happy to lose.
Chapter Fourteen
Conqueror’s Palace, Alitus Vivaldi’s Quarters
Sumertsag 44
Erryq slid into bed beside the sleeping Alitus and drew the covers over her shoulder. He lay on his side, face relaxed in sleep. His eyes moved rapidly behind his lids. Good, he was dreaming. Soon she’d be able to link her mind to his and see what secret fantasies he held, what secret fears he harbored.
Rheyn had shared all her Jades at one time or another over the last few years, but never this one. Never her favorite. And now that she finally had the chance to sample him, Rheyn had demanded Erryq refrain from sex with him until Alitus had a chance to eat, drink more water and get some sleep.
She’s always so damned picky about her pets. This one certainly looks like he might be worth the trouble, though.Erryq smiled as she slid her fingers through his golden hair.
He stirred, lashes fluttering open.
“Shh.” Erryq drew the covers up over him. “Go back to sleep.”
Alitus wrapped one arm around her and tugged her hard against his chest. His warmth soothed. Murmuring something about majesty and warming up, he tucked her head against his shoulder and neck and held her in his strong arms. One big thigh looped across hers like a brand of heat. His cock lay against her belly.
He might be submissive, but he was all male. Tempting, luscious male.
Mmm.The meaning of his words struck her, making her smile.He thinks I’m Rheyn and that I need warming up. My goodness, she must make him call her Your Majesty in bed! Rheyn, you are such an evil bitch. She stroked his chest.Well, he’s right about one part. I’m freezing.
They’d eaten dinner at a small, round glass table, Alitus still naked, his gorgeous semi-hard cock displayed to advantage. She’d toasted him with one of Rheyn’s best champagnes.To the lovely view. Alitus had blushed like a virgin.
Which in a way, he is.Erryq snuggled against his chest, tucking her hands between herself and him. Alitus had never been taken by another woman; Rheyn had kept him completely to herself.This should be fun. Especially when I can make him think I’m anyone he imagines. I wonder who that will be?
That was the key, wasn’t it? This test was not so much about his loyalty or commitment, but to find out whether Alitus lusted after Rheyn herself, or used her to gain power. Erryq pressed closer and inhaled the warm scent of apricots on his skin.
* * * *
Conqueror’s Palace, Alitus Vivaldi’s Quarters
Sumertsag 44
Alitus woke from a pleasant doze to the feel of Her Majesty cuddled against him in sleep. He kissed her brow and drew the covers closer, lying still so as not to disturb her. Sunlight tried to peek past the heavy curtains at his window. When she slept here at all it was rarely past dawn; she liked to be up and about early.
He used the back of his right hand to flatten the pillow under his head so he could see the clock.Shit! Five in the afternoon! I’ve missed work entirely. How the hell did I sleep in so— Alitus let out the breath he’d been holding as memories of the previous night surfaced: Her Majesty and Erryq sharing him, eating dinner with Erryq alone, her insistence that he go to bed and rest. She must have joined him in the night.
Alitus lifted his head to have a better view of the woman in his arms. Rich red curls tumbled over dusky skin. Definitely not the Conqueror’s black and silver locks.
Her Majesty’s words came back to him like a haunting refrain.There is far more to come than simply surrendering to Erryq. But when it’s all over, my love—when it is over, you will be mine forever.
He’d been so sure last night that he could pass any test. Lying here now with another woman, that bravado seemed far less certain.What will she make me do? Worse yet, what will she do to me? Her comment about lashes didn’t exactly engender confidence.
He hadn’t had sex with Erryq, except when Her Majesty had been there. Was she going to take him? Or was she here only to punish him in some way? He’d hate being tied up and beaten. The beginnings of an erection made him wonder how much was his usual morning wood or a result of that threat.
Erryq stretched her legs and drew a deep breath. She tilted back her head and gazed up at him. “Good morning.”
He glanced away. “Good morning, Lady Erryq.”
She sat up, stretching her arms. It lifted her heavy breasts and made them jiggle.
Alitus pushed himself upright in bed, keeping his head down, but her full breasts were in plain view. They bounced as she stretched her arms wide, their elongated nipples a dark brown in the wan light. Each breast was more than two handfuls, unlike Her Majesty’s smaller but generous curves.
Erryq cupped her hands around them. “Do you like my breasts, Alitus?”
He swallowed. “Yes, Lady Erryq. They’re beautiful, if you don’t mind my saying so.” His cock rose the rest of the way.
She rolled her nipples between fingers and thumbs. “You’d like to get your mouth on them, wouldn’t you?”
He could not restrain his smile. “Yes, Lady Erryq, if that would please you.”
“It would please me very much.” She slid one hand down her flat belly and between her legs, into her curly woman’s hair. “Mmm, waking up in bed with you made me wet.”
Alitus swallowed, his throat tight. With his Better senses, he could already smell her heat.
Erryq stroked herself, her mouth making an O of satisfaction. “Would you like to taste?” She held her hand in front of his lips.
Alitus leaned forward and captured her fingers in his mouth. He sucked her honeyed essence with his tongue, eyes closed. Sweet, salty, clean, her taste slammed hot desire through him like a branding iron into skin. He moaned.
“You’re a real pussy lover, aren’t you?” Before he could think of a suitable answer, she climbed astride his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Good, because I love cock and I’ve wanted to try yours on for size since I laid eyes on you.”
Unsure where to put his hands, Alitus gripped the pillows beside him as Erryq rose above him. He clenched his eyes shut as tightly as his fists, breath held.
“What is it, my angel?” Erryq took his face between her hands. “Open your eyes. Look at me.”
Alitus gasped for air as if he’d been running. His hands shook.
“Easy, love.” She smoothed her hands down his arms. “Take a deep breath.”
He could not take one deep enough to stop shaking.
“Again. Take another one.” Her voice soothed.
He gulped air, trembling like a newborn colt on his first legs.
Erryq stroked back his hair. “It’s all right, love.” She kissed his brow. “What is it? Talk to me. I’m not going to hurt you.”
He shook his head, trembling too badly to speak.
“Take your time, love. Are you all right?” When he didn’t respond right away, Erryq climbed across the bed and picked up a glass of water. “Here. Drink this.”
Alitus gripped the glass in his fist, shaking so badly he almost spilled it getting it to his mouth. He bumped the glass against his lip twice before he was able to take a drink. The water helped. His shaking subsided, but he still could not speak.
Erryq left the bed, retrieved a velvet robe from one of the closets and brought it back to him. “Here. Let me wrap this around you.” She tucked it behind him and pulled part of it over his shoulders. “There? Is that better? Are you warmer?”
He nodded, pulling the robe tighter around his shoulders. “S-sorry.”
“Shh. It’s all right.” She caressed his face. “Rheyn would kill me if anything happened to you. Are you ok?”
He nodded again and leaned back against the head
board. “Yes, Lady Erryq. Th-thank you. I am s-sorry. I’ve never been like this before.”
“Shaking, you mean?”
“Mmm. I—I mean, yes, Lady Erryq.”
“You’ve never had the Better shakes?”
He met her eyes. “What?”
She smoothed the covers over him, drawing them up to his waist while she remained naked. “It’s caused by pheromone depletion. I thought you might start getting them last night. They come on suddenly. I was glad to see Rheyn giving you water.”
“Oh.” He nodded, recalling how she’d watched him. “Thank you, Lady Erryq.” He took a deep breath. “I feel much better now.”
“Good. I want you to rest a little. It’s almost time for Rheyn to get here and I promised her I’d have you ready.”
“R-ready for what?” He added, “Lady Erryq.”
“You’ll see. Why don’t you scoot down in the bed and we’ll cuddle for awhile. I think I’d like you to hold me if you’re up to it.”
“Of course, Lady Erryq.” He moved to accommodate her at once. “It would be my pleasure.”
* * * *
Once inside Alitus’ apartment, Destoiya tossed aside her uniform jacket. Her heels joined it.
Erryq sauntered toward her, spectacularly naked. “Welcome home, Rheyn.” She held out her arms.
“Aren’t you gorgeous?” She drew the smaller Erryq into her arms and bent to kiss her. The faintest hint of apricot on her skin said she’d been near Alitus, but hadn’t had sex with him. If he’d released pheromones, they’d be deeper into her skin than this.
Erryq pushed her away. “You call that a hello kiss? I greet my enemies better than that.” She stalked away.
Destoiya grabbed her hand and spun Erryq back to her, drew her up into her arms and leaned her back for a deep kiss. She stroked her tongue into Erryq’s mouth and fondled one of her nipples. When she released her, the other Sempervian touched her own mouth, smiling.
“Now, that was kiss.”
Destoiya folded her arms. “Where is he?”
Erryq sighed. “I knew you only wanted to get to him.” She nodded toward the bedroom. “I posed him as you requested. Enjoy yourself. I’ll join you in a few minutes.”
Destoiya brushed a hand down her clothes, straightening them before she opened the door. Alitus lay on the bed against a pile of pillows, naked, hands over his head, bound to the frame by leather cuffs at his wrists. His magnificent erection said he wanted her and wanted her now.
“You really are beautiful like that.” Destoiya crossed to the bed.
She’d trained him to please her, schooled him in seduction and his body had been designed to satisfy. She adored his perfection. Alitus understood the power of his sexuality, his control of her passion. But arrogant he wasn’t, and he wasn’t vain.
Alitus dominated by yielding.
“My Conqueror,” he said, his voice an urgent, breathy whisper. “Have you come to let me pleasure you?”
“Yes.” She set one knee on the bed, pushed her palms against his as she straddled him and curled her fingers around his bound hands. She arched forward to possess his mouth.
His lips parted and she tasted the clean sweetness of his tongue. She darted hers against it, stroking the underside with long, slow licks. She slipped her tongue across the top, circled, and flicked against the tip.
Alitus groaned with yearning when her mouth left his.
“I’ve thought about you all day,” she said, kissing down and across his jaw. “Pictured you naked like this, waiting for me.” She licked the side of his throat, heard his breath stop when she sucked the tender skin into her mouth. “Imagined what I’d do to you when I got home.” She kissed all the way back up, taking it slow, tasting and licking and nibbling. “I couldn’t think of work,” she said, between kisses. “Of anything but my mouth on you.” She slid her fingers down his arms, across his back. “My hands.”
Alitus rubbed up against her, begging her without a single spoken word to take him.
“I wanted to touch you everywhere.”
She trailed her fingers from his palms, down across the leather cuffs binding him, along the veins in his forearms, the inside of his elbows, tickling across his biceps. The scent of him, the velvet smoothness of his skin and the hardness of the muscle beneath drove her to the edge of madness. Destoiya gulped air, reminding herself to slow down, enjoy him. Enjoy his surrender. Savor his relinquishment of power.
“Wanted to skim my fingers over your muscles.” He burned her up inside; his skin almost set her on fire.
Alitus bit into his lip, head back.
Destoiya kissed his bared throat. “I wanted to feel you heating up beneath me.” She nipped his jaw. “Pictured you trembling with desire.”
She gazed into his eyes while running her fingertips across his collarbone, then down his chest.
“Mmm, yes, Alitus.” She closed her mouth over his. Hewas trembling.
His breath caught when her hand stopped at his navel. She let her fingers glide down further, into the blond, silken curls between his thighs. A sob of hunger slid from his mouth into hers.
His eyes blazed with lust. He played mouse to her cat, but he wanted to play tiger. If she unleashed him now, he’d take control. Once freed, he’d satiate her, bring her to elation, to rapture. He’d pin her against the bed, stretch her arms over her head and thrust into her. He’d turn her around, lift her into his arms and rock up against and into her from behind. Ravish her until she cried from the sheer joy of it.
No, tonight, it was his turn.
She splayed her fingers wide, slid them back up his belly. A sound tore from his throat that said he knew she intended to postpone his release. Planned to heighten the ache he already suffered. That she meant to make him writhe and twist and beg for deliverance from the craving she built within him.
In good time, she’d give in to him. Quench his thirst. Sweep them both over the feverish rapids of desire and heat drown them in the falls of bliss.
With a slow smirk, she withdrew her hand. But not yet.
Chapter Fifteen
Conqueror’s Palace, Alitus Vivaldi’s Quarters
Sumertsag 44
Destoiya kissed Alitus on the lips and drew her hand along his jaw line. “Are you comfortable?” She caressed his bound hands. “These cuffs aren’t too tight? It’s all right to tell me.”
He wiggled his fingers. “I’m fine, Majesty. Lady Erryq took great care not to make them too tight.”
He sounded a bit unsure, but then, he’d never been bound before. Destoiya scooted to the edge of the bed. “I’ll be right back, love.” She found Erryq in the kitchen, pouring a white wine.
“Ah, Rheyn.” Erryq handed her a goblet. “How did you like him?”
“Gorgeous, love. You outdid yourself.” She tasted the wine. “I’ll have to pose him like that often, now that I’ve seen him.”
“So, who shall I be tonight?”
Destoiya sipped her drink. “Who did he dream about?”
Each Sempervian had a unique ability or gift. Erryq’s enabled her to finely tune the minds of those asleep. Dreams, daydreams, fantasies … She only needed proximity. Once she understood how a person’s mind worked, she could make herself appear as anyone he’d ever imagined.
Twirling her goblet by its stem, Erryq shook her head. “You won’t like it.”
“The idea of him having sex with anyone other than me sets my teeth on edge.” She took a deep breath, held it and let it go on a sigh. “But this is necessary. I have to be sure. Who is it?” She lifted the goblet to her mouth.
“Another Sempervian.”
Destoiya almost sputtered her drink. She set down the goblet so hard it chipped the bottom. “Not possible. Alitus has no idea I’m a Sempervian. He’s never met any.”
“You told me he knows Luc Saint-Cyr.”
“Oh, well, yes, of course, he knows him. And Roth, who’s my Minister of Defense in this round, but he doesn’t know they’re Semp
ervians. And he has no idea about Peril.”
“I didn’t say he did, only that he kept dreaming about a Sempervian. The same face over and over, all night. I must tell you, it wasn’t pleasant.” She toyed with the drink. “He was being choked.”
“Who would dare to choke my f…” She felt the blood drain from her head. She set a hand her mouth. “You don’t mean … Not my…”
Erryq set down her wine. “I do indeed.”
Destoiya turned away, heart hammering in her chest. “Forget wine. I need a shot of whiskey.”
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