And now she wanted answers. Whirling around, she crossed her arms over her breasts and waited.
"Well?"
Slowly, Raoul released the navy blue cummerbund around his waist and dropped it to a chair. Then he removed the ribbon across his chest, and began to unbutton his white jacket.
"I'm waiting," she said as she tapped her foot. "You said you would give me answers."
He shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it aside. He wore a white shirt beneath. He looked at her as he began to unbutton the shirt. "Your brother and I went to school together, did you know that?"
The shirt went the way of the jacket and now she was staring at his broad blue chest. Stars, he was beautiful. And everything she wanted.
But not yet.
"Yes, I knew that. What does that have to do with anything?"
He now began undoing his blue trousers.
"Stop that, Raoul. I want to know why you didn't tell me who you were back at the pavilion."
He sat down and removed his shiny black boots and his socks. He rose to his feet and pushed his trousers down and suddenly Elita lost her train of thought.
She shook her head to clear it. She wanted him to fuck her properly.
No, she wanted answers first. Her pussy wanted him to fuck her properly right this minute. She had waited so long. The ceremony had simply offered her a taste of what she had dreamed about, never thinking it was possible.
He now stood in front of her completely naked. And very tempting. He took a step toward her.
"Because I wanted you to love me, the same way I already loved you. Without the titles."
"How could you possibly love me? You had never met me."
"That's not quite true. You wrote to your brother all the time. He described you so accurately, so perfectly. How could I not fall in love with the beautiful spitfire he described? It is because I knew you so completely that I had to go to your province to watch over you myself, until you could be brought here. I am very glad I listened to my instincts."
She couldn't believe he had loved her all this time. How was it possible? Her brother had always teased her.
"All this time. He never mentioned you. Not once."
"We have stayed in contact. It was through him, I came to know you."
Suddenly, he whirled around and strode over to the dresser and pulled open the top drawer. He reached inside and brought out a rectangular box and Elita's eyes widened. It looked so familiar. He brought the case back to her and held it out.
"I was with him when this was made. I sent for it as soon as we reached the pavilion safely. You are my woman and will always be at my side. It will be my privilege to teach you to wield this sword of the mist. It was created only for your hand, the breath of my love welded into its strength."
Suddenly she understood. "You named the sword, not the swordmaker." Reverently, she accepted the case from his hands and opened it. It was just as she remembered, and she had thought she would never see it again.
He nodded. "No better name for the noble sword of my beloved consort. Eli-ah."
She set the case on the bed and turned back to him. The time would come when she would show him exactly how well she could use that sword. But there was only one weapon she wanted wielded tonight.
He reached for her and cupped her face, lowering his head toward her. "I had to have you for my own. There was never a question. If you had been dragged to the underworld, I would have gone after your. I would never have let him keep you."
She shivered as she remembered how close she had come to becoming Kadin's slave, of possibly never knowing Raoul or "Teacher."
"Why did you leave without saying good-bye? You had to know I was attracted to you."
"I was so close to taking your virginity. I had to leave. Without the witnesses your reputation would have been besmirched and the match would never have been considered legal. I couldn't take that chance. I had to stay away from you. If you knew who I was, it would have made it that much harder to teach without taking. To maintain my control."
"Never again, Duarte, do you hear me? From now on there can be no lies between us."
"I swear to you, Eli-ah."
Her lips curved into a smile. "I like that. I should have asked before what it meant. Love me properly, Raoul," she whispered.
Possessive, demanding lips descended to claim hers and he drove his tongue between her lips. Lifting her against his heart, he carried her across the room and through another door. Quickly, he peeled the gown from her and then stepped into the warm bath. The water felt so good.
He settled her back against the rim and she closed her eyes. Suddenly they shot open as she felt a tongue breaching her entrance--below the water. She gasped as pleasure filled her, as he sucked at her. His tongue circled over her lips, around her clit. She began to worry that he might drown and then she relaxed.
She was in a different kingdom and her match was a seductive water dweller, he could stay down there forever. She sighed as she relaxed against the lip of the bath. His hands were at her thighs pressing them wider, his tongue dipping in and out. She felt herself floating, rising about the water and then suddenly she shattered, thrusting her hips against his demanding mouth as he sucked at her.
At last he surfaced and claimed her lips. He tasted of the ocean, of her, of masculinity. He lifted her, swiveled around and splayed her across his lap. She could feel his hard cock between them.
"Put me inside you," he growled as he lifted her.
Reaching down between them, she guided him inside her and it felt even better than it had before.
"Slowly, Eli-ah, we have all the time in the world."
"Oh, this feels wonderful," she said as he was finally seated completely inside her.
"Ride me. Slowly."
She rose and fell, lifting and dropping, undulating her hips. She reached down and circled her clit, her gaze never leaving him.
"You are an eager pupil, my love."
"It comes from having an excellent teacher, my lord."
And then she was climaxing once again, bucking and swaying over him. She felt so full, and she could feel him expanding even more, pushing at her tender walls.
"Yes, Eli-ah, like that. Just like that."
Something strange was happening and it was wonderful, driving her to a place of pure ecstasy. His hands on her hips stayed her.
"Don't try to move," he gasped, his eyelids closing, his head dropping back.
And then she felt him pulsing inside her, but she couldn't have moved if she'd wanted to. In some way they were attached and he was completely sealed inside her channel as his hot semen spurted into her womb.
"Yes!" he yelled triumphantly, his fingers digging into her hips, anchoring her to his body. Finally he opened his eyes and looked at her.
"I think we're stuck," she said, unsure of exactly what was taking place.
He grinned at her. "Most assuredly. You remember the white nubs all over my cock?"
"Yes. Most intriguing."
"In intercourse, as I move toward my own ecstasy, as my cock expands, they open up and act as a suction adhering to the walls of your beautiful cunt. It is our way of securing offspring, sealing us together."
"Ummm, for how long?" With each shallow movement, pleasure rippled through her body, the tip of his cock teasing a most sensitive inner spot. She hissed as another ripple passed through her.
"It could be five minutes, it could be an hour before they release."
"Oh my. This happens with all water dwellers?"
"Yes. Every one. And the seal is especially tight in water."
She undulated her hips and another pleasurable ripple waved through her.
"Oh my, Raoul. This is almost too much pleasure. More, please." She leaned forward and licked his lips, then felt the tip of his shaft rub against that most sensitive spot once again. She came fast and hard, arching against him.
He stroked a hand down her back and she leaned against his chest, closing
her eyes. She could literally stay like this forever. He rose up from the water with her in his arms. She wrapped her legs around him and he carried her into the bedroom. She felt the easing of the suction that sealed them together and he slid from inside her, then spooned behind her on the bed.
"You realize that the foreign text of the Kama Sutra lists sixty-four different positions in which to obtain pleasure."
"Sixty-four? That's a lot of different ways to make love."
"Ah, but the teachings of Amak speak of one hundred."
"One hundred? I'm glad I have an excellent teacher. That could keep us busy for--"
He kissed her neck and then nipped her ear as he tightened his arms possessively around her. "Forever, Eli-ah. Forever."
She sighed and closed her eyes. "That sounds simply divine."
Adrianna Dane
Theresa Gallup uses the pen names of Tess Maynard and Adrianna Dane. Theresa has been writing since the age of 10. A legal secretary for 30 years, she is currently working on another erotic romance, as well as a full-length romantic mystery/suspense. She has been married for 30 years and has three grown children (a daughter and twin sons), and is a new grandmother.
Writing as Tess Maynard, her first published short story appeared in the ezine, The Whispering Forest, in January of 2004. Writing as Adrianna Dane, where adding sensual heat to romance is her motto, Esmerelda's Secret was her first foray into the erotic romance genre.
Having traveled and lived from the East Coast to the West Coast, Theresa receives inspiration for her stories from a variety of sources, including music and poetry, and her tastes are eclectic.
For more information about current projects, visit Theresa's web sites at: www.tessmaynard.com or www.adriannadane.com
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