This turn of events made him smile. The longer he thought about it, the more amusing he found it. He said for the benefit of the ladies in the room, “I think I should feel sorry for my subjects. They will have two deviants for rulers.”
“If we are discreet then they will never know,” Minari said. “To that end, I suggest locking your door against override codes. Your servants are oft times too helpful, it would seem. Sir Rois was convinced you and Starling were napping.”
Bekion made an annoyed noise. So that explained why Rois opened the door without knocking. If it had been any other day, Bekion and Starling would have been napping, fully clothed and perfectly innocent.
Minari chuckled. “I can suggest an override negater that works no matter what. It has saved my reputation more times than I can count.”
“To be sure. Until this moment, I believed you to be a sheltered and innocent girl who didn’t know what sex was, let alone deviant sex.”
“I’ve had years of practice keeping my secret safe.”
“Then we will do well together.”
“Yes, we will.” She glanced at Starling one more time. “I will leave you two alone to finish what you started. I know how annoying it can be to stop in the middle. Our conversation can wait. If you miss dinner, I’ll understand and make some plausible excuse.” She held out a palm-sized orb to him. “I require its return at breakfast. However, you have need of it now. I shall procure another as a wedding gift for you.”
He looked at the blue sphere and wondered if it would keep out Vieve. He doubted it.
“Until tomorrow, my future husband.”
“Thank you, Minari,” he said in a serious tone.
“We get along and I happen to like Starling.” She nodded and left the room.
Bekion watched the door close then held out his hand. The tiny blue sphere attached to the keypad and glowed red. He liked the idea of having an overriding override sphere. Too many people had barged in on him and Starling for his tastes.
He looked at Starling. She smiled and held her hand out to him.
Bekion used it to tug her gently so she walked across the bed toward him. When she was close enough, he circled his arms around her hips and hugged her tight. “Are you angry with me?”
She smoothed her fingers through his hair. “For what?”
“For inviting you into a foursome without asking first.”
Starling laughed. “Bekion, I’m only going to be there for you and you alone. It won’t be a true foursome. I’m sure Minari’s maid won’t want you touching her.”
“I’m sure Minari won’t want me touching her maid either. I know I want no other’s hands on you.” He bent his head and kissed her nipples one at a time. He trailed kisses up to her neck. Against her skin, he said, “I need you to be there, Starling. No other woman makes me react as you do. I wouldn’t be able to perform my husbandly duties without you.”
“Practice makes perfect, you know.”
Bekion curved his hands down and gripped Starling’s behind. “And I do need lots of practice. The type of practice that should take all night and most of the morning.”
“We have to be at breakfast.”
“Yes. But that is four hours away.”
“That sounds like a good start,” Starling purred in response. She kissed Bekion’s lips.
He lingered on the kiss for only a moment before he pulled away. He searched Starling’s eyes. He saw love and longing reflected there.
“I’m sorry I cannot marry you, Starling. I would if I could.”
“I know you would.” She hugged his neck and whispered, “I love you, Bekion. I don’t need marriage. All I need is you. All I want is you.”
She released him and stepped back on the bed. Bekion watched her. Starling sat down and opened her legs wide then held out her hand.
Bekion reached out and laced his fingers through hers. He curved his other arm around her waist and held her in place as he returned his arousal to her velvet heat.
Starling sighed against his chest, rocking against the bed. The motions drew him out of her and then buried him deep once more.
He said, “You will never have to want for me again, Starling. I am here for your happiness, not you for mine. Your pleasure is my only concern.”
“Bekion.”
“Yes, my love,” he whispered, looking down at her.
She cupped his cheek and said with a seductive smile, “Save your pretty words for the court. I have better uses for your mouth. Now, come here.”
“My lady commands and I obey.”
About the Author
Zenobia Renquist lives in her imagination. She is an Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, which means she’s accustomed to travel and does it whenever possible (so long as she doesn’t have to fly). Her favorite pastime is torturing her characters on their way to happily-ever-after for the enjoyment of her readers.
On the few occasions her muse flees the scene of the crime, Zenobia likes to read (comics, manga and romance), go to the movies, play a few levels of whichever puzzle game has hijacked her interest or experiment with a new chain maille weave.
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