Page 29 of Iridian

Rosabel La Rouge

The Council insisted that nobody was going anywhere with those scrolls until the sun came up and we found out if we could actually see the whole thing. To Madeline’s horror, they asked her to accommodate the Mergenbachs and Taland’s brothers, as well as all of them.

When I sayasked,I mean that they didn’t give her the option to decline. They simply told her that she had the space and the money for it, and for the next six hours, she would be our host.

The look on her face would have made me laugh in any other situation. As it was, I just took Taland by the hand and guided him to my room while guards took the others to wherever Madeline had decided to let them stay until sunrise.

That’s how I ended up in my bedroom with Taland. That’s how I walked inside, turned the lights on, and closed the door, resting my back against it for a moment just to catch my breath.

“Fancy,” he said as he slowly walked to the middle of the room and looked around. “I want to fuck you in every corner of this room.”

Laughter burst out of me at the same time as tears spilled out of my eyes. The whole moment was so surreal that I could hardly get myself together.

Walking on my own was out of the question. I stayed there by the door, hanging on to the handles, and I watched him and I laughed and I cried until he came closer. Until he took my hands in his and pulled me to the middle of the room with him, then held me against his chest while he laughed, too.

It took me a while to stop crying and making those awful sounds.

“You’re in my room,” I finally said, cheek against his chest, my arms around him and his around me.

“Mhmm,” he muttered and kissed the top of my head before he rested his chin against it again.

Like that we spun around slowly, just to keep moving.

“You have a nice room, sweetness,” Taland said after a little while, and I nodded.

“I also have a nice bathroom. I think we need a shower.” We were both covered in dried blood and dirt from the last time we barely escaped with our lives.

Taland chuckled. “Don’t be shy, baby. Just say you want to fuck me in the shower first.”

The butterflies in my stomach went nuts and my knees actually shook a little. “I don’t…” I closed my eyes and bit my lip for a second. “I want to fuck you in the shower, yes.”

Taland grabbed my face in his hands and raised it until we were eye to eye. Goddess, he looked like a completely different person from the guy he had been when he first came to Madeline’s office. He always looked like another Taland when other people were around, and I adored that he saved this side of himself only for me.

“Good girl,” he said, and my toes curled and my cheeks flushed like I’d never heard those words before. Like I was just discovering that I adored them, too.

“Come with me,” I said, and with his hand in mine, I walked us to the bathroom and turned the lights on.

Taland stopped me in front of the large mirror over the sink and began to take my clothes off without a word. Goddess, we were a mess, both of us. I wanted to feel bad or afraid as I looked through the mirror at him slowly pushing down my jeans, but I couldn’t.

And the moment the wound on my thigh was visible to me was the moment I noticed the pain that was coming from it. Hakim had done a number on it, and I’d been so focused on everything happening, on the pain that I’d felt all over me that I hadn’t noticed how tender my thigh still was. Madeline had healed me, but that wound had been deep, so it was still there, my skin red, the scar angry.

Closing my eyes, I put my hand over it, and I began to chant a more advanced healing spell on myself. At this point we were already moving slowly. We were already weak, both of us, so even if it cost me energy, it was worth it, that spell. Colors came out of me, the bracelet around my wrist heating up for a moment. Then the magic slipped in the wound and the way it mended it within seconds was fucking miraculous. I was breathing a bit heavier, and Taland chuckled as he came in front of me and pushed my hand back, then kissed my thigh that was just slightly red.

The wound was gone and so was the pain. And I still looked at the bracelet, in awe of it just like I had been the first time I witnessed what it could do.

The spell did take a lot of energy out of me together with the pain. Goddess, I was too tired. I just wanted to shower andfuck Taland and sleep, and when I woke up, I’d eat. I’d get my strength back then, I was sure of it.

That’s exactly what I did.

We walked into the shower together. The cabin was more than big enough to fit us, and at first, we let the water wash away most of the dirt from our bodies. We held onto each other and we kissed slowly, and I swear his kisses were life. The more I felt him, the more alive I came, the more I wanted, the faster my heart beat.

We scrubbed the dirt and dried blood off one another thoroughly, and the more we did so, the faster we moved because he was hard and I was wet between my legs, too, and we needed each other more than we needed sleep.

“Sit down,” I told him when we were as clean as we were going to get, and I pushed him back toward the white marble bench that lined the wall at the end of the cabin. I’d always loved that bench—it made shaving so easy, and now I loved it even more. It wasn’t big by any means, very narrow, but the seat wasn’t slippery, so we made it work. Taland sat on it with a wondrous smile on his face and watched me as I straddled him while the shower over us continued to spill warm water.

His arms were wrapped around my waist tightly. Our lips were pressed together as I held his cock up and slowly lowered on it, taking him in inch by little inch. It slipped inside so easily because it was wet, too, and when I sat on him all the way, I felt right at home.

Goddess, the way he stretched me. Even now, I still needed a moment to adjust to the size of him, and he needed a moment, too. To kiss my entire face slowly, dig his fingers in my ass to hold me in place, to analyze every bit of me that he could see in this position.

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