Page 77 of Realm of Thieves

I can’t help but smile to myself as I walk down the hall to the bathroom. I’m no virgin. I’ve had my fun with men, though at this point I’m realizing they were really just boys. But this feels different already. I feel both emboldened in going after what I want—Andor—and nervous, because…well, it’s Andor. I know he won’t reject me, he’s made that clear, but it’s still him. It’suswhen there wasn’t really an us before. Lines have already been crossed, but I feel this is the line you don’t get to return from. After this, everything changes.

And I want everything to change.

I think that’s all I ever wanted.

I slowly push open the sliding palm door to the bathroom and poke my head in.

“Are you decent?”

A pause and I hear him clear his throat. “Not even a little.”

The bathroom is spacious compared to the rest of the house, chosen because of the natural drainage holes in the corners in which all the water flows out and into the depths of the bedrock below. A couple of torches are lit, shadows dancing on the black lava rock walls, and Andor is in the tub, his back to me so that all I see is the back of his head, his hair wet and sticking to the nape of his neck.

A shiver rolls through me as I step inside the room and shut the door behind me.

“Is everything all right?” he asks, turning his head slightly so that I see his profile, his strong nose and jaw illuminated from the glow of the torches. His voice is rough, enough to send another tickle down my spine.

“It could be,” I say softly, and begin to take off my clothing as I slowly walk around the bathtub, discarding my boots, then Andor’sshirt I had borrowed, then ripping out the laces of my stays, leaving them in my wake. When I appear before him, I’m only in the gauzy skirt and am completely bare from the waist up.

His gaze goes to my breasts, a heated look that makes his eyes look like tarnished gold, breathing in sharply through his nose.

“Your aunt, she’s…” he stammers, licking his lips.

“She went out,” I tell him, my gaze dropping to his dick, already half-hard in the bathwater. I swallow at the sight, warmth pulsing through me. He’s impressive, that’s a given, but I never expected anything less from a man of his stature, or his nature.

We don’t say anything to each other. There’s nothing to say. Our eyes, our bodies, already express the pent-up sexual frustration that we’ve both been feeling over the last month. Somehow, though I’m shaking from nerves on the inside, I manage to loosen my skirt until it falls around my ankles and now there is nothing left to hide.

I was once his captive, then his thief, and now I am only his.

His stare turns to smoldering as it rests between my thighs, and I hold my head high, ignoring any shame I might feel about being completely nude in front of him. I focus on the carnal tug of his lips, the unabashed way that he devours me with his eyes as I slowly come forward. If I usually have insecurities with being seen this way, I don’t with him. He makes me feel wanted, he makes me feelneeded.

I step into the tub. Perhaps not my most graceful moment, but I manage to do so without falling over.

“Goddesses help me,” Andor says softly, roughly, his voice catching. He inches back in the tub to make room for me but there’s not a lot of room to be had.

“Help you with what?” I ask, lowering myself into the warm water so that I’m straddling him, his cock hard, thick and pushed down against his stomach.

He looks at me like he’s pleading for mercy, his brow furrowed with lines. His jaw clenched as if he’s barely holding himself together.I feel the same, like I’m about to come apart at the seams, and when he raises his arms out of the water, placing his large, strong hands on either side of my hips, I’m unsure if he’s holding me together or pulling me further apart.

“Help me to never let go of you,” he says, his voice hoarse as his fingertips dig into my skin, hard enough to bruise, and I start moving back and forth over him. Even in the water, I’m slick with desire for him, sliding easily over the stiff length of his shaft, making his eyes flutter and roll back in his head.

I bite my lip and grind down on him, one hand on the edge of the tub bracing me, the other on his shoulder. My breasts swing near his face, full and heavy, and his gaze goes molten as he takes them in, then turns into an outright volcano as it drops down to where I’m spread over his length.

“Fuck,” he growls. “I want to come inside you.”

“You will,” I say playfully, my breath starting to hitch, not just from the delicious friction of my body sliding over his cock, getting me wetter by the second, but the fact that I’m doingthiswith Andor. I feel decadent, allowing myself to take pleasure from him so brazenly, and at the same time I feel like my heart is exposed, like he’s pried my ribs open and is staring at everything I’ve tried so hard to protect.

“Oh,” I cry out, feeling the pressure inside me build, and my eyes fall closed to the feeling. The water in the tub begins to slosh back and forth, the sound competing with my soft noises, his hard grunts. I let go of his shoulder and grip the edge of the tub harder, my head dropping. He leans up, giving me a quick kiss, his tongue licking the inside of my mouth, one hand still in a viselike grip as he moves my hips back and forth on top of him. The other cups my breast, thumb running over the hardened peak of my nipple until I’m moaning loudly.

“Are you going to come just like this?” he murmurs before brieflykissing my neck. “Riding my cock like you can’t even wait long enough for me to be inside you?”

“I suppose I take what I can get,” I tell him. He pinches my nipple hard, enough for me to whimper in pain.

“Sorry,” he says, his expression chagrined as he takes his hand away.

“No,” I tell him quickly, the pain making the need between my legs pulse intensely, pushing my desire to the next level. “Do it again. I like a bit of pain. Don’t you?”

He gives me a salacious grin and grabs my breast harder, pinching my nipple until I’m squirming, the hurt turning into pleasure. “I don’t think you have any idea how much pain I’m in right now. I need to be inside you so badly it’s killing me.”

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