Page 94 of Consort's Dragon
He shifted her from his lap and lay her on the bed.As he stripped his pants, he admired the flush of arousal on her face and flesh.The way her eyes were half shut with desire.
When she reached for him, he gladly covered her body with his, his kiss hungry.Their bare flesh rubbed, a sensual delight that had him growling, “I’ve dreamed of this moment.”The only woman to ever invade his dreams.
“I feel so strange,” she panted, clutching at his shoulders.“My body aches.”
Words that almost undid him.
“Let me show you what it wants.Part your legs for me.”
Her thighs slid apart, and he settled between them, the tip of his shaft tickling the entrance to her sex, drawing a sharp gasp.
“Oh, that feels nice.”
She was trying to kill him.
He held on—barely—jaw gritted as he dragged his swollen head back and forth against her.She whimpered and writhed, the honey of her sex making them both slick.He made sure to capture her lips as he began to push into her slowly, quickly encountering her maidenhead.
“There will be a brief moment of pain,” he murmured against her lips.“But then, I promise, pleasure.”
“I know.Do it.”
He didn’t prolong it and thrust, breaking past her innocence, but then holding still, giving her a moment to adjust.
She didn’t cry out, only slightly stiffened before asking tentatively, “Was that it?”
“No,” he chuckled.“Now the pleasure part happens.”
He began to thrust slowly, short rocking motions that soon had her matching his rhythm.Her fingers dug into his shoulders, and her breathing grew ragged as he thrust deeper.
Harder.
Ground himself against her.
Felt her tightening, and when she stopped breathing and went still, he was the one to utter a sound as her orgasm rippled his cock.As her sex spasmed with release, it drew his own climax, a mighty one that spilled his seed, marking her womb, a first for him.
As their pleasure abated, he rolled to his back and dragged her atop him, cradling her against his body as he murmured, “Are you okay?”
“Mmm,” was her reply.
“We are now truly married.”
“Are we?”she asked, lifting herself enough he could see her mischievous smile.“I think perhaps you should do that again, you know, just to be sure.”
He couldn’t help but laugh.“Whatever my wife desires.”
The eight days they spent sailing to Daerva were the happiest of his life.He and Avera spent much time together in his cabin.When they had to leave it so he could attend ship duties, they tended to remain in sight of the other.Sharing secretive smiles.Indulging in discreet touches.The crew rolled their eyes quite a bit, and more than once he heard, “Bloody newlyweds.”Said with good humor, of course, because everyone was happy for them.
It was an idyllic time, until Seaserpent’s Bay came into view and his stomach clenched.A dark cloud hung over the land and a chill, unseasonal wind swept over the deck.
He stood at the rail, Avera tucked tight to him as they sailed closer.He couldn’t help but hope they’d leave this place alive.
Chapter21
The queen’sformer grand rook stared out at the ocean’s horizon and tried not to sigh.It had been months since Avera’s kidnapping.Months of Benoit being a tyrant.It killed Gustav that he was powerless to stop the false king.
The reports of his depravity had spread, reaching even remote Seaserpent’s Bay.As Benoit began to show his true—and quite sadistic—colors, people fled the towns and cities where they’d been born and raised for the one place thus far untainted by the evil.From them, Gustav heard the horror stories.
Entire families were murdered for daring to question Benoit’s accusation of treason.As time went on, fewer and fewer citizens believed his claim that Avera had killed her family, and that number increased as Benoit trampled on the peaceful world they used to enjoy.The false king didn’t brook any dissidence when it came to his so-called right to sit on the throne.Benoit also flew into a rage when people demanded to know where the late Queen’s daughter, and only living heir, had gone.
