Page 86 of Quest for her Knights
His lips are warm and soft, and my first thought is frustration that we haven’t been doing this for months, because it feels like coming home. Not that I’d know what that feels like, but there’s a sense of rightness, of contentment.
When his tongue seeks entrance and I let him in, those thoughts turn much more heated. I slide my hands up his chest and around his neck and shoulders, pulling him closer. He kisses so passionately it’s hard to believe he hasn’t done this before. But it’s not like I have much experience either. Maybe when it’s the right person, it just comes naturally.
My core starts to heat, and suddenly I want a lot more than just a kiss from him. I moan and try to press my pussy closer to him, but he slowly pulls back with one lingering kiss. We both pant heavily as we stare at each other.
“Wow,” he says, making me smile. “As much as I’d like to take this further right now, we better wait until we update Arrow and Ranger. It wouldn’t be ideal for them to walk in on us in any sort of intimate position without context.”
I nod reluctantly. He’s right. If Ranger walked in and saw me being double penetrated, he might blow a gasket. The thought of being with two of them at once makes me smile. Is that how it would work? Or would I be with them individually? No one’sreally explained how reverse harem relationships work in this world.
A yawn escapes me, and I realize it’s quite late. I glance around the suite. “Where are they anyway? Do you think they’re okay?”
“They’re fine. They were patrolling the grounds and checking on the horses. I’m sure they’ll be back soon, knowing you’ll be here.”
“Are you sure Ranger isn’t avoiding me?”
“Oh, he’s definitely avoiding you. But he won’t slack on his job. He knows someone needs to stand guard while you sleep.”
The sound of the door handle jiggling draws all our attention as it swings open and Arrow and Ranger walk in, their eyes immediately taking in Blaze and me in our intimate position. They both look confused and interested, but they don’t comment.
“Everything okay?” Draven asks, moving to stand in front of me, blocking Ranger’s intense stare. I drop my head to Blaze’s chest, and he holds it there.
“Yes, no concerns. What are... you guys doing?”
Draven doesn’t answer. Arrow peeks around him to look at me, an amused eyebrow raised in question. “I feel like we missed something important here.”
Draven stays silent, and my stomach tightens with worry. Is he not going to tell them? Is he going to keep it a secret? That thought upsets me, I don’t want to be their dirty little secret. My hands fist in Blaze’s shirt in frustration.
Finally, Draven speaks. “I’ve claimed Elora as mine.”
“Me too,” Blaze adds, and I pull back to look up at him. He hadn’t said those words to me yet, but he told me he loved me. He smiles nervously, as if unsure of my response, so I smile back and nod, accepting his claim. He kisses my forehead and pulls me back against him.
Arrow lets out a huge cheer and pumps a fist in the air. “Yes! Finally!”
Draven huffs a laugh. “I’m not sure what you’re cheering about. Who said she’s willing to accept you?”
Arrow’s smile turns predatory as his eyes narrow in on me. “Hmm.” He steps closer and waves a hand at Blaze. “Step aside, Blaze. Sounds like I have some wooing to do.”
Blaze slowly releases me, winking as he steps aside and Arrow takes his place.
“Well, sweetheart?” My eyes close as I savor the sound of that pet name. It’s been a while since I’ve heard it, and I’m hoping, like Draven, he’s finally ready to stop pretending he doesn’t want me. He’s flirted with me more than anyone, and the countless nights I’ve slept cuddled beside him make my body ache for his, even now, with him this close.
“Are you ready to be wooed?”
“I’m not sure what that means, but if you’re the one doing it...”
“I am.”
“Then bring it on.”
He smirks, leans forward, but before his lips can connect with mine, he swerves to the side, leaving me wanting as he whispers in my ear, “I’m going to make you woo so hard.”
I burst out laughing, but his lips connect with my neck, just above my shoulders, and my laugh cuts off as I gasp in surprise. I tilt my head, giving him more access, and he hums against my skin, sending sparks of electricity to my core.
I press my fingers into the table, determined not to reach for him… yet. He kisses across my neck and down my chest, to the edge of my dress, before lifting his head. His pale blue eyes are filled with hunger as they meet mine.
“Sweetheart, I’m sorry for pulling away all the time. I thought it was the right thing to do. You deserve the best. I thought that was marrying noblemen."
“Do you still think that?” I ask, needing to know the answer.
