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Len's eyes widened in alarm. "How did he f-figure it out?"
"Our eyes, apparently. Too full of love." She grinned at him, her heart clenching at the softness in his odd eyes. "But he might have some experience that makes it easier for him. Get this, love: during his tours of service, he met a woman. AnIstarii Drakanwoman. HeknowsDraka! And I suspect they were more than friends. Though he didn't quite admit it."
Len blinked, laughing and slinging an arm around her waist. "S-salerah's fires, I have a boring b-budgetary meeting for lunch and y-you wind up finding the only other elf in the kingdom with an Istariin l-love."
She kissed the top of his head, turning toward him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "There's probably more strange creatures like us, and they're just all in hiding. I'd love to find them, though. Or even better, make it safe for them to be out and about." She trailed a knuckle along the curve of his jaw, melting at the sweet smile that bloomed with her touch. "Can you imagine, dove? Being able to walk around the castle together without looks? Without whispered comments behind our backs? Without having to worry that the tide might turn and rip us apart?"
His fingers dug into her back, pale brow wrinkling with concern. "Do you think it’s likely? That th-they’ll try something s-so soon?"
She shrugged. "I think it's possible. But I don'tknow." She pulled him off his feet, making him squeak adorably, his arms and legs wrapping around her to steady himself. "But Idoknow that they'll never be able to manage it," she growled, nuzzling his face. "I am yours, and you are mine, and I will destroyanyonewho thinks otherwise."
Len shivered, his cock twitching where it pressed into her lower belly. "Gods, w-why is it soh-hotwhen you threaten murder?"
She chuckled, kissing him. "Because I threaten murder foryou. And you like being taken care of, pet." She licked and nibbled his throat, forcing a little cry from him that echoed in the large bathroom. He pressed further into her, his hips bucking in her grasp when she found the sweet spot on his neck that drove him wild.
Len still cradled in her arms, she made her way to the bed, desperate to show her husband how much she'd missed him all day.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Len On Top
LEN
HE'D BEENabsolutely desperate for Daega all day long despite her being right at his side for most of it; her being close enough to touch was pointless when hecouldn'ttouch her. But being in her arms, her big firm body pressed to his, her scent wrapping around him, he felt like he'd come home at last.
She dropped him on his back on the bed, making him bounce when he landed. He chuckled, scooting further onto the bed. "Rude," he huffed, grinning at her.
She prowled on after him slowly, the play of her muscles under her skin making his throat dry. Her proud horns jutted up, slicing through the air as she crawled up to him and claimed his lips in a fierce, hungry kiss. He moaned into her mouth, drinking down her taste and her little gasps, his hand coming up to cup the back of her head.
Her kiss gentled, growing slower and more languid as her hands began undoing buttons and slipping under his loosened clothes. Her hot hands on his cool skin made him shiver.
She broke the kiss, dipping her head to nuzzle at the crook of his neck. "Holy gods, did I miss you," she murmured into his throat, kissing and nuzzling her way down his body. "How are you always so sweet? So perfect?" She licked along his collarbone, settling in the hollow of his throat and breathing in deep again. "And to think such a pretty little thing is all mine." She drifted a little lower, nuzzling the tiny triangle of sparse hair right in the center of his chest.
"Daega—" he gasped, his chest cracking open wide with a swell of feeling for her. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close, tears burning at the backs of his eyes.
She must have heard something in his voice, her head lifting and her perfectly dark eyes meeting his.
She rolled off of him and onto her side, beckoning him close with open arms. He practically flung himself at her, burrowing into her body and clinging tight.
She kissed his temple, stroking his back and holding him just as firmly. "Are you alright, love?" she asked quietly, worry coloring her tone.
He nodded. "I-I think so?" He bit his lip, hesitating for a moment. "I think I just...needthisfor a moment."
"Of course, whatever you need, sweetling." She kissed him again. "Do you want to talk through anything?"
"No. You just—you make me sohappy. I don't know what t-to do with that. How to—tobehappy. It's so intense. But when you h-hold me like this i-it feels better. More...manageable."
She groaned. "Alright, now you’retryingto goad me into murder. Why else would you say something like that casually? You make it so I have no choice but to crack skulls."
He laughed, pulling back in surprise to look at her. Despite her griping, there was nothing but softness in her face as she looked at him. He kissed her again, wanting her closeness and her softness. She slowly deepened their kiss, plundering his mouth with her tongue and slanting her lips over his. This time he heated, arching into her touch and his cock thickening against his hip once more.
She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, tickling the delicate skin with the pointed tip of her tongue, and he was lost, something in him snapping and turning ravenous. He rolled on top of her with a growl, straddling her hips and grinding his cock into the searing heat between her legs. She gasped and moaned, tilting her hips and letting her legs fall open wide to accommodate his body. He kissed and nibbled at her mouth, leaning his weight on one arm while the other trailed down her body, kneading her small, pert breast and pinching the hard nipple until she cried out into his mouth. He swallowed her sounds, starving for them, craving more. He shoved the small cropped shirt she wore to bed up, breaking their kiss just long enough to pull it off her. He teased her breasts some more, the plush silkiness of them driving him mad. He ripped his mouth from hers, loving the dazed flush on her face, his mouth lowering onto the near-black pebbles of her nipples. She moaned as his mouth closed on her sensitive flesh, her hands cupping his head and her claws—retractable, she’d explained—scratching deliciously into his scalp.
While he got his fill of her breasts his hand slipped lower, skating over her flat, muscular belly to slip beneath the shorts she wore slung low on her hips. The Istarii Drakan didn't have much in the way of body hair, but Daega did have the littlest patch of dark curls over her pubic mound, the part closest to her slit wet with her arousal. He groaned and shuddered when he felt it, knowing that it was for him.He'ddone this to her. His finger dipped lower, tracing the wet seam of her before dipping past her soaking-wet lips to circle the swollen bud of her clit. She gasped, bucking her hips off the bed and gripping his forearm tight. She was too tall for him to still be able to kiss her and work her with his fingers.
But there were other things he could do with his mouth.
He grinned, pulling his hand free of her shorts so he could remove those, too. As soon as she was free of her clothes her legs fell open, knees spread wide in invitation. Len sucked in a shuddering breath, in awe of all the dusky flesh gleaming and open before him. Her musk teased at his nose and he dove in, licking a stripe right down the center of her, starting at her entrance and ending on her clit, both throbbing eagerly against his tongue. He grasped her smooth thighs, caressing the soft skin and holding her open for him.
