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I quickly followed her over the edge. I would follow her anywhere.
My orgasm bolted down my spine, my hips pistoning in an almost frantic beat as I climaxed inside of her. A growl I hardly recognized as mine ripped free from my throat while I rode the high of being with this woman.
Then I immediately took her again against the door, hardly slowing, unable to ever get enough of this beautiful star.
And then I took her again in the bed.
When I was finally sated—for now—Nera wrapped herself around me and slept in the rose-petaled bed. While I continued to hold her close, I checked my communicator for messages from Axxel.
His latest one read,So, you’re just going to ignore your High Sword because you’re too famous now? Cool, cool.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled. I probably should keep him better updated, but I’d have to choose my words carefully in case Nera somehow overheard. He would not be happy to hear about Emjay’s attack, but he’d be relieved to know that I’d hidden the weapon.
I’d deal with Axxel later. First, a king’s feast from the spread of food the show had laid out for us.
When Nera finally woke the next morning, I was emerging from the closet with a machete…as you do from any closet on this planet, apparently.
“You’ll be happy to know,” I told her, “or maybe you’ll be just as confused as I am, that machetes aren’t in short supply here. Just search through all the sex toys at the top of any closet.”
“Okay…weird. But good to know.” She stretched her arms up over her head, which slipped the red satin sheet from her nipples.
Groaning, I stalked toward her, summoned by her nipples’ spell over me. She laughed when I crawled between her legs and then released a sexy sigh when I sucked one into my mouth. It took one stroke of my scaled tongue to harden it, eliciting a long shudder from Nera. I peaked the other too, rolling it under my palm and arching her off the bed closer to me.
“I love what you do to me, Maxx,” she said, breathless.
“It’s nothing compared to what you do to me.” I licked and sucked my way up to her neck, kissed her fluttering pulse, and smoothed her bedhead hair.
Not to tame it but just to touch it.
“Lies. You drive me absolutely…wild.” She moaned then when my fingers found her drenched heat, and her swollen clit throbbed against my flicking, swirling thumb.
I loved her like this, loved when she craved me as much as I craved her. Unbidden, that craving shoved against the flat of her stomach with a slow roll of my hips. My kaxxui slipped free almost immediately for yet another round, their forked tongues flicking, their bodies sliding up and down my rigid length to harden me to near painful.
They often jerked me off like that, but I knew the only way I’d be fully satisfied was if I was inside Nera. Right fuxxing now.
I groaned at the feel of her body as I shed my pants. I shuddered when I sucked her lower lip into my mouth while my kaxxui slid into her to ready her for me. I saw stars when I finally sank into her.
So. Slowly. Taking my time rather than the carnal, beastly fuxxing we’d done last night.
We fit together so well, but joined as we were, this still wasn’t close enough. For both of us. We clung to each other, Nera’s hands tangled in my hair and one of mine wrapped tightly around her hips to thrust myself in deeper.
I wanted all of her to be mine, again and again and again. I wanted to worship at her altar for an eternity. I wanted my hearts to stop fuxxing clenching when she wasn’t by my side.
She came apart in my arms then with a sexy cry that I consumed with my kiss. Her muscles locked powerfully around me, milking my own orgasm to the surface until it ripped through me with the force of a thousand exploding suns.
After we came down from our highs, with plenty of aftershocks and deep, searing kisses, we held to each other as the morning sun began to blaze around the edges of the satin curtains.
We were both quiet, perfectly content in the comfortable silence, when we both stiffened at the faintest sound at the front door.
Our gazes locked. Questions buzzed between us.
Putting my finger to her lips, I pulled out, crawled off of her, and stepped to the floor with silent feet. Without even realizing it, I’d set my newfound machete on the table when I’d been cast under Nera’s nipple spell. I picked it up, my gaze stuck to the door—and what lay on the floor in front of it.
A leaf.
As big as the ones in the jungle. Did Miekil bring this?
Silently, Nera sat up and watched me, clutching the sheet to her chest. From her vantage, I doubted she could see the leaf.
