Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 162269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 811(@200wpm)___ 649(@250wpm)___ 541(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 162269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 811(@200wpm)___ 649(@250wpm)___ 541(@300wpm)
“We need to make the stones,” he declared.
“The…what?”
He snapped at her again, literally, with dreadful teeth.
“We must make the stones,” he decreed, bent to her, and she again reared away.
But he was only preparing to dig his heels into their horse and start galloping.
Something he did.
Toward what, she did not know.
To where, she had no idea.
But clearly, he sought the stones, whatever they were.
One thing she knew they were…
They were important.
Thus, she hoped to the goddess, along the way, she was able to discover how to stop him.
Queen Elena
Bedchamber of the Prince and Princess Regent, Sky Citadel, Sky Bay
AIREN
With my tongue, I traced my mark on Cassius that adorned the skin above his handsome cock.
“Please tell me I did not make a mistake with this and my wife pays it all her attention and does not give it where it is needed,” Cassius growled.
I lifted my eyes to him, wrapped my fingers around the member in need, then licked it from root to tip.
His eyes went midnight.
“Come here,” he murmured.
“I’m doing something,” I told him, then kept licking.
“My queen, come here.”
That made me go there.
I crawled up his body, but before he could speak, I put my fingers to his lips.
“I am not your queen,” I whispered. “I am your princess. Even when you are king and I am your queen, please, Cass, don’t call me that anymore. Since we started, I’ve been your princess, and you my prince.”
Another growl emitted from him, his arms locked around me, and he rolled us over clouds of pink organza (for, in divesting me of my dress, there was so much of it, tossing it aside didn’t get it very far).
He did this negotiating his hips between my legs along the way and entering me splendidly when he had me to my back.
His thrusts were not languid.
“Yes, sweetheart,” I whispered my encouragement, my eyes drifting closed, my body jolting in taking his drives.
“Look at me,” he grunted. “I want to see my night in your eyes.”
His new obsession, giving the night to me.
As well as mine.
“Yes,” I breathed, giving him what he desired and opening my eyes.
“My princess,” he ground out.
“My prince,” I gasped.
“My wife,” he bit.
“My husband,” I said.
“There it is,” he whispered, staring into my eyes, his expression shifting from fierce to soft.
Then he kissed me.
And then he made love to me.
Under an Airenzian moon.
That shone from the ceiling of our bedchamber.
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The Discussion
Princess Selena
Outskirts of Dunlyn
AIREN
The whipping about ended, and her feet struck ground walking as she formed, Chu’s arms about her face-to-face meant he formed too, walking backward.
And as Brix was on Chu’s back and Gal was on hers, they formed too.
They stopped, Chu standing strong, Serena not the same, and both gnomes immediately jumped to the ground.
But Serena swayed.
“That was bloody humiliating,” Brix groused.
“Mouse,” Chu murmured, dipping his face down to hers.
“We could hardly make hundreds of miles in a trice if we hadn’t done it,” Gal retorted to Brix.
“Serena,” Chu whispered.
“If you tell anyone I climbed aboard a man’s back and rode the magical plane, I will gut you,” Brix threatened Gal.
Chu cupped Serena’s face in both hands and clipped, “My love.”
“Who am I going to tell? I rode a woman,” Gal retorted. “And not in the manner I prefer.”
Chu took her by the shoulders and shook her.
“Serena!” he barked in her face.
“I need a minute,” she whispered, staring, unseeing at his chin.
Chu put pressure on her shoulders until she was on her arse on the ground.
He then crouched before her, pulled her cloak about her, undid and swung off his mantle, and he tossed that about her as well, pulling it close under her chin.
“Too much?” he asked.
She nodded.
“What’s happening?” Gal queried, coming to stand to one side of Serena.
“She’s used too much magic,” Chu said, staring into her eyes. “That’s it. Keep looking at me.”
“I’m fine, Chu, I just need a minute,” she muttered.
“Take it, but do it looking at me,” he ordered.
Overprotective and overbearing.
She did not make note of that.
She did as asked and took her minute looking at him.
Brix was at her other side, where he queried, “I thought she drew down a bunch to top herself up?”
“She just transported four bodies halfway across Airen, you fool,” Gal bit out, his words aimed at Brix, his worried gaze on Serena.
For once, Brix ignored Gal, and he did so in order to state to Chu, “That’s it. She’s out. So are you. You’ll take care of her and Gal and I’ll take care of that situation.”
And with that, he jerked a thumb toward Dunlyn.
“I’m not out,” Serena said.
“You can’t even stand, missy,” Brix retorted.
She turned her head to him and said slowly. “I. Am. Not. Out.”
“You are,” he retorted, and when she opened her mouth, he lifted a hand her way and shook his head. “For now. Hunker down here. Chant to your goddess to fill the well, or whatever it is you witches do. You’ll do the mission no good going in not at your best. We’ll head in, make contact with the others, get the lay of the land, come back and report.”