Chapter Four
V al was woken up by voices, but she curled up against the king and returned to restful sleep. He was shockingly comfortable. Warm and steady.
The previous night had been tiring, and her day’s work hadn’t helped.
Her internal clock woke her, and she sat up with a jolt. There was a groan, and the king rubbed his face to look at her. “You weren’t kidding.”
She looked down, and she was still wearing her sundress.
She blinked. “Right. Thanks for that.”
He sat up and chuckled. “You will know when you share my bed for pleasure. I promise. This was just getting you used to being in a bed with me.”
She snorted and leaned forward. Her hair swung, and she sighed. “My hair tie?”
“Lost to the ages.”
She snorted and checked her watch. She had half an hour before she had to leave, but she wanted to find a shower.
She looked at him and was going to ask, but he was gorgeous in the early morning. His chest was the same buff tan as his face, his hair was long and loose, the point of his ears was more obvious, and his eyes were sexy and sleepy. She stared.
He looked at her and smiled slightly. “Yes?”
“You are gorgeous.”
He chuckled. “Thank you. You can grab a shower through that panel there.”
She nodded and rolled off the bed, swaying for a moment before she headed for the shower.
It took her a few moments to get the hang of things, but when she was scrubbed and clean, she smelled like his soap. That was going to haunt her for the rest of the day.
She had her hair in a wet braid, but she was dressed and far more awake than she had been before.
She walked out, and the king was standing and looking out at the pre-dawn world as the light slowly started in the distance. He was wearing his skin and nothing else. She blinked and said softly, “Where did my shoes and purse end up?”
He turned toward her and smiled. “Over here.”
She followed him as he walked toward the main door and saw her shoes on a shelf in the wardrobe, with her purse tucked next to it. She picked up her phone and flicked it on. Bailey was giving her the day off.
She looked to the king and smiled. “Well, it was interesting, and I hope you got the answers you wanted.”
“I think I want to ask so much more. You have to go to work?”
Val put her shoes on and was honest. “No. Bailey is giving me a day off.”
Arms wrapped around her, and she felt his lips at her neck. “Come back to bed.”
“Why?”
“I need you.”
She turned toward him, and she said, “You are a morning riser?”
He chuckled. “Anytime, really.”
“Fine.”
He was stunned. “Really?”
“Do you want me to say no?”
He lifted her, carried her to his bed, and her shoes were removed and tucked to one side.
Same with her purse. She was sitting up and watching.
He slipped his hands under her skirt and removed her panties, then lifted the dress off her and dropped it to one side.
The bra got a little more care, but when that was gone, he knelt in front of her and pressed his forehead between her breasts.
She got nervous because she was remembering how violent her response to his mouth had been.
He looked up at her and smiled. “Hello, beauty.”
She stroked his jaw and ran her thumb across his lips. “Hello, Amori.”
His eyes lit up, her braid unravelled, and mage fire dried her. “Hearing my name from your lips...”
She smiled. “I do remember your lips.”
His grin got wide; he rose up and tackled her to the bed. He held her hands above her head and whispered, “Say it again.”
She looked up at him and then said softly, “Hello, Amori.”
His eyes glowed. He rolled his head on his neck, and his ears got a lot taller and more canine.
His green-amber eyes were now firmly amber.
His colouration around his face was more.
Just more. Cheekbones looked higher; the widow’s peak came down further.
He looked very much like a fox. When his lips parted, his sharp teeth were also on display.
“Hello, Heyval. You look beautiful.”
“You look pretty but sort of sharp.”
He laughed and shrugged. “This magic wanted to be with you, so I let it out a little.”
She blinked. “It gets a vote?”
He nodded. “When I think it will benefit you.”
She leaned to the side and exhaled. “No tails.”
“No, not unless you want them out.”
“Well, I am highly ticklish, so for now, I will say, another time.”
He beamed. “Music to my ears.” The ears in question twitched.
“So, we are both naked. Now what?”
He leaned down to kiss her softly. “Now we get to learn without time constraint and without fear.” He released her arms and loomed over her.
“You are talking about me.”
“Yes, Heyval, we definitely are.”
She smiled and looped her arms around his neck, holding him close as her mouth met his. It took some care to move past his fangs, but she managed it, and he gave her an encouraging sound.
She moved against him and let her body rub against his chest, her nipples scraping against his skin as she let her enjoyment run wild.
He groaned and lifted his head. She whimpered as he pulled away. He stroked her cheek and chuckled as he kissed her softly and then moved down to kiss her neck, biting gently, chuckling when she shivered.
He licked his way to her breasts and nuzzled and sucked, causing her to clench her thighs together.
He made a soft sound and continued to move from left to right, causing fire to bloom in her body until it cascaded through her in a release that he had been watching for.
She gasped and twitched, covering her face.
He lifted his head and absently stroked her breasts. “Why embarrassed?”
“I...”
“It’s lovely. It is not as common as romance novels and porn would have you believe.”
She laughed. “Thank you for that comparison.”
He leaned down and kissed her belly. “My pleasure.”
He licked and kissed his way down her belly and then parted her thighs and settled between them.
Feeling the silky caress of his hair and the occasional flick of his ears made the stroke of his tongue so much worse because she could see it happening.
When he slid his fingers into her, she covered her mouth to stop any sounds. He looked up her body and said, “I want to hear you, Heyval. Please let me have it.”
She blinked and met his gaze. “I don’t think that’s going to happen.”
He smiled and ran his hand over her hip, still between her thighs. He slid his fingers into her, and Val tried just to feel. His thumb pressed her clit as he lazily stroked into her, but once she had reached some point he could see, he slid over her and into her.
The breath got stuck in her lungs as he loomed over her and fitted himself into her. He met her gaze while his body fitted to hers. There were no twinges, no aches, just pleasure.
When he was completely in, he smiled. “This was the only time I have used that spell, and it is worth every bit of study.”
She blinked. “The... oh.”
“I don’t want you to feel a moment of discomfort in my arms.”
She chuckled. “From what I have overheard over the years, isn’t there supposed to be a little discomfort?”
He chuckled. “Yes. I should have said I don’t want you feeling pain when I am inside you.”
She blinked, and her hips started to move without her thinking about it. It wasn’t a jerk; it was a slow forward-to-back rock, and Amori’s eyes fluttered as he groaned. She froze. “Was that wrong?”
“No, Heyval. It was right. Very right.” He kissed her softly. “Can you do it again?”
She slowly relaxed, and her hips began moving again. She shuddered as the movement stroked parts of her that she hadn’t considered sensitive. Val moved faster, and then she shuddered as her channel gripped him tight in slow pulses.
“Oh, beauty, you are a quick study.”
She felt the flush of embarrassment over her entire body. “This is easier if I can’t watch you reacting.”
“That will eventually become part of the pleasure, but I understand. It is always difficult to be watched while learning a new skill.”
Val looked at him, and he was smiling at her. She reflexively smiled back, and he started to move inside her, his hips slowly rocking back and then his cock sliding into her before the drag and thrust repeated.
She swallowed and didn’t know where to look. He must have caught on because he bent and kissed her while he continued to move smoothly. Her breathing and his caught and picked up speed as sweat bloomed between them.
She held him and drew her nails down his back, and then he shifted to one arm, eased his fingers between them, and a light pressure on her clit made her gasp and a second made her moan as she came apart.
He whispered, “Say my name.”
“Amori.”
He shuddered, and she felt something lock between them as he held himself in her.
She kept her head turned to the side, and he had to lean over her to kiss her lips again. “Thank you for that, my beauty.”
“Flattering words from a man prettier than I am.” She pressed her lips to his.
He was still inside her, and she could feel the fluttering of her body around the occupant of her sex.
She sighed and stroked his back. She was hungry. The thought came from nowhere, but she was. Normally, she would have eaten and been off to work by now.
He chuckled. “Thinking about the pizza?”
She frowned and leaned back. “Yeah. How do you know?”
“You had a look on your face.” He grinned. “Shall I feed you, beauty?”
“Is it a trick, Amori?”
He shivered, and his ears wiggled. “No tricks. You rise early for work. You probably would have eaten by now.”
“You are correct.” She glanced down. “Are you done?”
He laughed. “For this encounter, yes. My hope is that you become as familiar with my body as I am with yours, but for now, we will go in search of sustenance for you.”
“Oh, so you want me to use my mouth on you?”
He shivered, and his ears wiggled. “Absolutely.”
She nodded. “I will figure it out.”
“Oh, I want to help.”
Understanding hit. “That’s what the sounds are good for.”
“Yes, beauty, that is exactly what they are good for.”
“So, um. How do I ask this?”
“What?”