Chapter 45
We arrived back at the suite that Ozzy had given us, and he had certainly created a space to impress. It was all soft whites and golden accents. The windows were open and blew the sheer curtains aside, revealing a beautiful view of the massive oasis next to the Necropolis.
Isadora showed up shortly after we'd stepped into the suite.
I blinked and did a double take at Ozzy’s fiancée. "Shouldn't you go be with Ozzy? I mean, he just got unimprisoned."
She waved a hand to dismiss the thought. "I'd just be a distraction to him right now. We both know that he needs to reestablish himself after all that, so I dodged away before I managed to get either of us in trouble."
"You? Trouble?" Almeria asked in surprise.
Isadora looked flattered, smiling at Almeria before turning back to me.
"You may not have been planning to stay long, but Ozzy heard enough, and he's going to make sure he can get you the most recent scouting that he can before you leave.
So, he asked that you stay a couple days to let him get a handle on the latest. Of course, in that time, if there's anything you need, I'd be happy to get it for you.
I already sent someone to fetch you a change of clothes. "
"I have plenty in my spatial ring," I said.
She shot me a look as if I was an idiot. "Almeria, please let me spoil you at least some. I want to stay on good terms with Bran’s latest wife. Though you pick them up so fast, I'm going to have trouble keeping up." She winked at me.
I opened my mouth to say something to that, then wisely thought better of it and instead bobbed my head in agreement. "Well, thank you. Be sure to spoil the shit out of Almeria. That would make me plenty happy."
"You're very welcome. We'll have food brought up in a few hours. As far as I'm concerned, you two can treat this as a honeymoon," she told us.
"Thank you for your hospitality," I said with a quick bow. "Hopefully, Ozzy's situation improves quickly."
"Yes, well, we have a few skulls to crack, as I understand it. A few too many of the elders around here went along with much of the previous leadership, when they should have known better."
"I do not envy the task set before him right now," I said with a shake of my head.
"Thank you again," Almeria said with a bright smile. “I think we are good for the moment.”
Isadora took that as a dismissal and quickly left the suite like she suddenly had an emergency that needed her attention.
"Well, it looks like things are going well here. We just need to kill a few days." I turned to Almeria.
"I think her idea of treating this like a honeymoon isn't too bad an option." Almeria glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, watching my reaction closely while trying not to.
"Probably not," I said, stepping closer to her and offering my hand.
But she went one step forward and grabbed me as she pulled me down onto the bed with hungry lips.
I blinked for a second, replayed the last minute of conversation, but my brain short-circuited as I felt the press of her body against mine. Whatever had led to this, I was happy to follow along with the beautiful woman in my arms.
Her lips were soft as they brushed hungrily against mine.
My hands wandered over Almeria. Compared to the others, she was firmer, her body more athletic and lithe with flexibility. I cupped my hands around her hips and pushed her down onto the bed.
Almeria moaned against me, her lips opening in a breathless sigh as I pulled away. Her eyes fluttered open to regard me with a bright smile.
"You called me your wife," she said with the kind of smile that no man would dare ruin.
"I did," I said, not dodging this conversation. "Do you like it when I call you my wife?"
She nodded.
"Wife," I repeated breathily, leaning close to her ear.
Almeria's whole body shivered in delight. "Yes," she said, barely above a whisper.
With our faces so close, she tucked herself into the crook of my neck and nuzzled me. "More," she whispered, as delicate as silk.
"Wife," I said again, this time squeezing her ass.
She grabbed onto me with the same intensity I imagined a sailor would cling to the last flotsam from a shipwreck.
"Just rest here, my dear. You've been such an incredible woman. A partner. A wife," I told her, feeling her body shake against me as she clung to me.
I wondered if I could tempt her so far as to get her to orgasm from praise alone. I was not sure if that was even possible, but the woman in front of me seemed to be barreling towards that peak.
I hummed as if there were a consideration I hadn't yet decided on.
Almeria had turned into a puddle in my arms. She was mine to mold and use right now.
"I suppose you deserve that much," I said with a grin, lifting her chin and kissing her again.
This kiss was straightforward, pressing our lips together and simply imagining pouring my love into the connection between us.
Almeria molded herself to me, her body becoming soft and supple like easily molded clay as she pressed herself against me. "More?" she asked, but from the look in her eyes, it was less of a question and more of a plea.
I scooped her up gently before pressing her to the bed. I began peeling her clothes off slowly.
Each layer was a new delicate temptation to remove, another barrier between us that parted effortlessly. Almeria twisted and lifted herself to allow each morsel of fabric to fall free with the gentlest of tugs.
With each one, her eyes begged me to keep going and to touch her.
My own hands eagerly worked their way from top to bottom, ensuring nothing stood between us. "Good girl," I said as I pulled more off, and she shivered with delight.
Simone enjoyed her own dose of praise kink, and so this was nothing new, but the level of her reaction was amusing, nonetheless.
As I stood over her, my present completely unwrapped in her full glory, she looked up at me.
"Now, do me." I opened my arms wide, and she slipped out from under me, coming to her knees and undressing me piece by piece, sliding my clothes down and putting them to the side with a reverent efficiency.
"Lord Bran," she breathed as she pulled my last article free. Her eyes ran from head to toe, drinking me in with a look of near-mild desperation to get to the next part.
I gently put her back on the bed, laying her down on her back and parting her legs.
She breathed, "Lord Bran..." she began, and I held a finger up.
"Bad. No 'Lord' in bed," I said with narrowed eyes in a firm tone that made her whimper as she bit her lip and nodded.
"Later?" she asked with a touch of apprehension. It seemed she wanted this.
"Later," I relented. "Just not the first time."
I knelt between her legs, my tongue slipping into her warm and sticky folds. Already, her thick honey was clinging to my tongue as I rolled it in and out, giving her lips and her labia equal attention.
As Almeria began to pant with breathy moans, she cried out, "Bran!" throwing her head back and twisting her fingers into my hair, curling a lock as I could feel the tension where she struggled not to grab on tight, pull, and hold on with all her strength.
Instead, it was the awkwardness of not quite knowing what to do with her hands.
I glanced up, thinking some positive affirmation might be best, smiling at her and slowly enunciating, "Good girl."
She threw her head back and rolled into a small, lip-biting round of pleasure.
"Such a good girl," I repeated and came up from where I was between her legs. I was hard enough that I could drill right through a steel wall. But that would have been an effort in futility, because there was something far better right before me.
As I rose over Almeria, her eyes went wide, tracking my erect member as a flicker of doubt rolled through her features.
"I don't know if I can..." she began.
I shook my head. "You'll be fine. Trust me." I eased the tip against her, only to feel substantial resistance.
Even with a little oral, she was still tense for this.
I leaned down, wrapping my body over her, and began kissing her before moving down from her lips to the soft, tender neck of her flesh and finding her breasts, nibbling on her areolas, nibbling on her stiff peaks before switching to quick flicks of my tongue, all while my hands massaged every soft inch of her form.
"Venthra was wrong," she murmured.
I paused, looking up at her as I eased my hips ever so slightly forward.
"What about Venthra?"
"Borrsons were all size and no skill. I think you've proven she was plenty wrong," Almeria said without batting an eyelash.
"Well, thank you," I said, taking a nipple between my lips and sucking it hard enough that it had her full attention while my hips shifted forward, sinking another inch into her.
I slowly began to drag myself in and out as my hands continued to caress her soft, firm curves, cupping her ass and using the motion to push in just a little farther, stretching Almeria out inch by inch, feeling her tight walls clamp down on me hard enough that I twitched excitedly inside of her.
In what felt like no time at all, I had managed to bury myself to the hilt.
As I leaned forward and kissed her temple, I said, "Good girl."
She cried out, her walls squeezing and pulsing, trying to milk me before she lay back, relaxing. "So good," she said with a face that looked close to drooling with pleasure.
"I'm that good?" I asked. "If you think it's good already, I'm afraid I have a few things to show you." I grabbed her tight bubble butt and began to bounce her against my hips, squeezing and pushing her deeper with each stroke.
As Almeria's eyes lost focus beneath me, she slowly succumbed to a slow-rolling torrent of pleasure until I was deep inside of her and thrusting all the way to her womb.
With her head thrown back and eyes rolling in pleasure, her arms came around to hold tightly to my shoulders before she mashed her lips to mine in a hungry, insatiable desire to go until the two of us were fully mashed into one.
"Need more," she panted.
I chuckled, kissed her softly, and didn't let up for a second as I tried to break the bed.
Her legs wrapped around behind me and pushed and pulled me with remarkable strength and enough desperation to drive me absolutely feral.
I reached up, grabbed her by the roots of her hair, and pulled it back to give me more leverage, slamming her down over top of me until she was little more than a gasping, orgasmic, moaning lump in my hands.
“Best. Day. Ever.” She breathed heavily between each word.
I growled, and she didn't manage more than a cry as her legs locked around me by the ankles. I suspect it was a wrestling move she learned more than any other reaction, and I slammed one last time as her core pulsed and tightened, squeezing me dry.
As I began spurting ropes of seed inside of her, I put her down in the bed, both of us panting from the action, and kissed her gently on the lips before meeting her eyes.
In my deepest, rumbliest voice, I praised her. "A good girl."
She shuddered. I felt her clench, and her fluids ran between our junction. Almeria closed her eyes with a very contented smile plastered on her face.
"It's so good," she said, grabbing me and pulling me down to snuggle. "And don't pull out just yet. I like how full you make me feel."
"And once you do, it's going to start to leak," I added.
"I like it right now. I am stuffed to the brim and so full, completely and undeniably yours, Lord.
" She said it with a slow, purposeful movement of her lips that couldn't help but draw my eyes down to them as I kissed the delicate pink petals, drawing out their sweetness while I couldn't help but grin.
"You are beautiful, and I am so incredibly lucky," I told her.
Almeria smiled and wrapped her arms around my shoulder tightly for a soft kiss that lasted long enough that I began to sway my hips again.
She glanced down at our junction. "Wait, you're hard," she said, sounding confused.
Only for me to frown at her. "You didn't think this stopped at just once, did you?"
She opened her mouth to answer and then quickly clacked it closed, kissing me with a new, excited fervor. "Of course not," she very clearly lied and kissed me deeply again before rolling to the side and lifting just a single leg high in the air.
"I've always wanted to try it like this," she said, blushing so deeply I was worried that something was wrong.
I kissed her again and thrust forward, only for her to cry out in excitement.