Chapter Twenty-Three
"You want us to take her and sell her to a pleasure house?" Gyula asked, frowning at Lord Reeve. They had been summoned to his private chambers and he was now sitting and facing him and Fala.
Reeve had been thinking this over ever since he talked to Bertos. Bertos wanted the female dead. He wanted Reeve to make it look as if she had taken her own life because of what the Ganglians had done but Bertos had never seen her. A pleasure house would pay an exorbitant price for her and Reeve needed it. She could die there , Reeve would profit and no one would be the wiser.
"Yes. We cannot allow one such as her to sully the title Empress even for a moment."
"The Emperor will kill us!" Fala exclaimed, the smart one of the two.
"He will never know it was you. I will arrange it to look as if Veron, his most trusted Captain, has taken her and you are pursuing him , proving to the Emperor that you are both fit and worthy warriors."
"What's in it for us?" Fala demanded.
Reeve’s eyes hardened as he looked at Fala. “Is it not enough that you will be back in the Emperor’s guard? That all will know what fit and worthy males you are?”
“No.” Fala said.
“Fala…” Gyula looked worriedly from Reeve to his friend.
“We are taking all the chances Gyula. We are the ones that will die if caught.” Fala said and Gyula’s jaw snapped shut, his eyes returning to Reeve.
“What do you want?” Reeve demanded.
“First, half of whatever the pleasure house pays you.”
“What!” Reeve surged out of his chair enraged. He needed all she brought.
“Half!” Fala shouted back not intimidated at all by his Lord, he never had been. Reeve would never have survived if he hadn’t been a Lord’s offspring.
Reeve slowly sat back down. “Agreed.”
“Second,” Fala went on knowing he had him now. “We each get a turn at her en-route.”
“As long as you don’t damage her I don’t care. If you lower her value it comes out of your half.”
“Agreed.”
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
Wray stood at the side of the bed watching Kim as she rested. Goddess, the only way this sight could get more beautiful was if she were in his bed, in his chambers in Torino. When she suddenly jerked and cried out, he was instantly by her side.
“Kim.” He said, leaning over gently rubbing her arm. “Kim. Wake up.” He wrapped his arms around her as she suddenly jerked up screaming. The nightmares came every night and he didn’t expect it any less tonight, especially not after her conversation with Tora… but he had hoped. Hoped that someday the Goddess would take them away.
“I’m here Kim. I’m here.” He whispered into her ear as he pulled her into his arms.
“Wray?” The fear and uncertainly in her voice broke Wray’s heart.
“I’m here Kim. You are safe.”
“I was dreaming… about Jen…” Kim raised drenched eyes to his. “She was screaming for me to help her and I turned my back on her.”
“You would never do that my Kim ,” Wray reassured her, “and neither would I. It was just Daco playing on your fears.”
“Daco? Who’s Daco?” She asked, taking a stuttering breath as she tried to let go of the fear left by the nightmare. She knew she was safe. She was with Wray.
“Daco is the lower God who stole the Goddess from her mate. Remember?”
“ Oh yeah, Warriors from House Berto saved her before she was forced to Join with him.”
“Yes. He is the God of destruction and pain. He likes to use one ’s fears and insecurities against them.”
“ The stuff of nightmares.”
“Yes. He would like nothing be tter than to destroy you Kim. His goal is to take all that is good and bright and make it dark and terrible.”
“Like he did with Emperor Lucan .” She said softly burrowing into his chest.
“What?” Wray asked, looking down at her sharply. “Why would you think that?”
“I don’t know, it just seems fitting don’t you think? Lucan's line stopped Daco from abusing the Goddess. What better way to extract his revenge than to cause her most favored warrior to commit the same crime?”
“I…” Wray looked down at her in shock. He has never considered that before. Could what she thought be true? It would explain so much. There had been a time when Emperor Lucan had been considered a great Emperor. He had ended many wars, had brought all the species closer, but all that had been forgotten when his crimes had been revealed. “I never considered that.”
“ Hmm.” Kim brought her hand up slipping under Wray’s shirt to rub his chest. “So did you and Tora finish discussing what I shouldn’t know?” She asked, tweaking his nipple playfully.
“Yes.” Wray’s voice caught at her playfulness. “So , it’s going to be like that, is it?” He asked, twisting so he was lying beneath her on the bed. If she wanted to play, he would let her play. Anything to drive away the darkness that had been in her eyes when he had woken her from her nightmare.
“It’s going to be exactly like that.” Kim told him as she straddled his hips, tearing his shirt down his arms , knowing he was allowing her to pin them to his side. “I’ve been missing you all day.” She said, leaning down to kiss his chest. “I’ve wanted to touch you… kiss you… love you…” her voice trailing off as her tongue trailed down his chest to his clenching abs.
“Then do it , Kim.” Wray said, groaning as she nipped at his abs.
“I will.” She told him. “Tonight I am taking what I want. What I will always want. You, Wray.” She pulled her mouth from his tantalizing skin to let him see the truth in her eyes. He was what mattered to her. Just him.
Releasing his shirt , her hands went to his pants, stroking his already hard shaft several times before she finally opened his bulging pants, allowing him to spring into her waiting hands.
Kim knew she would never tire of this… of touching Wray like this, especially tonight. Somehow, he knew she needed to be in control, needed to feel like there was something in her new life she could control and he let it be him.
Only a male, conf ident in who he was, confident in the female above him, could do such a thing. Kim would make sure she never gave him cause to regret it.
“Lift your hips , my love.” She whispered, her hot breath bathing his shaft with its moist heat. When he did, she quickly pulled his pants down, lightly scraping her nails over his skin as she went, causing him to shiver.
“Kim…” Wray growled warningly.
“What , Wray?” she asked, her mouth a hair’s breadth away from the tip of his engorged shaft.
“Kiss me.” He begged.
“You mean like this?” she asked, leaning down to kiss the tip of his shaft before opening her mouth to take him inside.
“Goddess , Kim!” Wray shouted, his hips thrusting up, choking her before she wrapped both hands around the base of his shaft, so she could control the depths of his thrusts.
Back in control, she swirled her tongue around his shaft, as if he were a dripping ice cream cone , one she didn’t want to miss a drop of. And she didn’t. He tasted too good. Finally making her way back to the tip she licked at the pre-cum that was starting to pulse out.
“No more , Kim!” Wray demanded. Finally freeing his hands from his shirt, he sat up. Gripping her night covering he pulled it off, forcing her mouth away from its treat. “I need to be inside you!” He said, gripping her hips, he lifted her and positioned her opening over the throbbing head of his shaft, his arms trembling.
Wray’s eyes bored into hers and Kim knew he was waiting for her permission. For her to tell him it was okay for him to take control and in doing so he gave it back to her.
“I need you inside me , Wray.” She said, bracing her hands on his chest as he slowly lowered her, impaling her on his engorged shaft. “Yes.” She groaned her head falling back at the sensations filling her.
Wray knew he would never see anything as beautiful as his Kim, finding her pleasure. Taking it, from him. The brush of a lush breast against his cheek had his mouth latching on to its pebbled nipple, drawing it deep.
"Wray!" Kim cried out, her womb contrac ting around him as he devoured her breast, all the while moving her up and down his shaft, hitting that sweet spot again and again. "More, Wray! Goddess more!" She cried out as she wrapped her arms around his head, pulling it to her other breast that was begging for his attention.
Wray immediately devoured what she offered . Feasting on her as if she were his last meal and knew no God had ever feasted as well. Gripping her hips, he held her, stilling her movements, knowing he was too close to losing control and refusing to go without her.
Sliding his thumbs down, he slid them along the seam where they were joined, glorying in the sensation and found her tight nub. Teasing that precious jewel in a way he knew drove her crazy, he pulled her down as he thrust up one last time, pressing his shaft directly into 'that' spot and exploded, sending them both to paradise.