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kept the truth of his nature at bay until she could find him again and release the fire of his
soul. She almost missed the intricate detailing, but his tawny skin was too delectable to
warrant any real complaint.
 I can t wait, he whispered.
Cilia didn t think she could either. She crawled over to the bed and waited on her
hands and knees for Fiach to join her. His weight settled on the mattress as he moved
between her thighs. His hands kneaded her buttocks as he rubbed his crest along the outer
folds of her labia.
 I don t think I can do this. Fiach s voice strained.  I want to savor you, but& 
She knew the Fairy Dust still lingered in his system and coupled with their need to
reconnect, Cilia was unconcerned with being savored. She dropped to her elbows and
reached between their bodies. Her hand found his cock, and the length pulsed in her
hands. She rubbed his silken tip against her clit, but by the second pass, he had reached
down to angle the head and thrust into her pussy.
 You re so wet for me.
Her response was a scream as he surged forward until his balls rested against her
bottom. He jerked within her, but she knew he was unwilling to come so soon. He held
himself at her deepest core and waited for his control to return.
Cilia glanced over and saw the court had removed its clothing. Some Sidhe had
coupled and were intertwined on the floor, joining in the mating dance. Some pleasured
themselves, and still more stared transfixed on the spot where Fiach s body entered her
own.
But, the eye of one man caught her attention. His long, silver-white hair fell over his
shoulders to pool on the floor behind him. He was nude, and his long fingered hands were
stroking an impressive erection. He was sliding his palm slowly over the stalk of his
flesh, and she knew he was waiting on Fiach to set the pace for their release.
Her inner muscles rippled along Fiach s shaft. He threw his head back and groaned.
Cilia watched a flush rise to the cheeks of the man. His arousal fed her own.
Fiach withdrew until the head of his cock almost popped free of her tight sheath.
Then he thrust forward and seated himself completely. He pulled and surged with hard
steady strokes, and Cilia s eyes rolled closed. A muffled grunt drew them open, and she
watched as the Sidhe pumped his hand up and down his hard flesh; his hips pushed from
the floor in time with Fiach. A clear bead of liquid perched on the tip of his erection, and
Cilia knew he was ready to come. He only waited for them to claim their pleasure first.
She noticed Fiach looking down her back to see where her gaze had gone. He
followed her line of sight to the Sidhe who fought for control. Fiach grinned and
whispered,  Should I make him work for it?
Cilia nodded fervently.  I want you to come. Now.
Fiach swiveled his hips against her bottom before making two long strokes, each
hard enough to press her face into the mattress and cut her off her air supply. He grabbed
her hips and pulled her flush against his hips as his orgasm roared to life. He growled his
release and rocked against her as the heat of his ejaculation burned her tender core. She
peeked at the man again in time to see his hand coax his own explosion. Milky liquid
spurted from his tip and coated his fingers. Cilia s orgasm bloomed as she watched him
smooth his fingers down his softening cock, coating the proof of his desire around it.
In the afterglow, Cilia noticed all the couples now sat apart. No one rushed to cleanse
the proof of their fulfillment; they simply lounged, sated and blissful.
Fiach pulled free and rolled Cilia into his arms.  Did you enjoy yourself?
Cilia blushed and hid her face against his shoulder.
 I liked watching as well, he confided.
Cilia looked up and saw the truth in his eyes.
 But I will never share you.
She laughed.  I wouldn t share you either, she gestured to the room full of watcher,
 but I enjoyed this.
He nuzzled her cheek.  Perhaps we can enjoy it again sometime? As spectators
instead of spectacle?
 I would like that very much. But now I just want some time alone with my mate.
Fiach didn t look up; he simply said,  You heard her. My D Ame and I have lost
time to make up for. The spectators left.
Cilia giggled until he lifted her leg over his hip and entered her. Then all she could
do was bite her lip. He steadied her shoulders and glided gently into her still wet sheath.
He pushed her gently to climax, and her muscles milked the fiery liquid from his body.
He spoke her name as he filled her. Their mingled fluids coated their thighs and made the
skin there tingle.
 I love you, she whispered as she let the warmth and security of Fiach s body
encase her and lull her to sleep.
Chapter Seven
A timid knocking roused Fiach from a light sleep. Cilia still rested in his arms; his
thigh still locked her lower body to his. He lifted his leg and rolled away; he tossed the
sheet over her hips and went to answer the door.
Rois waited on the other side. She looked down. He was erect and now that he was
awake, the same coursing need from the night before was quickly making his cock bob in
eagerness. His skin was still damp from the restless hours spent in bed wanting Cilia but [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]