Her fingers continued to play with his balls, but he’d moved past the need for stimulation there. The root of his c**k ached to be touched, and he grabbed her free hand, clasping it around his length. Now she held him in every way possible.
Daaron dropped both his hands to the bed, bracing himself to keep from thrusting his hips up and hurting her. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked him, erotic in her abandon. He’d never been so aroused in his entire life.Never. In that moment he thanked the Goddess for their strange marriage, regardless of how irregularly it had begun.
In fact, he couldn’t figure out why he’d waited so long to take her. It would have been so easy to sneak up and steal her braids in the lab at night. Back then it had never occurred to him that he wanted her for longer than an evening. Now he knew better.
Tessa belonged to him and he’d die before giving her up.
Her head flew up and down, fingers squeezing him tightly as he shuddered with need and the first tremors of approaching orgasm. Her touch on his prostate was almost painful, it felt so good. She sensed his urgency, working him faster and faster, sucking him hard until her cheeks caved him. He moaned and thrashed his head, heart pounding and breath tight in his chest. Then he couldn’t breathe at all as waves of intense pleasure and release washed through him. His hips bucked, spraying seed into her waiting mouth. She sucked him eagerly, swallowing his essence. After a moment she pulled slowly away, sitting up on the bed beside him.
“I appreciate what you did for my mother,” she said, wiping her rosy mouth delicately with one hand.
“If that’s how you thank me, I’m going to have to think of some other things to make you grateful,” he said weakly. “Although probably not too soon. I don’t think I can handle anything like that again for a while.”
“Oh really?” she asked, her tone arch and challenging. “I heard you can handle quite a bit. In fact, I heard that you took on four girls at one party back in school.In front of everyone.Any truth to that rumor?”
“I wouldn’t dream of discussing my past with you,” he said, rolling forward to sit up. He shot her a smug smile. “But if I did, I might clarify that it was six.”
Tessa raised her eyebrows, and they both laughed.
“Arrogant,” she said.
“Stubborn,” he countered, leaning over and kissing her.
“Spoiled.”
“Rotten,” he agreed, smiling. “And you should be too. I have a present for you. Consider it a very late engagement gift.”
Tessa perked up.
“What is it?” she demanded, and he laughed. He reached to the bedside table, opening a drawer and pulling out a small jewelry case. He offered it to her and she opened it.
Inside was a silver-filigreed necklace set with garnets.Cerulean star garnets, the center one nearly as big as her eye.
“My garnets,” she said, awed. She looked up at him and laughed. “Do you realize this necklace is worth more than most people will see in their lifetimes?”
“Yes, but fortunately none of those people will ever encounter it,” he replied. “You can only wear it here, on New Danube.”
“You know the people are calling it Saurellia, after you,” she said, drawing the necklace out of the box and holding it up. “Nobody likes New Danube. Leezal says we need a new name for a new place.”
Daaron scowled.
“It makes me feel stupid, pompous,” he said. “Only a fool names a planet after himself.”
“You aren’t doing the naming,” she said. “So be nice.” She poked him in the chest for emphasis, and he sighed, willing to let the point go for the moment.
“Do you want me to help you put on your necklace?”
She shook her head. “Before we do anything I want to get cleaned up.”
“You need some help?” he asked hopefully. She shook her head, laughing.
“If we do that, it’ll take forever. I’m showering alone.”
“No, you aren’t. You have to obey me, remember?”
“If I do, Leezal will kill me,” she said, smirking. “I can’t risk your heir’s health and safety, Daaron. I’ll just have to ignore your orders.”
“DamnWarrenswoman,” he said, sweeping her up into her arms. She shrieked, laughing and pounding at his chest playfully. “You’ll do what you’re told.”
“If I must,” she replied, stilling as he leaned down to kiss her. “But only because you finally gave me my garnets.”
Then his lips took hers and there was no more need for conversation.