Authors: Kassanna
Stone Guardian (15 page)
“Oh,” Ember giggled and kicked up a leg.
“You didn’t think that was it, did you?”
“Yeah, actually I did.”
“Hate to burst your bubble.” He walked through a wide fissure into the cavern.
Stalagmites and stalactites grew at odd angles, and within the stone itself were flecks of crystal. They reflected the light forming a prism on the bare walls. In the middle of the space was a bed that had the finest silk sheets he could buy. Pillows were tossed everywhere, on the floor, in the corner, across the end of the mattress.
“Wow, someone has been busy.”
He chuckled. “Well, the house is starting to get a little crowded.”
“Since the fight was a draw does that mean you and Kirill will be building this addition together?”
“Probably.” He set her down on the bed.
“But what about the treasure and the title for Kirill? I know you’re not going to let everything we went through go to waste.” She rose up on her elbows.
“Actually, we’ve been trying to figure out if Elspeth is the key or has the key, and given what we know, what the hell is the lock? Manx’s clues are ambiguous at best.” He fell down onto the bedclothes next to her.
She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.
“Baby, we’ll figure it out. I won’t stop until Kirill is Dragonrex, but only so much can be done. We can worry about tomorrow when it comes. Tonight is all about you and how much I can make you scream.” He leaned in, urging her body flat on the bed.
Easing the blanket open, he slid his hand beneath her sleep shirt to skim his fingers along her stomach. Her belly quaked under his touch. He nipped her collarbone. Swinging a leg over her hips, he positioned himself above her. He grabbed the hem of her nightwear and pulled it up. She arched her back and partially raised her arms to allow him to remove the clothing. She fell back on the bed and looked up at him, stretching her arms above her head. The pendant moved down and settled in the hollow of her throat. Her breasts spread, making her dark areolas look larger. He tweaked a turgid tip and she arched, pushing more of her orb into the palm of his hand.
His cock stiffened and he rose up on his knees to accommodate his erection. She stared up at him through eyes that reminded him of twin pools of molten chocolate. She snaked her arms out and gripped the waistband of his jeans, deftly working the button loose. His shaft sprang free, bobbing for attention as she slid the thick material over his hips. She licked her lips and his dick grew harder. She pinched her nipples and tugged on the tips, rolling each between her fingers. She moaned and he grunted. He reared back and leapt from the mattress, rolling the pants down his legs and kicking them off.
Timur crawled back up her body and settled his muscular thighs against her rib cage. He flexed his hips, sliding his member over the valley between her breasts. He leaned in and wrapped his hands around her wrists, placing her palms against her breasts. She pushed her tits together. He thrust through the tight opening her twin mounds formed and his cockhead brushed her lips. He tried out their newfound connection.
Open your mouth for me, amant.
She parted her lips and his shaft slid into the moist depths of her mouth on his next lunge. His pace quickened and a ball of tension formed at the base of his spine. He threw his arms forward, settling his fists on each side of her head. The muscles in his thighs tightened and sparks flashed in the air, followed by the crackle of electricity. With each plunge his dick slipped deeper into her mouth, followed by the satin feel of her tits enclosed around his member.
The pressure along his spine spread to his nerve endings. The charge in the air lifted the hair along his skin. He took short breaths and beads of sweat trailed between his shoulder blades and down his back. He felt her tongue swirl around his dick and he threw his head back, grunting in pleasure. He pulled his cock from between her heavy orbs. Leaning in, he gripped her by the shoulders and tumbled to the side, pulling her with him. He moved once more to lay flat and she settled on top of him. The warmth of her pussy flowed through the thin material of her pajama bottoms.
Goddess, woman, get them off.
Her giggle made his rod hard to the point of pain. She dropped to his side and pushed one leg off, kicking her leg to get the pants off her toes. With her leg freed she swung it over his hips and rubbed her mound on his erection. Ember pulled her feet beneath her and rested on her haunches. She wrapped her fist around the base of his dick and guided it into her channel. Slowly, she lowered herself on his cock. He dug his fingers into the soft skin of her hips to drive her down. She resisted, placing her hands on his chest, and smiled wickedly at him. She rotated her pelvis and his balls drew tight. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of her undulating passage. Fully seated, she rose up and plunged down. He opened his eyes and stared at her. Her hair was unbound and draped her shoulders and the sheen of a fine layer of sweat coated her skin She’d let her eyes drift shut, arched her back and rolled her hips.
The sound of her ass slapping his thighs filled the room. He glanced above her and watched as electricity formed a labyrinth of connecting links, zipping across the ceiling of the cave. She tossed her head back and opened her mouth. A keening cry passed through her lips and she shook her head back and forth. He felt the flux of power bounce between them and the friction pooling at his core exploded through him. Timur rose, placed his arms around her, and yanked her down on top of him. Planting his feet on the mattress he thrust up while holding her in place. She screamed into his chest and he felt her cream flow over his cock as her channel tightened around his shaft. She shuddered, stopped, and trembled again. His legs slid flat against the sheets as he lost control of his muscles.
They lay together silently until she lifted her head and kissed his chin. The stone pendant was cool against his skin as she moved to lie next to his side. She yawned and skimmed her hand along his chest, giving him a gentle squeeze.
He sighed. “Get some rest mate. Tomorrow is another day and we have a puzzle to solve.”
The End
About the Author
Kassanna
is a strong believer in love at first sight and happily ever afters. After meeting her husband in November and marrying him three months later in February the two have survived and mostly enjoyed every adventure life has thrown their way. Ten years—and two children, a couple of dogs and a wild turkey that came out the woods and somehow adopted them—later, the adventure continues.
Writing has always been her passion, but fate sometimes has other roads that must first be taken. Navigating the road less traveled was not only unexpected but in the end extremely rewarding. Her books are mainly contemporary romance but she has delved into the paranormal and plans on expanding into other areas as the ideas come to her. Right now she is enjoying life and seeing her work come into fruition makes it that much more pleasurable, especially when her books make others smile. Kassanna wouldn’t have it any other way. She can always be found at her website: http://flavorfullove.com, or her blog http://kassalot.wordpress.com/.
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