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Story: The WitchSlayer
“Is that a joke?” It had to be.
“No, I am being quite serious. You may possibly be the most wicked.”
He brushed the hair that was covering her face, her arms trapped by him and making it impossible for her to do it herself.
“I was certain I melted the most evil’s face on accident.”
Rurik gave a warm chuckle. “That you did, but you should not tell others it was an accident. It may not bode well for your reputation.”
“Then what else am I to say? And I do not have a reputation to care for.”
“I have now seen you, multiple times, spin conversations your way so you do not utter a lie. You do it quite splendidly. I do not think you will have any trouble finding a solution.” Amalia let out a laugh when she felt something growing against her. “Yes, it often makes me hard thinking about your skills. The right kind of trickery is quite appealing to me... as long as you do not do it to me.”
“Then I will expect a snarling and cranky, ill-tempered Lady Lizard?”
“I am not a woman! The fact you ever confused me as so is quite insulting.”
“Then perhaps you should stop being so pretty when you are a Dragon?”
Rurik gave her a small huff.
“Compliments make it hard for me to stay angry with you,” he said before he brought his mouth against hers. “And you are lucky I find you irresistible.”
Rurik didn’t compliment her often, but each time he did, it made her heart flutter. Her eyes closed, returning his kiss with a little moan.
Just when she felt he was about to enter her, like he truly couldn’t seem to get enough of her even though she knew she was quite tender from their multiple bouts of sex the day before, he froze. Her eyes shot open to see his were wide even though his mouth was still against hers.
Pulling back as his nose began to crinkle on one side, he looked over her face, then down their bodies to look at their chests pressed against each other’s. Finally, they landed on their bound wrists.
“Blasted! This could not have come at a worse time.”
Rurik got to his knees above her with his straining erection obvious. He threw his free hand up in the direction of the entrance to his lair while seeming to focus incredibly hard.
“What is going on?” she asked as she crawled out from underneath him.
“The Elders have arrived. I did not expect them to come so soon.” Then he eyed their bound wrists again. “Or for them to do so while I cannot morph.”
She pulled her hand forward to look at her arm. The spell would complete soon as their twenty-four hours were almost up. Although she’d enjoyed every moment they’d had together doing this, she couldn’t help becoming crestfallen.
“If... If it is important you shift, we can remove it if you want.”
They would have to do it again, but there was always a possibility it wouldn’t work the second time, and definitely not a third.
He leaned forward to gently caress the side of her face with his palm while shaking his head.
“No, I do not wish to stop the spell, it is too important. I only intended to speak with them as a Dragon because it meant I would be better able to protect you. Come, I have shielded the entrance so they cannot gain entry until we are ready.”
“What do you mean, ready?”
His eyes slipped down her body, heat once more seeping into his features before he shook his head of his aroused thoughts.
“Although my kind would not care, you do not wish to be naked in front of multiple others, do you?”
She paled. No, she did not.
Rurik had to follow her as she quickly tried to put on a dress, shoving the sleeve she couldn’t get on into the side of it. She was surprised he put breeches on.
“How come we cannot hear them, like when Glov usually arrives and could not get through your other ward?”
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