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gripped her waist tightly, and rolled until she lay on top of him.
"I shall not take your tender channel, love. I shall take your sweet little mouth."
Drystan watched her lick her lips with a wicked little smile. He pushed on her
shoulders to encourage her down. Jane wasn't going to go quickly, no she started
licking and nipping her way down his body, her fingers trailing through the dusting of
hair scattered between his chest and naval.
"Sweet Jane, I will not last much longer if you keep that up." She gave a lusty
chuckle.
"Hummm, but you taste so good." Her lips vibrated against the skin of his lower
abdomen. She was up on all fours over his lower body. She paused over his cock.
He watched her examine it before gently running her fingers over it. He shuddered
when her tongue slid out to swipe it over his swollen tip.
"By the twin moons, Jane," he hissed. "I am on a knife's edge here, my love." She
gave a lusty chuckle.
"I've always wanted to do this, ever since I read about it." Her lips were pressed to
the side of his cock. Her words vibrated through his shaft. She mouthed and licked
up one side of his thick shaft before repeating the action on the other side. Jane's
small hand wrapped around the base of his cock. His hips instinctively pushed up
when she sucked his head into her hot little mouth.
"Oh, fucking moons of Kell!" Drystan couldn't help the curse, cradling her head in his
palms. Her mouth felt so good. Never had any of his past women pleased him to this
level. Then again, none of the other women had been Jane, his little Blue-fire.
Drystan wanted her to come before he did. He had to take control before she made
him explode.
~ * ~
Jane gasped as he flipped her over onto her back, his huge body twisted as his legs
and biceps caged her in. She stared up at his cock dangling like a delicacy in front of
her face. Jane grinned, taking his cock head back into her mouth, suckling it. She let
out a throaty moan around his shaft, taking it a little deeper as Drystan's face buried
into her cunt. His tongue worked its way inside her, caressing her engorged,
sensitive clit. Jane felt her muscles clenching at the sensation. Jane was finding it
hard to concentrate as Drystan sucked and licked. Jane guided his cock back into
her mouth and concentrated. Every time he sucked on her clit, she echoed by
suckling harder on his cock. The action seemed to work to keep her focused on
Drystan's pleasure. The fire between her legs seemed to spread through to all parts
of her body. His tongue flicked over her clit before biting down lightly, shocking her
into climax. Her orgasm gripped her, tensing every part of her body before she
spiraled into the heavens. Jane's lips tightened around him, sucking feverously. He
tensed a moment before a deep guttural moan tore from his throat. He spurted deep
into her mouth, long thick ropes of cum she had to swallow quickly or choke. She
struggled to get her breathing and trembling body back under control.
Drystan was the first to move, pulling her up alongside him, back onto the pillows.
His lips swept gently across hers before kissing her on the lips. Then he pressed his
mouth harder to hers, their tongues tangling, tasting each other's flavor. Both gave a
moan. He trailed his lips down to her ears, holding her close against him.
"By the gods Jane, what you do to me."
"Well, I'm not complaining," Jane smiled, snuggling against his chest. He gently
stroked her hair, sifting the strands through his fingers. "I think this is the first time in
my life I've ever been truly happy." Jane struggled against the pull of sleep; too much
wine and mind-blowing, out-of-this-universe sex was catching up with her.
"I am pleased beyond words, my love." Drystan kissed the top of her head. "Rest
now, my Blue-fire." Jane had meant to question her new husband on why he kept
calling her blue fire, but it could wait for tomorrow. Her eyes fluttered closed. She fell
into a deep, contented sleep.
~ * ~
"Good morning, lady Jane." Jane glanced up from her seat on the area wall where
she watched Drystan put his men through their paces. Anyon leaned against the wall
beside her.
"Hello, Anyon," she greeted. "Shouldn't you be out there?" She looked back at the
sword play between some of the men.
"I surly hope not, little star. A twelve hour patrol on stag back is enough exercise for
me in a day."
"Yes, I suppose so."
"May I say you are looking particularly beautiful in women's clothing?" He gave her
his best charming smile. Jane gave a laugh.
"You may. But you'll be heading for another twelve hour patrol if your commander
hears you," Jane warned with a smile. Anyon shrugged before giving her a wink.
"It would be mightily worth it. I have just heard of what you are doing for us, Jane. I
wanted to thank you. And I hope when it is my turn to go to your world to choose a
mate, she will be as beautiful and as fiery as you. I do not think Sarid's nose will sit
straight ever again."
Jane laughed. "Then I think you'll be pleasantly surprised. Trust me, Anyon, when I
tell you I'm a tame version of how fiery Earth women can be." Jane turned her
attention back to her gorgeous warrior, watching Drystan and Adalardo spar, a thin
film of sweat covering his hard muscled body. Lust for him surged though her body,
making her damp between her thighs.
Jane had woken alone, but it hadn't been long before Vanora was knocking on the
door to bring her three trunks of clothes, accessories, beautiful gold jewelry and
breakfast. She had kept her occupied for a long time going though all the clothes.
Just more for Drystan to rip off, she had thought with a smile. Vanora had also
brought some healing crystals. She explained to Jane the power of the crystals. Jane
flushed with embarrassment knowing only one part of her body needed healing.
Vanora didn't say a word, instructing her to lie down so she could administer the
curative. The energy from the crystals was surprisingly strong. She remembered
feeling something like this not long before she woke up in the Blue Forest with
Drystan. He must have used the crystals on her to cure her injuries.
"The Commander is a man very much besotted my dear." Vanora beamed at her.
"Many of these were his family treasures. His mother was a fine woman, and his
father was a strong warrior as well."
"Where are they now?" Jane asked before she could stop herself. Drystan was not a
man of many words, but when he touched her, it spoke volumes.
"Sadly his father was killed in an incursion with the Drac. It broke his poor mother's
heart to lose her Protector. She died not long after." Jane felt for Drystan.
"Sorry, I didn't know. He didn't tell me."
"Well, he has you now. By the looks of all this, he wants to spoil you." Vanroa's
bubbly, mothering nature was infectious, making Jane smile. Later she followed
Vanora out to the training yard after assuring Jane she looked beautiful in a peach-
coloured tunic with golden combs in her hair.
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