Once more completely sated. Zuri sat upon her prize, like a mythical siren who had just consumed her fill of passion. Her skin was dewy with a thin sheen of sweat. Her breathing labored as she looked down upon
Zhong. A sensual, tired smile curved her full lips before she scrapped her teeth along the plumpness of the bottom lip. Leaning down she pressed herself flush against him her lips teasing along his with a sweet kiss before she met his gaze with a husky chuckle she purred.
“If you remember our arrangement.” She smoothed her hands down his chest, slipping one between their bodies and grabbed him, a certain special place, firmly but gently.
“You’ll have this as much as you want.” She pressed another kiss to his lips and slipped off of him.
“But for now, I’m hungry…” She glanced over his shoulder and grabbed a heavily Japanese influenced dress and glanced over her shoulder.
“Would you like something.” She chuckled. “Something that’s edible and I’m not on the menu,” She paused smirking pressing a finger to her lip, looking wicked, but thoughtful.
“at least not right now.”
Turning her back to him she easily slipped into the form hugging black dress with oriental flowers embroidering the bodes. Fastening the last clip of the corset she turned around to face him, reaching casually under her dark locks she fluffed up the curls and easily smoothed away any lock that fell out of place and swooped the wealth of hair over one shoulder.
Twin sapphire’s regarded the dragon she blew a kiss at him before moving toward the door and pulling it open. Peaking outside, doing a quick once over up and down the hall to make sure that no one was there and stepped out, all in one motion so not to arouse the
fire Dragon.
The instant she was away from him she felt herself relax and though her shoulders were held high, her chin proudly lifted she felt every single ache and pain that had been created. She sighed and wove her way effortlessly through the castle and down to the Kitchen thinking that she would be able to run into at least
Deja in the kitchen but to her surprise – no Dede. Frowning she wondered if her sister was alright and moved toward the pantry. She grabbed herself an apple and quickly bit into the juice flesh. She sighed, her lashes fluttering closed. Had an apple never tasted so good before in her life?
Had she ever felt so good? Sure she’d given herself over to the one creature who’s kind was responsible for taring her life apart but god…she shivered as images and ruminants of sensations that his hands and lips had caused last night tormented her mind. For the first time in her life she’d been with a man, albeit he is only a man when he wants to be, but none the less she found as the night went on she wanted it. She’d wanted more of it. Lots and Lots of it. She bit her lip a faint blush touching her cheek. She still did want it.
Her hand absently stroked her flat stomach as she wondered, had his seed taken root? Was she now pregnant with his child? She took another bite of the apple followed by another and just stared at her stomach. Arching her back slightly and pushing her stomach out she smoothed her hand her slightly protruded stomach. What would she look like if she was? She shook her head. Don’t think about that now Zuri. She scolded herself and straightened her back. Polishing off her apple she tossed the core into the waste bucket.
Finding herself a pitcher of milk she placed some in a cup and then added honey to it before settling into a seat, gingerly, and sipping the sweetened milk. Enjoying for the first time in nearly twenty four years some peace and quiet.
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