Violet and Verde (4 page)

Ave’s eyes widened. “You can’t even… without my say-so?”

Rak shook his head, gasping, “No, Ave. Please…the tension is difficult to bear.”

Ave took pity on him. “You may release, my dear.”

Rak’s hips rolled once, and he cried out as his cock throbbed powerfully within her.

Ave ground down, enjoying every nuance of his body as he gave her his seed. Then, he lay still, breathing deeply. She had thought that she’d felt a softening of his penis, but she must have imagined it, for the firm pole was still impaling her body. She asked, “Ah…Rak, are you sure you’re done?”

Rak opened his eyes and looked at her soberly. “Are you, m’lady?”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you done using me?” Rak smiled faintly. “It is a simple question. I can hold this erection the rest of the night if you’d like to think about it.”

Ave got the implications, as he must have meant for her to do. She asked softly, “You can come erect on command, can’t you?”

“Yes, m’lady, I can. I was a Royal Dancer, a display piece as much as anything else, and my penis was a part of that display, along with all the tattoos, the gold and the gems...”

Ave felt like she was dying of curiosity. “How many times can you orgasm in a night?”

“I don’t know, m’lady. I lost count every time I tried to keep one.”

Ave’s jaw felt like it was coming unhinged. After a moment’s thought, she began to work her hips again, riding her man at a slower, gentler pace than before.

Rak moaned softly as she ground down onto him again, then whispered, “I do love you, Ave. It is not just lust or need.”

Ave kissed Rak passionately, enjoying the way he responded beneath her. She rolled her hips and was rewarded with his deep moan as he thrust himself upward. As they strove together to reach new heights of pleasure, she whispered, “I would be honored to marry you, my love. I can accept your problems and work around them. It’s worth it to have you.” She rode him out until she’d reached a second, even more enjoyable orgasm. As she felt her own throbs, she said, “You may release,” and Rak cried out again, back arching as his orgasm swept through them both.

She pulled off him entirely once they both had settled and whispered, “Now I am done.”

Rak sighed softly, his penis falling flaccid, still damp with their fluids. “Thank you, m’lady.”

Ave smiled as she admired his elegant, perfectly proportioned body possessively. She could easily understand why he had been made into a sex slave rather than being kept a gladiator, for his body was incredibly beautiful. With a little regret, she gestured with her fingers, whispering two words.

Once his bonds were released, Rak rolled to his side, facing her. “My lady of the Arrai, you have certainly taught this poor Thezi a lesson this evening.”

“And what would that be?”

Rak rubbed his wrists. “You have no need of ropes to bind me, only your will. And your will is stronger than I am.”

Ave laughed lightly as she boldly reached down and stroked his penis. “My dear man, of course I’m stronger than you, I’m a woman!”

I’ve long since embraced my inner nerd. I revel in my Greekness and in my Geekness. I have two lives—the mundane reality of life here on earth and the far more interesting life in my head. I love ancient history, ancient forms of combat, target archery, sabre fencing, anything to do with horses other than western saddle stuff, organic food and sustainable farming and science fiction and fantasy of all varieties, especially conventions, which are the only gatherings on earth where I can find many people just as strange as I am.