The Drache's Love

Chapter 17, Cormac

I had honored Avva’s request and not mentioned the impending end of the relationship.  But I wouldn’t fool myself.  I knew there was no way the King would allow her to marry a Drache.  I loved her optimism, but I didn’t share it.  I saw the disappointment in her eyes when I told her that our union wouldn’t produce a child.  Perhaps she thought that her father couldn’t say “no” to the father of her child.  I had no doubt that the man would do more than simply say “no”.  He would tar, feather and execute me, more like.  But Avva was worth the risk.

“How much hot water can you conjure?” I asked her.  Hot water seemed a simple thing, but the amount I was thinking might be difficult.

“As much as you want.  How much do you need?”

I grinned and rolled a wooden tub, large enough for the both of us, from behind a curtain in the kitchen.  The look on her face was all the permission I needed to position the tub in front of the fire.  She smiled exultantly and pointed a finger at the tub, and in an instant, it was filled with hot, steaming water.

“After you, princess.”

“Oh, no, no, no.  If I go in first, who’s lap will I sit on?” she asked mischievously.

I humored her and sank into the water.  After the last two days, the heat of it was welcome.  I didn’t relish the thought that we had to return to the company the next day.  But if we didn’t, the entire country would come looking for us.

All it took was the sight of her stepping into the tub, breasts jiggling, for me to become instantly hard.  We both seemed to be in a perpetual state of arousal around one another.  She didn’t sit on my lap as I had expected, though.  She took a cloth and a cake of soap and began washing, water and suds coursing down her body in little rivulets.  I was able to enjoy the display for about twenty seconds before I could take it no longer and pulled her down into my lap, and kissing her hard.

Before I knew what had happened, she had taken hold of my c**k and guided it deep inside her.  She began moving against me, slowly, mimicking her movements with her tongue in my mouth.  I grasped her hips and used the leverage to pump into her.  It wasn’t long before we both lost control.  There was likely water in parts of the cottage that it wouldn’t otherwise be capable of reaching from this position.

Then, my woman began bouncing on my c**k, grunting little grunts each time the tip hit it’s target, but it wasn’t long before she was moaning in absolute pleasure.  It was the sight of her and the feel of her that sent me over the edge.

“We will have to leave before dawn in the morning,” I said, stroking her hair.  We had made it back to the bed, where she took her rightful place lying on my chest.

“I know.  I wish we could just stay here and never go farther than the village.”

“I wish it too.”

I had found everything I’d ever wanted in this human, and what’s more, everything I didn’t know I needed.  She called me on my bullshit, she handed me my ass in a fight and she soothed my lonely soul.  I knew that she was stubborn, and if there was any way we could be together, she would find it.  Still, I didn’t dare to hope.  

If I didn’t hope, then I couldn’t be disappointed.