Tyler's voice came through the mind link, cutting through his satisfaction.
*My King, Elder Hammond's about to start his speeches. If you don't show up soon, this whole trip was a waste.*
Cahir growled quietly, pissed about being interrupted. He looked down at Katia, who was still lying on his chest, her breathing finally getting back to normal. Her reddish-brown hair was a total mess, her lips puffy from his kisses, her skin covered with marks from what they'd just done.
She looked gorgeous like this. Totally his.
*Give me ten minutes, *Cahir shot back.
He carefully moved Katia off his chest, reaching for the cloth napkins on the table nearby. Being surprisingly gentle, he cleaned her thighs, wiping away what they'd done. She moved a little, making quiet complaining sound
