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boots, before helping her push his pants down from his hips. Soon he

was standing gloriously naked before her, his cock thick and long and

ready.

Moaning, she kneeled, kissing each and every scar she saw, bathing

them with her tongue. His sinewy flesh was salty-sweet and so very

addictive. She ran her hands over his tight ass, squeezing and caressing

every hot, hard inch of it before moving over his large thighs.

She drew the water snake forward, heating it before urging the liquid

to wrap around his cock. It shaped over him like a cocoon, ringing

around his shaft and balls. Rurik gasped, thrusting lightly in the air. It

was a gorgeous sight, seeing his beautiful body straining with passion.

She made the water rush around him, fast and vibrating. Ari’s breath

deepened at the erotic show and she urged the water back against the

sensitive flesh between his thighs, buried behind his balls. She’d used

water for pleasuring herself many times, urging it between her thighs.

Hot moisture gathered in her slick folds, both from her body and the

water. The liquid did not enter her, but instead vibrated and rushed over

her clit in waves.

Grabbing his hips, she let the water part over his cock to make way

for her mouth. She concentrated the liquid on her body and his balls, as

she licked the thick tip of him.

“Ah-ah,” he gasped, as she sucked him between her lips.

Since he was wet from the water his cock slid easily into her mouth.

Her nipples ached for attention and she made the water caress her there



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as well. The more aroused she became the harder and faster she sucked

him, rolling her tongue over his thick shaft, trying to fit him deep.

She moaned, reaching to grab his wet balls in her hand through the

vibrating water. Rurik’s fingers buried themselves in her hair and he

jerked his seed hard into her mouth. She drank him down, sucking on

him for more.

With a groan, he pulled her off. The water retracted back toward the

wall, all except the stream along her clit. She closed her eyes, reaching

for her own breasts.

“Let me,” he said, breathlessly. Rurik had her on her back before she

could stop the water from behind. It squished against the bed, wetting

the sheets. She let go, only to discover how much better his mouth felt

against her pussy. Warm hands cupped her chest, playing with her

nipples. “I love your breasts.”

Keeping one hand on her chest, he drew the other to her sex. His

mouth did wonderful things to her clit as he audibly drank her cream.

Suddenly, a thick finger thrust up into her and she tensed in pleasure as

Rurik took her with his hand and mouth. He knew just how to touch her

and it wasn’t long before she was coming, crying out his name and

begging him not to stop what he was doing. When the tremors subsided,

Rurik collapsed alongside her trembling body.



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Ari wasn’t sure when it happened, but somehow she’d fallen into a

blissful sleep. When she awoke, it was to find Rurik beside her, his body

aroused and pressed along her back. He was kissing her neck and ear.

“I want to be inside you,” he whispered. “I want to feel the tight silk of

your sex wrapped around me.”

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She opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly a shout from below

stopped her.

“My queen, my king!”

Ari reached around for something to hide her body with,

automatically forcing the water arch down so it didn’t reflect her body to

whoever was below.

“Ari?” the person called again and she realized it was Vara.

“Vara?” Ari asked, leaning over the side. She must’ve left the door

open in Rurik’s flight to get her into his bed.

“Ari, it’s Lord Cyril. He says he found a way to end your mating to a

pure blood. He’s here with his son, trying to lay claim to the throne.”

Rurik tensed behind her. Ari blinked, suddenly feeling sick to her

stomach. She looked at her mate, her heart squeezing in her chest at the

idea of losing him. But what would he choose? He was a warrior. Could

he be happy in a queendom at her side? Or did he long for the open air

and freedom of being a commander with his men? Would he choose her?

Would he leave her if he had the choice?

“Rurik,” she whispered, not knowing what else to say. Did she

confess to him, let him know how she felt, that she wanted him, had

always wanted him?

“Duty calls, my queen,” he said, his words clipped. Then, louder, he

yelled, “We’ll be right down. Please wait outside.”

“Yea, king,” Vara answered respectfully.

Not knowing what to do, Ari looked around. Weakly, she said, “My