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sigh of relief.
       "That won't do. Come with me." He gestured for her to come with him to the bathroom.
       Tynir had a warm tub full of suds ready when she hobbled her way into the bathroom. He got in before her and held her hand to guide her into the tub. "I kept you in that position too long. Come, I will make it better."
       She sat with her back against his chest in the foaming water. "This feels wonderful."
       "Just wait." He started to massage her, starting at her shoulders, working down her arms and even her fingers got a loosening rubdown. Once her arms were limp, he treated the rest of her muscles to the same treatment.
       Her hips tensed at his touch, but her thighs and buttocks enjoyed the ministrations of his strong, sure fingers.
       She dozed off with her body completely relaxed, the restrictions of the last few hours faded into a fuzzy memory overridden with her body's satisfaction.
       She heard a sluice of water and the cool air of the bathroom kissed her skin for a moment before she was swathed in towels and rubbed dry.
       Aches and pains had faded completely as he carried her back to the bedroom and tucked her between the sheets. His body curled around hers and he nestled against her as she let herself drift off into an exhausted sleep.

    * * * *

    Tynir woke to the most exquisite sensation. A hot, wet column was enveloping his cock and was slowly drawing back, sucking and then sliding forward again. He was trembling on the edge of coming when Fehniel stopped.
       She looked up at him with those midnight blue eyes and she slid up his body, positioning her wet opening over the head of his cock.
       He fisted his hands in the sheet as she slid onto him in minute increments. A groan came from his throat as his instincts told him to thrust deep. He fought his urges while she slowly lifted and dropped onto him, his cock squeezed by hot, wet flesh. She was so tight.
       As she took up her rhythm, he briefly closed his eyes and kept his grip on the sheets before opening them again once his control had been established. His hips rose to meet hers and he couldn't take his eyes off the image she presented. Fehniel's breasts flexed and shivered with every motion, her nipples tight and making his mouth water.
       She alternated between cupping her breasts and running her fingers through the wealth of dark hair, lifting it off her neck as sweat trickled down to nestle between her breasts before trailing toward her navel.
       Her channel pulsed and tightened around him, her eyes opened as she gasped and made a high squeak while her climax rippled through her. Her rhythm faltered and it was all he could take. With a snarl, Tynir flipped her to her back and thrust into her hard and fast until he felt the tightening in his balls that preceded an orgasm that almost blew the top of his head off.
       He groaned and slumped over his lover, his chest heaving as he tried to regain his breath.

    * * * *

    Beneath him, Fen ran her hand through his hair. "Mari wants to blackmail Morgarn into surrendering his right to rule."
       "What?"
       "Her plan was to get Solial to force Morgarn to abdicate from the line of rule so that the bloodline wouldn't be contaminated with off-worlders. We should probably get to Thosnas's home soon."
       He looked at her in surprise with irritation in his gaze. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
       "We were working things out. I think we are in a fairly good place now. What about you?" She arched her hips into his with a wink.
       "Let's get going. Just a moment, I will take you to your rooms. Don't go without me." He added after a deep breath, "Please." He levered off her and slid from inside her.
       Fen noted with interest that he was either hard again or aroused again. Either one would work at another time. She sat up and blinked at the bizarre sensation of his semen sliding out of her.
       He was getting dressed, when he turned his