Dark Elves 4: Dissent by Jet Mykles

Author:Jet Mykles [Mykles, Jet]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Dark Elves 4: Dissent

73

Vren waved. “See you there.” He turned and left with Zenth.

Trood opened the door for Jarak.

He entered the two-bedroom suite to find Adesty seated at the table in the main room beside the fire, mending what looked like a jacket. The door to the bedroom where Geriman slept was closed as usual, but the door to Marisol’s room stood open and the soft murmur of voices drifted on the air.

Adesty glanced up and saw Jarak’s surprise. He nodded toward the door. “Savous and Irin are here.”

“Oh?” Savous came? Jarak’s heart raced. Had he come to see if Marisol was well enough to begin her nine-days? So soon? Adesty hadn’t even allowed her brother to rouse to full consciousness yet. Jarak had hoped for more time.

Swallowing nervousness, Jarak used the training Salin had drilled into him to remain calm and steady as he entered the room.

All three of them looked up as he entered. Marisol sat in her accustomed place among the pillows, her small hands folded in her lap and hidden by the long, loose sleeves of the lacy white chemise she wore. Her big blue eyes looked a tad bewildered, but her precious lips were smiling a little. Irin sat beside her, one leg folded on the bed and the other draped over the side. A brief halter top held her breasts but left her belly bare to the wrap about her waist. Savous sat facing them in a chair set near the foot of the bed. Faded brown trousers that looked comfortable and worn covered his long legs down to his calf-high boots.

He grinned, red eyes sparkling. “Ah, and there’s Jarak. Did you hear us talking about you?”

“About me?” He put down the tray on the table beside the door. His hands were steady now, but he wasn’t sure they’d continue to be.

“Yes. I was asking Marisol if you’ve been treating her well.”

Jarak glanced over his shoulder, relieved to see Savous’s continued smile. “She’s vouched for you. Claims you’ve been nothing but a gentleman.”

Jarak would have replied to the teasing, but Marisol tilted her head down, smiling as she blushed a becoming shade of pink. Beguiled, he drank in the sight, momentarily oblivious to their audience. A thick curl of her hair fell forward from behind her tiny ear, caressing her cheek. He swallowed, turning away as she reached up to tuck it back. “I’ve just helped to make sure she was comfortable,” he muttered.

“Well. You’ve done an admirable job, it seems,” Savous said as he stood. “We should let you eat in peace,” he said, reaching a hand for his truemate.

“Oh, no, you don’t have to go,” Marisol said.

Irin stood, patting Marisol’s shoulder lightly. Her black fingers stood out in vivid contrast to Marisol’s pale skin, bared by the loose shoulder of her chemise. “We really should go. We haven’t seen Eyrhaen all night. She gets positively unruly if she doesn’t see her da.”

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