Levity by Leta Blake & Keira Andrews

Author:Leta Blake & Keira Andrews [Blake, Leta & Andrews, Keira]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, fantasy
ISBN: 9781419940453
Goodreads: 15712132
Publisher: Ellora's Cave
Published: 2012-06-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“This ale is quite pleasing.” Efrosin licked his lips before taking another bite of rabbit stew. “I’ve never tasted anything this good in the tavern near the castle. Of course my father forbade them to serve me ale, so I suppose it stands to reason. But now I’m of age—it’s my birthday, did I mention?—and shall drink ale to my heart’s content.”

After another round of lovemaking, this time with their mouths to give Efrosin’s tender ass a rest, they sat at the rough wooden table in their trousers. Well, Dmitri sat; Efrosin was tied to the bench, and his buttocks floated several inches above it, but at least he was able to reach the stew without spilling much.

Dmitri chuckled. “And what else does your heart desire on your special day?”

“Only one thing. To dive into a bracing body of water. That’s what I want next, Dmitri.” He felt his rump touch the board of the bench for a moment, and then he rose up again. So very curious.

Dmitri crunched on a biscuit—from a batch that wasn’t light and flaky at all—but Efrosin got distracted by the delicious stew and strong ale before he could complain. “If you want to clean up, the water from the bowl is good enough for me, but I shall happily get out the tub and warm the water over the fire for you.”

“A tub? As if that could replace the marvelousness of an open lake, surrounded by earth and sky. I should think the water in a tub would not even have the weight to hold me down.”

“Have you never bathed in a tub before?” Dmitri asked.

In fact, Efrosin had not, at least not in his memory. For as long as he could recall, he’d spent more time in the river than out of it, and never needed to wash himself in a tub.

Besides, Efrosin wasn’t interested in cleaning up. He wanted to swim, and he wanted to swim immediately, and he said as much.

“It’s late in the day and far too cold to swim, Efrosin. Besides, it’s not yet summer. The blossoms haven’t even begun to fall from the branches of the Springsimmon.”

“Oh the curse of the Springsimmon. Swim too soon and you’ll die. I swim as soon as they can break the ice on the river and have done every year since I was a child.” Dmitri looked pinched about the mouth in a way that Efrosin didn’t quite like, and so he kissed the expression away.

Breaking off the kiss just as Dmitri moaned and leaned into it, Efrosin looked up from under his lashes and pressed his upper teeth into his lower lip. “I have heard that I am unbearably beautiful when wet. Not to mention I have it on the highest authority that I’m much easier to converse with when submerged; I have a bit of weight then. It is when I am most truly happy.”

Dmitri softened. “I only want to keep you safe. But if you feel you must…”

“Yes, you must take me to the lake, or I will die of unhappiness.

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