Protector of the Flame by Isis Rushdan

Author:Isis Rushdan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2013-10-21T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

Serenity pushed back the sheet, turning to get out of bed, but Cyrus hauled her back to him.

“If you don’t stop, we’ll never get out of this room.”

“You’re too irresistible,” he said, still winded from their early morning lovemaking. He licked her neck. “One more time. I need to feel you again.”

She wiped the sweat from his brow. “We’re already late. We’ll have to hurry to catch breakfast and your laundry detail probably started by now.”

“Don’t remind me.”

She darted to the miniscule bathroom off the bedroom, consisting of a sink and toilet, threw on clothes and grabbed her toiletries.

“Did I tell you they don’t use machines?” Disbelief at the archaic practice resonated in his voice. “Caelius said they have an antiquated system using vats of boiling water that we have to stir.”

“You told me. Five times.” She went to the bed and grabbed his hand. “Come on.”

“Shower without me. I’m going back to sleep.”

“There’s no time.”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“Of course, you kept me up all night.” She yanked the sheet down. “I know these duties are beneath you, but Neith could make life unpleasant for us if you don’t play along.”

“Wake me when you get back.”

“Don’t you want to shower?”

He reached out, grabbing her by the hips and pulled her down on top of him. “I want to smell you on me all day.”

She laughed and stood, collecting her strewn toiletries.

“Besides, what’s the point when I’m going to sweat like a pig down in the laundry hut?”

Shaking her head, she rushed to the showers. Waiting so late in the morning meant the sun was high enough to cast too much light for her to be comfortable. She washed quickly, changed her clothes and raced to the dining hall.

The kitchen detail came out to clear food just as she arrived. She grabbed a bowl of Yaki and a couple of bananas, and hoped Cyrus was dressed.

Turning the corner of the walkway on the second floor, she ran into the laundry detail. They had bamboo carts of fresh clothes and linen. Rows of empty sacks were lined up in front of each sector, waiting to be filled with dirty laundry. The team leader stared at her with pursed lips, but didn’t say anything.

“Cyrus isn’t feeling well this morning, but he’ll be out in a few minutes.”

When she opened the door to their room, the smell of sex and sweat hit her. She threw open the bamboo shutters to let in fresh air and light. Cyrus didn’t stir.

“Wake up.”

Yawning, he opened his eyes.

She ate a little Yaki, wanting to gag over the horrid flavor, then handed him the bowl. “I know it’s awful, but it’ll keep you full and you have a strenuous day ahead.”

He sat up and tolerated the porridge with a grimace.

Thrown completely out of his element, Cyrus wasn’t handling the situation well.

She tossed both bananas on the pillow, grabbed a fresh set of clothes from the dresser, poured a cup of water and handed everything to him. “Get dressed. They’re waiting for you in the main hall.

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