The Empress New Clothes by Jaid Black

Author:Jaid Black
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: 2012-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Kyra found Zor in the blue crystal chamber where she had bathed with Ari upon her arrival in Sand City. He was alone in the bathing pool, laying on his back on a soft jewel rock, without a Kefa in sight.

Dropping her purple qi’ka to the floor, Kyra waded into the cool silvery waters and walked to where he lay. Zor’s head snapped to the side when he realized he wasn’t alone.

“Kyra,” he whispered hoarsely, his normally glowing eyes dimmed in pain, “what do you here?”

“Is it okay that I’m here?” she asked gently, moving closer.

“For a certainty.”

When Zor made a move to sit up, Kyra poked him in the chest and bade him to remain lying down. She scanned every inch of his hard, muscled body, watching with appreciation as he grew aroused at the mere sight of her. “Let me wash you.”

“You would do that?” Zor asked in a choked voice.

“You’re my husband,” she said simply, “and I love you.”

“Kyra—oh pani, I—”

“Shh. I know.” She used her hands to cup up the enchanted water, releasing it over his chest. “You don’t have to say anything.” She placed her palms on the massive expanse, then ran them soothingly over it. His flat nipples grew hard at her touch, causing him to suck in his breath.

“Nee’ka,” he whispered, his erection growing thicker and longer. “I have missed you.”

“I know. I missed you too.”

Kyra spent the next twenty minutes cleaning every part of Zor’s body with her bare hands, touching and rubbing everything but his erection. By the time she finally touched him there, he nearly came up off of the rock. “You best not clean me there, wee one, or I’m liable to spurt.”

“It’s my duty to make certain every part of you is thoroughly washed,” Kyra said wickedly. “Don’t fight me.”

Zor sucked in his breath when she began to massage his man sac. “Oh pani,” he groaned. Closing his eyes, he gave up the fight and enjoyed every moment of his wife’s attention. “‘Tis tight for need of you,” he whispered thickly.

“It needs me?” Kyra asked coyly as she bent her head to lick his balls. At Zor’s bellow, she figured it did. Sucking his scrotum into her mouth, she stroked her hands up and down her husband’s cock while she suckled from his man sac.

“By the goddess,” Zor sighed, his head falling back on the rock. Breathing deeply, he sat up, hoisted Kyra into his arms and waded toward the middle of the pool. “I can take no more tortures, woman.”

Splaying her body wide on a flat, soft jewel rock that put her channel at the perfect angle to accept his shaft, Zor lifted her hips and thrust into her. “Nee’ka.” He pounded into her, hard and violently, needing to be one with her. “Do you see what you do to me, lusty wench? Do you see how my body demands yours?”

“Zor.” Kyra met his thrusts eagerly, her vaginal muscles milking his cock. “Harder,” she begged. “I need all of you.

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