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play this game, particularly when he swiftly pulled off his pants and showed the long, hard erection that had undoubtedly been ready to burst the moment he saw me in the dress.

I was still wet from earlier and desperately wanted to feel him in me, thrusting as hard as he had with his finger. But to my surprise, it wasn't my legs he went for. Instead he came forward and knelt, one leg on each side of my head, and pushed himself between my lips. I made a sound of surprise at this, a sound muffled as he filled my mouth and began sliding in and out.

He was so big, I could barely contain him. He knew and seemed to exalt in it, his eyes holding mine as he forced my mouth to pleasure him. "You can take it," he said, pumping steadily. "You will take it. I told you: you owe me."

It was rough and fierce, but we both knew I didn't mind when Dorian played dominant. Besides, this change in our sex life was kind of a turn-on. Gentry, while not opposed to oral sex, almost always preferred intercourse because of their obsession with children. Somehow, the thought of him exploding in my mouth, on my lips, drove me wild.

I could feel him swelling, see the lines of tension as his climax grew closer. His lips parted slightly, a small moan escaping. Then, just as I was certain he would come, he pulled out and shifted his body down and deftly pulled off my dress. With a tight grip on my legs, he pushed my thighs apart and thrust into me with a hardness that made me cry out and arch my body. It was only a few seconds, hard and fast, and then he came, his whole body spasming as he released himself into me, proving he still had the usual gentry urges.

When he was finally spent, he collapsed beside me, sweating and panting. I found his hand, my own body exhausted for different reasons than his. I rolled against him, kissing his neck and tasting the salt of his skin.

"I thought for sure you'd come in my mouth," I murmured, letting my finger toy with his nipple.

"Wasteful," he murmured, running a hand over my hair.

"Is it?" I pushed myself up, looking down into his eyes. I kept my voice low and dangerous. "Are you saying you wouldn't like that? Letting yourself come in my mouth, filling it up, forcing me to taste you ... swallow you? Or maybe you want to come on me? Spread yourself all over me?"

There was a slight widening of his eyes, a rekindling of his desire. He gave me an enigmatic smile. "Maybe. Maybe next time."

I gave him a playful push. "Tease."

He yawned and took off his shirt. "It'll give you something to wonder about and look forward to, something more cheerful than the battle's outcome."

"What battle?" I asked. I'd been feeling tired too, but his words jolted me to alertness.

"Tomorrow," he said. He shifted me off of him so that he could pull the covers over us and then took me back into his arms. "I received word earlier about some Rowan movement tonight. I've sent an army to meet them, and I'll join them myself in the morning. It's near my villages at the river's bend. I think Katrice hoped to take them by surprise, but a spy tipped me off."

"Which army did you send?" We had them divided into units.

"The first and third."

"Both?" I exclaimed. "That's huge."

He shrugged. "So is hers. We have to answer in kind. Besides, those villages are crucial. They supply a lot of food - to both of us."

I repressed a shiver. Those villages were full of civilians as well. Dorian's civilians, farmers and fishermen who could have been looted and killed if he hadn't gotten the warning. He and I were allies, but again, I couldn't shake the guilt of my own people being in danger over this dispute - let alone his.

"I should go too," I murmured. "I should help."

Dorian stroked my hair. "No need to put us both at risk. Besides, don't you have more mundane human tasks?"

Yes, I'd promised Lara more jobs tomorrow. "They're not as important - not like this."

"Only one of us is needed," he said firmly. "Honestly, probably not even that. We have good leaders, but the fact that one of us always shows up boosts our armies' confidence - and demoralizes hers. She won't set one