*Soren*
I waited for Mila to answer. She seed at a loss for words and unable to provide with an answer. I pursed my lips and sipped my wine.
There was no reason for to give her a hard ti. I didn’t even know why I was doing it. I’d already resigned myself to helping her. I was just curious to see how far she was willing to go with this.
Mila sighed and raised her glass to her lips. In one large gulp, she drank all her wine.
I stared at her.
She gasped and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Already, her cheeks turned red and her eyes glassy.
“You should help because now, we are in the sa boat,” she said.
“Are we? I don’t think our situations are similar. Those bounty hunters could give a crap about but they are after you,” I pointed out, smirking at her.
“It’s not lost on that you are a powerful leader. When you took care of those Norwind raiders that ca to your inn, it was easy for you. They were flies in a barn, nothing life-threatening, just botherso,” she said.
“And what does that have to do with you?” I pressed.
“They are a big deal for ,” she said, shrugging.
I chuckled. “Doesn’t that an we are not in the sa boat? It sounds to like we are in very different positions.”
Curiosity got the better of . I wanted to see how Mila was going to turn this around and where she was going with her train of thought. She seed to have a direction but I wasn’t sure.
It could have been the wine talking.
The girl smirked and gave a coy look. She teetered back and forth slightly. I could tell she wasn’t drunk, but she was definitely feeling the wine.
“But they want alive. You... they don’t need you alive. So, I can always outrun them but if they get to be too much for , I can find my way back to you, leading them along with ,” she said. She giggled and pointed a slender finger at .
I stared at her finger and waited to see if she had anything else to add.
“You’ll never be able to go back to your peaceful and secluded life until I am able to have a peaceful and secluded life,” she continued.
Sniffing, I looked away from her. I hadn’t expected her to behave so childishly. Trying to tell that she’d make my life miserable if I didn’t help her.
Groaning, I glared at her. “Are you threatening ?”
Mila t my gaze bravely and shrugged one shoulder. “Sort of. It’s not like it would be a real threat to you since you could always take them out easily.”
I almost laughed at her adorable rationalization. It must have been the wine that made her boldly admit that she was “sort of” threatening .
I looked her over and thought about what she said. Mila was nothing like Rosalie. She was bold, courageous, and sharp. It was a challenge just to have a conversation with her.
That first night I’d t her, I shouldn’t have mistaken her for Rosalie. I might have been drunk but I could still rember thinking how forward and responsive this “Rosalie” was to my touch and her own desires. That should have been enough to convince she wasn’t Rosalie.
And once again, I was shocked by their differences when from certain angles, they looked so much alike.
“If I agree to this, what’s in it for ?” I asked.
“Oh, I’ve got a few ideas,” Mila said. Her eyes closed halfway and she gave a seductive, smoldering look.
Heat shot straight into my groin and I sipped my wine quickly. Was that because I was thinking about Rosalie and the first night I’d encountered Mila? I did rember that night fondly, even if she couldn’t.
“I don’t make deals without knowing the return. So, how are you going to repay ? Keep in mind, I’ve already saved your life twice.” I added.
“I repaid you for helping through the Trial of Black Fire,” she pointed out, smiling a little clumsily.
“Ahh, that’s right. You did. So, what is a fair price for the second life saving and helping you against your foes?” I asked.
Mila didn’t know it, but I was still carrying that ring around in my pocket. I thought it might co in handy if I needed help tracking her down once coming to Miltern. So far, I hadn’t needed to resort to using it.
Sighing, Mila leaned a little closer to . She licked her lips slowly and caught my gaze with her hooded, sultry eyes. Deliberately, she bit her lower lip and I couldn’t look away.
I was captivated by her stare and the way she knew exactly what expressions and gestures to make to keep hooked.
My skin ward and my pants tightened in response to her antics.
She sniffed as she leaned closer and her mouth slackened as she panted slightly.
I smirked, still staring deeply at her.
In the dim light, the shadows on her face enhanced the brightness of her eyes and the glossiness of her lips.
She rested a hand on the couch cushion and leaned in closer, her warm, sweet breath mingling with mine.
“How about, I trade my body for your help,” she suggested.
I raised my eyebrows. Again, her boldness was unexpected. I kept thinking of her like Rosalie and she would never be so forward. But Mila was, and I couldn’t deny being intrigued by it.
Her sweet, amber scent tingled in my nose and I swallowed the saliva that built up in my mouth.
When she licked her lips again, slowly, my eyes latched onto her tongue.
Her rosy cheeks made her look so adorable, which contrasted pleasantly with her beauty.
I clenched my fists, my pants getting even tighter. It was impossible to hide my erection and she knew exactly what she was doing to .
Growling, I scooped Mila into my arms and carried her to the bed.
She gasped and wrapped her arm around my neck. Her skin was warm and smooth against mine, her body soft. She pressed against , open and willing.
The mood was right and if she was going to offer herself, after getting so worked up, I wasn’t going to refuse.
As soon as I laid her down, Mila pulled at the hem of my shirt. She was clumsy and the shirt caught on my chin as she pulled it off.
“Slow down,” I said, chuckling.
She frowned at . “I just want to make good on my offer,” she said. She slid her hand between my legs and rubbed the inside of my thigh.
I smirked. “First ti, my little virgin?” I asked her.
She laughed nervously and suddenly looked very sheepish.
Of course, I knew it wasn’t her first ti. She’d co to , poisoned and drugged, and begged to take her. But she couldn’t rember that, so she was just as inexperienced as if this was her first ti.
Sighing, I took her wrist and pulled her hand away. I’d be enjoying her body, but I wasn’t going to leave her wanting.
Mila creased her brow as I grabbed her other wrist. I held them firmly and knelt on the bed, forcing her to lie back. Kneeling between her legs, I pinned her arms to the mattress.
“Allow ,” I said.
Mila swallowed hard and nodded.
Leaning in, I kissed her lips. She responded imdiately, kissing back.
Releasing her wrists, I cupped her breasts over the sundress and gently massaged them. I moved my mouth to her neck, kissing and sucking on her skin.
Mila panted and tangled her hands in my hair. She writhed around beneath .
Chuckling, I ran my hands down her sides. Slowly, I pulled her dress up, revealing the full expanse of her legs. I caressed her thighs. Her warm skin trembled under my touch.
Mila gasped as I caressed her hips and her stomach. I moved my hands up her body, lifting her dress until I could push it over her head completely.
Imdiately, she crossed her arms over her chest, covering herself.
“Uh-uh. None of that,” I said huskily. I grabbed her wrists again and held her arms to the side.
My eyes road over her body, drinking in the globes of her breasts, her flat stomach, and the lines of her hips.
A shiver ran through her and I licked my lips. I felt like I hadn’t had a drink in weeks and she was a cool splash of water.
I looked into her eyes and she blushed. The crimson color spread from her cheeks down her neck and covered her chest.
“You have nothing to be shy about,” I assured her.
Still holding her wrists, I bent my head and stuck out my tongue. I pushed against her pink nipple with the tip of my tongue and she gasped. Her back arched slightly.
My grip tightened on her wrists and I closed my mouth around her nipple. I sucked on her puckered flesh and rolled my tongue around it.
Mila moaned and my cock ached for release.
I suppressed my own desires for the mont, focusing on her. I wanted to make up for the last ti, even if she didn’t rember it.
I moved my mouth to her other breast, repeated the sucking action on her nipple until they were both tightened into little buds.
Again, I let go of her wrists and I brushed my fingers up and down her sides. She shuddered and squird, panting in pleasure.
I could sll the sweet scent of her arousal. I moved my hands to her hips and squeezed, slowly coaxing her legs apart to release her scent into the room.
I kissed between Mila’s breasts and then lower against her stomach. I placed another kiss on her navel, then at the apex of her hip.
Mila lifted her hips off the bed, gasping and panting as I mirrored the kiss on her right side. I wanted to shower her with appreciation. And, more surprisingly, I realized that I wanted to keep her all to myself and protect her from the world.
Kissing her navel again, I slipped my tongue into her belly button and swirled it in a slow circle.
Mila moaned loudly and twisted beneath .
My erection twinged, desperate to feel her clenching around . I groaned, running my hands up her sides and my tongue up the center line of her torso.
Her eyes were half closed and she looked drunk on pleasure.
I cupped her breasts again, massing and kneading them generously as I kissed her lips. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she t it with hers.
Sighing, I pulled back.
“Close your eyes,” I whispered.
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