AO 5 Ch 17

Chapter 17

As I sent the second merchant away, Aurelia glanced at me through her eyelashes. She was beautiful and clearly making an effort to get my attention this evening.

"Zuri, why don't you make sure they get their wares?" I nodded to my other anchor. 

Emlyn had returned, but rather than come sit at our table, she'd been talking to someone at the bar, hopefully gathering information. We were all doing our best.

"You sure you'll be alright with just her?" Zuri asked. 

"Maribelle's floating around here somewhere. She never lets me out of her sight for very long." I only had to scan the bar once to identify the anchor-maid. She was in the shadows of the room, keeping an eye on everything.

Aurelia looked at me more insistently as a third merchant appeared. 

"If you want to deal with a third yourself too, Zuri, you can take care of that. You have my full trust," I said, smacking my hand against the table once with finality. 

"I know that was supposed to be reassuring. However, it felt like you were just trying to shirk your duties." Zuri watched me.

I got up, pulling Aurelia with me. Her body stayed molded to me as we moved.

"Whatever makes you feel best," I smiled at Zuri, earning an eye roll for my efforts. Aurelia became a little more insistent, beginning to pull me towards the stairs. 

"All right, I better go now before the manticore starts clawing at the wood." I shrugged helplessly.

"I would not claw at the wood," Aurelia said. "However, I have been patient, and the patience is running dry. Good evening."

Zuri gave us a casual wave. "We'll be up in a few hours. Try to be done by then?"

"I'll try," I said, sounding like it would be a pain to finish so early. Before Aurelia started to drag me up the stairs, I held her close and began walking up. She fidgeted with her hair. The change had clearly been bothering her. 

"Your hair looks great," I tried to reassure her. 

"It can look great, but it's not me," she said, working an end between two of her fingers. "Do I still look like me?"

We got to the door, and I fumbled with the key in my pocket, finding it and stuffing it into the lock. "Aurelia, you look beautiful. Even if things change," I picked at her hair from time to time. "Or if age gets at you," I touched at where most women began to get crow's feet eventually. "It doesn't matter. I probably don't say it enough, but I love you."

With that, I clicked the key in the lock and opened the door for her. "Now please, if you'd step inside, I would love to show you just how much I care about you."

She gave me a shy smile and slipped inside before setting her battle axe by the bed. She might be sweet when being intimate in the bedroom, but she wouldn't be a Virel if her weapon was out of arm's reach.

I tried not to let it intimidate me.

She bit her lip and turned around. "Can you say it again?"

I stepped up next to her, running my fingers across her cheeks. "I love you, Aurelia." I stared into her blue eyes, feeling drawn in. Like two deep pools, I fell in headfirst and nearly drowned in them.

But a soft, sweet kiss broke me from my focus, the intensity increasing to a searing heat. 

Her kiss woke something in me. We went around all day teasing, dancing around subjects. But when we finally got back to the bedroom, all it took was a couple touches. A hand here. Lips there. But then something about the kiss took a part of my mind that I had oftentimes stuffed away. And it was like a key to some secret space in me twisted and all of a sudden desire rushed out.

I grabbed Aurelia's ass as I backed her against the wall. Forcing her against the hard wood and deepening the kiss with every inch of my body. I leaned into the kiss, using my body to press against her and deepen the moment. I wanted every inch of her.

Despite her anchor strength, she let me have full control. Aurelia put her head back and opened up her pale neck and making her chest stick up.

My hands wandered up, feeling her gentle curves. And where they contrasted with the harder part of Aurelia's body. I brushed my thumbs over her abs, feeling each bump and making her giggle into my lips. 

"That tickles." She mumbled as we kissed.

"Oh, does it?" I said, brushing her abs again. And when she laughed, I stuck my tongue into her mouth and reached up to grab her hair.

I kissed her, holding her as one of her feet left the ground and she dragged a heel against the wall. The move opened her body up and she pressed her hips against me.

"I love you too," she said, breaking the kiss and nibbling down my neck. "I love the way that you get nervous and you make jokes, the way you think on your feet, and most of all, the way you treat me." She popped the first couple of buttons on my shirt, letting her kisses trail down from my neck onto my chest. "I love the way you make me feel."

It wasn’t just her words, every inch of her radiated affection.

She continued to kiss down, stopping momentarily at my waistline before she hooked her fingers into my pants and pulled them down with a swift tug.

My manhood rose up, half ready to meet her, and she cupped my balls with one hand while the other stroked the shaft, her thumb brushing the ridge at the base. She gave it a few tender kisses. 

"I love that you're you, Ard, and I once again swear my Ard's oath to you." She didn't repeat the whole oath, instead giving me the short version where she licked me from balls to tip and swallowed me.

Her soft lips massaged me to my full length taking her sweet time savoring it like ice cream.

I shuddered with pleasure, grabbing the top of Aurelia's head to stabilize myself as I leaned against the wall. "That's one hell of an oath," I said, somehow already out of breath.

Aurelia may not have been that experienced not so long ago, but she had proven to be a quick learner, both in what she liked and in learning what I liked. Her tongue drew shapes along the bottom of my shaft. As she hummed and bobbed her head, I could feel myself rapidly coming to attention under her ministrations. Her wet, warm mouth devoured every extra inch of length as I grew. 

She smiled up at me, her lips pulling tight across my base, curling against my sensitive skin as she slowly dragged herself off of me. Aurelia came up for air, panting, her blue eyes locked onto mine. A thin string of saliva connected her lips to my now very ready cock. 

"I seem to have gotten you a little worked up," she said, sounding almost apologetic. 

"That you have," I replied, "though it's no surprise with a beauty like you that I am almost always ready." 

She bit her lip and blushed, rising from her crouch to kiss me on the neck. At this point, I was stripped of my pants with my shirt unbuttoned.

I stepped out of my pants, quickly kicking off my boots as I began to peel off her leather armor. She wasn’t wearing the kingdom blues that I was used to, and it took me a second to find the zipper that had moved from where I had expected. But I was sufficiently motivated to strip her out of her armor and push her onto the desk in my room. 

Aurelia enveloped her body in mine, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me down to kiss tenderly along my jawline. My fingers wandered down, even as my cock strained, stretching itself out as if it could hope to reach into her sex

She giggled as it poked her in the stomach, only for my fingers to find her sex and elicit a small gasp from her. There was nothing quite like making your partner eager.

I parted her folds, my fingers pulling her slippery juices around that pearl of pleasure. She leaned against me with a moan and I stroked her gently, warming her up. 

Her head turned to look up at me, a blush on her cheek. "I love you. I am..." She hesitated. 

I leaned close, whispering in her ear, "Nothing too serious right now, Aurelia. I don't think I have the wit for it. You've stolen them all away." 

I pulled my hands away and leaned into her. I could feel her shift her hips to accept me as I slid into her silken paradise. Her folds massaged my cock from head to base in a slow motion as she flexed and forced herself to relax, letting my length dive deep into her. She let out a sigh and put her forehead against mine. 

"And everything is right with the world," she said, hooking her legs behind me and kissing me softly on the cheek. Those full, pillow-like lips left soft wet spots as they moved. My manty kitten was an absolute delight. All of that soft, warm love that I had for my anchors I could pour into her with slow, steady strokes, holding her hips on the desk. I grunted as I resisted the urge to thrust wildly with abandon, instead slowly and gently making love to her. 

The somewhat wonderful thing about Aurelia’s height was that, being as tall as me, we could kiss in this position. With just a slight tilt of her chin, her arms and legs wrapped around me. I held her hip and gave her slow, languid thrusts in time with the parting of our lips.

There was something different about making love in this way. I had once believed you needed pure raw friction, and that meant going hard and wild. Really, what was needed most was a warm, wet hole. Yet, Aurelia had fully disproven that fact. The slow, loving motion as we rocked upon the desk, barely making a soft creak, made me build up tension just as fast as pinning Maribelle to a bed and going wild. 

It was almost like the love between the two of us was present, swirling between our bodies and adding to the pleasure. In a sense, it was my soul intertwined with hers. My anchor had little to no resistance to me, and I could see everything in her mind.

What I realized now was that Aurelia was genuinely worried about her hair. It occupied a fair amount of her mind. Yet all of that was smothered by the giant, warm blanket that was her affection for me in the moment. 

She wanted to reaffirm our connection, she wanted to grow it, and I could see the seed of likely what she had wanted to bring up about offering her soul to me completely, like Maribelle and Emlyn. That she was even considering offering her soul, to that degree, made my heart warm. And my cock tingled as I stroked slowly inside her loving folds. 

Aurelia broke the kiss with a gasp, holding on to me and biting her lip. Her legs only gave me a slight pull every time I pulled out, like she couldn't stand for the space between us. She wanted us to crush our bodies back together. 

"This has no reason to feel this good," I said, putting my forehead against hers and letting our warm breaths mingle. 

"I'm glad you feel it too," she said, giving me a quick kiss. Before her heated breath washed over my face again, and I squeezed her thighs, my fingers not finding much fat, and instead the round muscle of her ass, I kneaded it slightly, occupying my mind, even as my cock strained inside of her. 

"I love you hard," she whispered, pecking me again, "I love you so much." She gave me several more pecks. "Give your love to me," her eyes were full of need. She squeezed me back inside of her, rocking slightly on the desk. 

"I don't have much longer," I warned her.

She let me go and I pulled back, only for her to pull me back in and push my head down into her bountiful chest, her creamy breasts wrapped around my face as she squeezed, as she pushed me deeper into them, her legs still insisting that I continue to thrust inside of her as she jiggled her shoulders. 

"Give it to me," she said, mewling with need. I grunted and gave her two quick thrusts, feeling myself peak, and I erupted inside of her and bit the inside of one of her breasts, feeling her creamy skin give under my teeth. Her whole body shuddered, her anchor-strong legs becoming a vice around me, and I felt my hips threaten to pop as she orgasmed. Our combined juices practically boiled out of her slit and dripped down my balls. 

Aurelia gasped, "yes!" And I pushed against her chest, trying to get a breath of air. She let go of me and I pulled away gasping, reaching over to the pitcher that someone had conveniently left filled at the desk. I knew better than to question Maribelle's work, taking a quick swig of the water and handing the pitcher to Aurelia. She slugged it back, greedily drinking, and wiped her mouth with the back of her arm. 

"Again?" she asked.

I laughed, my life magic was already rejuvenating me. Even as I sat inside of her, I was feeling myself come back to full vigor. I gave her a giant grin.

"The bed, please." I wiggled my eyebrows.

She bit her lip and then nodded quickly, letting go of me enough for me to slide out, before she bounced over to the bed and landed on her back, laying across the sheets like some sort of divine goddess. The way those eyes of her practically begged me to take her again was more than enough for me to put aside any words that had been in my mind and do just that, crossing the room in a single bound, taking her up in my arms and kissing her petal-soft lips as I once again devoured my delicate and cute manti-kitten.