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  Another explosion rocked my body and I came in a burst of juice and fire and I screamed, spasming, trembling and stiffening as Joshua pummeled me harder and slid one hand down to viciously tease my swollen clit. He was almost hurting me now with the force of his fucking, but combined with his expert fingers on my throbbing clit, it only served to make me come again in another explosive, screaming climax that left me breathless and panting. He was grunting with the effort now and I moaned weakly, watching him. My body shook under his savage assault and I felt my sheath twitch weakly against his solid cock, a sharp, burning tremor suffusing me. I watched him, his primal growls burning my insides, his steely eyes narrowed but fixed solidly on mine as he increased his pace, fucking me with a primal, animal lust that was almost frightening. I winced, trembling, spirals of liquid fire rising inside me. My body began to shake and tears came to my eyes. Not another one, part of me protested weakly, muscles aching even as they clenched yet again, shaking, and a soft whimper escaped me. I moaned, gasping, seeing a flash of something in Joshua's eyes as he grunted, watching, fucking me ferociously.

  My stomach clenched in darkly degenerate tremors as I realized what the flash in his eyes was. Triumph. And then I dissolved in such an overpowering eruption of pure, primal ecstasy that I screamed and screamed and screamed. At the same moment, Joshua came hard and fast, exploding inside me with a loud, primitive growl that, when mixed with my own screaming, turned the hidden glade into a cacophony of violent sound that went on for a while.

  He finally collapsed atop me when I'd screamed myself hoarse and the two of us lay there, panting, for an indeterminate amount of time.

  Silence fell, soft and heavy, upon us, a misty breeze, laden with the strong scent of rain, finding its way through the gaps in the overgrown hedgerows and the unkempt stone wall, to settle, just as heavily upon our still warm, sweat-drenched bodies.

  A chill crept over my skin and I shivered then.

  Joshua looked up at me, kissed my passion-swollen lips and murmured, “Very nice."

  I nodded weakly. This was the most physically exhausted sex had made me in a very long while. My body was still trembling a little.

  He rolled off me and I pushed myself up. “By the Ancients,” I muttered, but then found myself at a loss for words for a moment.

  He chuckled. “As I said earlier, my dear. You continue to reveal depths I didn't think were there.” He kissed my throat and I shivered, sighing.

  "I don't suppose—"

  "Your fantasies are between you and me, Alena, no matter how scandalous, depraved or shocking you think they are. I have nothing to gain by exposing you to your enemies."

  I turned to look at him then, discomfited by the fact that my eyes were a little damp. I blinked the offending wetness away and nodded. “Not everyone would say that."

  He nodded. “True. But there is a difference between fantasy and reality. And I recognize that difference. Besides—” he smiled wickedly, “—there are ways to make those fantasies a reality without compromising you or your position."

  My eyebrows raised and I couldn't help the flush that lit my cheeks, or the little smile that tugged at my lips.

  He smirked. “We'll see, my dear Duchess Varian."

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  FUGUE

  Fugue—"A dreamlike state of altered consciousness that may last for hours or days."

  In darkness, mists of color swirled about me, above, below and through me. Soft music filtered through my consciousness as I watched the soft chromatics and I sighed deeply, relaxing.

  "Quite a show,” a soft, deep voice drawled in my ear.

  Warmth suffused me and I stiffened a bit, my hands reflexively gripping the arms of my lounger before I forced myself to relax and answer him.

  "Yes, it was,” I whispered, unwilling to disturb the meditations of the others within the fugue chamber, even if Joshua didn't seem to care.

  He chuckled softly, his warm breath tickling my ear. “Your Prince Lensar was quite riveting earlier. I quite enjoyed watching his temper tantrum, as did your new allies."

  "Well I didn't,” I snapped a little more harshly than I'd meant to. “Siar's reaction was completely uncalled for and inappropriate. And I certainly didn't appreciate being insulted in front of the entire Quadrant."

  Joshua's fingers caressed my arm and I stiffened. “Stop that,” I murmured.

  "You didn't deserve it, that's true, Your Grace.” His fingers were creeping up, to my shoulder. “You're most definitely not your mother.” Ice shot down my spine as fire trailed from his fingers.

  "Stop that,” I said again.

  "Shh,” he breathed in my ear, kissing it. I shivered. His fingers slid over my collarbone, over the fine wool of my uniform jacket. They slid under my collar and crept down, burning through the smooth, soft cotton fabric of my tunic, brushing the swells of my breasts and I felt his free hand begin to work the fastenings of my jacket.

  "Joshua—"

  "Shh,” he whispered again. “Meditation is all well and good for lowering stress, but it is my considered opinion that you need a different method of relaxation."

  "It's a little more than simple stress."

  "Exactly.” His fingers crept lower, brushing over my breasts as he pushed my jacket open for easier access to them. With incredible difficulty I suppressed a moan, turning towards him with the intention of making him stop. “Joshua—"

  His lips met mine in a deep, firm kiss as his hands massaged my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples, which were hardening beneath the soft cotton and lace covering them. I wound my arms around his chest, sliding from my lounging chair into his, returning his kiss. He was right, I needed this, much more than the fugue chamber. As I melted against him, I felt him smile and his kisses became even more intense and passionate. His fingers played across my nipples, pushing my brassiere down, beneath the fabric of my tunic.

  Above us, the colors swirled through a rainbow of shades, the slow, softly hypnotizing music drifting in and out of my consciousness as Joshua caressed and massaged me, his slow, thorough kisses intoxicating, his strong body warm against mine. He tugged my tunic free of my pants and pushed it up over my breasts, kissing down, over my chin and throat. I sucked in a breath as his lips touched my nipple and his warm hands squeezed and massaged me while he kissed, licked and sucked. I squirmed a little, electricity racing through my blood, bursting between my legs, and I slid my hands over his wide back, down to his waist. As he continued to suckle my breasts, I ran my fingers over his hip and around, brushing firmly along his rapidly hardening length. He moaned softly as I did and I smiled in the dark, unfastening his belt and pants and slipping my hand inside. My breasts tingled, their nipples swelling, tips hard as he sucked them and I dipped my head to his ear to whisper, “Suck me harder, Joshua ... I love that."

  He smiled and I felt a sudden hard pull on my nipple that made me gasp as a jolt of erotic pleasure shot through me. He scraped his teeth over me and I moaned, squirming under him as I closed my hand around his satiny smooth cock and pulled it out of his pants, feeling his gasp hot against my already heated skin. I moaned myself as he began sucking me again, his hands kneading and pulling on me harder. I licked my lips, my thumb sliding wetly over the silky head of his member, his skin warming and swelling as I caressed him. “Mmmm...” I breathed, suckling his earlobe, “That feels so good ... you're so warm and thick ... do you want me to suck on you?"

  He smiled against my breasts and I slid down his body to kneel on the thickly carpeted floor of the chamber, between his knees. I pulled his pants down around the tops of his boots and bent my head to the warm and spicy scent of his skin, licking around his balls, which, I noted with delight, he kept trimmed very nicely. I heard a deeply satisfying groan from him, which was something I never got tired of, and slowly began to suck on him. “I think I shall do you as you so wonderfully did me,” I whispered, knowing that he'd hear me. I felt a shiver go through him as my warm, kiss-swoll
en lips wrapped tenderly around one of his balls and sucked it into my mouth.

  He groaned. I sucked him lightly and gently, feeling the shiver go through him and moved to the other. All the while I caressed his cock with my hands, smoothing the slick, warm liquid that was leaking from him all over that satiny skin, sliding it up and down the solid inner core of him, feeling the velvety firmness of his rounded head. I listened with intense satisfaction to his deep groans and growls of pleasure. Slowly I slid up with my tongue, finding the sensitive loose skin and sucking lightly on it until he dug his fingers in my hair and began to pull. I smiled inwardly as I released him and slipped his head into my mouth with a sigh. He tasted incredible and I paused a moment, simply enjoying him. His spicy, masculine scent was heady, he was hot and smooth and musky-tasting. Closing my eyes, I slowly slid my mouth down, over him. He deserved a good, solid treatment from me, which was something I enjoyed, and knew for a fact I was exceptional at. Locking my lips firmly around his girth, I slid him into my throat, my tongue playing over his skin. I sucked lightly at him and moved my head up, feeling him begin to throb and hearing a soft, deeply aroused moan. His fingers tightened in my hair and I hissed a little at the sharp pain which sent a thrill of fire through my body to pool in the rapidly heating and swelling flesh between my legs. I continued to slide slowly, up and down Joshua's cock, licking and sucking with relish.

  I squirmed against my own throbbing, twitching, sensitive skin grinding against my now painfully tight uniform pants. I felt the hem beneath my pulsing, swollen clit which rubbed against it as I moved. I gasped sharply, sticky and wet and quickly unfastened my belt and pants to slide my hand into my soaking panties. I groaned as my fingers slid over my soft, slippery, hot flesh and found the nub of my clit. I began to rub it as I sucked harder on Joshua, his hands in my hair pulling my head up and down atop him. I let go of him long enough to push my pants down around my hips and slid my fingers deep into myself, teasing my clit with my thumb. I shuddered as I began to pump, sucking harder on Joshua as my head bobbed over him, his hips thrusting against me now, hands pulling on my hair. He grunted and I felt his cock stiffen and begin to twitch. I ‘mmmed’ against his skin and he growled, going still, his fingers gripping my hair, holding my head still. I groaned, my fingers pumping faster in and out of my slick wet pussy, a sloppy slurping sound coming from me. His cock pulsed hard and he exploded into my mouth, filling me with hot, thick, musky juice. I swallowed the spicy stuff, moaning and licking at him as he continued to pump, spasming into me with abandon.

  Fire shot through me from my clit and pussy and I gasped sharply as I came, fresh hot liquid dribbling out of me, over my fingers and hand to dampen the panties and pants I hadn't managed to get off yet.

  Joshua pulled me off him finally and I gasped for air as my body continued to explode in motes of fire. He grabbed my arms and pulled me up on top of him, my hand sliding from my pussy as he did so. I found his lips and slipped my sticky fingers between them and he moaned, sucking them. I managed to kick off one boot and pant leg and straddled him, sliding my wet and dripping flesh over his still hot, but tired, member. He groaned and I felt him twitch. I smiled in the darkness and nuzzled his ear. “Think you can get hard again this quickly, Wetfire?” I taunted gently. “I really need to be fucked good and hard ... think you can do that?"

  He growled at me, nipping my fingers and snarled, “You know what happens when you try to tease me, Varian."

  I giggled softly. “Mmhm. I'm counting on it.” I continued to massage him, feeling him thicken and swell against my searing flesh. My clit rasped against the short stubble at the base of his rapidly rising cock. I gasped sharply, fireworks exploding between my legs. I shuddered and fell against him, hearing his soft, wicked chuckling in my ear.

  "See what happens?” he murmured, sucking my earlobe. “Naughty Duchess."

  I felt his hand connect with my backside, sending another burst of fire through me and I groaned against him. He spanked me again and I quivered, pleasure radiating through me at the sting.

  "Fuck me, Joshua...” I breathed, wriggling my hips so that his cock found my entrance and began to slide in. I growled as he filled me, and another shudder went through me.

  He moaned softly as well but didn't move, not even to spank me.

  I squirmed, beginning to push my hips against him and he grunted but still didn't move. I felt his cock bump against me, and my sheath twitched around him, a soft, wet, sucking sound coming from us as I continued to move, pushing up atop him and sliding his shirt up over his wide chest. My hands slid over his body and he growled, but still didn't move. I realized he was waiting for one thing from me. As horny as I was, I didn't care much about anything but feeling him slamming into me so I leaned down, brushing my breasts lightly against his chest and whispered, “Fuck me, Joshua ... Please."

  I heard him chuckle softly and his hands wrapped around my breasts, squeezing them. “You're learning,” he grumbled, his whisper thick and almost unintelligible. His hips pushed up hard and he buried his shaft deep inside me. I groaned loudly, stiffening.

  "That feels so good..."

  He began to slowly pump his hips against mine and I started to ride him, gasping softly as my sheath expanded and molded to him, his hands squeezing and playing with my breasts. I bounced faster and faster atop him as he grunted and pushed against me. I was panting with the effort, the sensation of his sliding cock burning away any other thoughts but that of my need to be penetrated by him, pounded good and hard, fucked viciously until I was screaming with pleasure.

  He stopped suddenly and picked me up. I gasped, dazedly wondering what he was going to do next. He nibbled my earlobe and pushed me over the back of the empty lounger in the row in front of us. I leaned over, more than willingly as he pushed against me with his cock and immediately began to hammer me, hard, fast and loudly, growling with the effort, my soft, wet, thick flesh slurping against his hardness. My fingers dug into the upholstery of the seat I was bent over, my breasts swinging hard with each thrust. I gasped, molten fire racing through my blood. He dug his fingers into my butt, going faster and faster and I began to moan loudly, squirming, thrusting against him.

  "Oooh yes ... harder ... yes ... fuck me...” He was slamming into me now and I felt my body begin to spasm. “Oh yes! Please ... please, more ... yes...” My voice broke raggedly and I began to pant, coming hard and fast, my sheath spasming and squeezing him, as I heard him growl and felt him stiffen, his cock throbbing and exploding within me.

  I groaned, slumping over the back of the lounger.

  His hand twisted in my hair and pulled me up. I hissed at the pain but turned my head toward his. I realized then, we'd just had noisy, lusty sex in a public place. I winced, then giggled.

  "What's so funny?” Joshua whispered, kissing me as I laughed.

  "Do you think anyone recognized us?” I whispered.

  Joshua sucked on my lip a moment then said, “Probably. Do you care?"

  I turned to wrap my arms around him and he dropped us back into his own lounger. I kissed him for a long, luxurious time before I lifted my head and said softly, “Not right now. Maybe later I will. I'm not entirely sure. Perhaps the place is empty."

  I straddled him again and helped his cock to slide back into my warm and restless body. He groaned softly. “Alena..."

  I kissed him and slid along his length with slow, intense enjoyment. “I don't care right now, Joshua,” I breathed. “I just don't. Getting caught fucking you wouldn't damage me politically one bit.” I shuddered, feeling him twitch and swell a little inside me. I groaned. “Gods, Joshua, you feel so good!"

  "Alena?” he asked, his voice soft and bemused, “Are you alright?"

  I squirmed, sighing. “Mmm ... I'm fine, Joshua ... Just very, very, very aroused..."

  He chuckled. “Damn. I guess the rumors are true after all.” He nuzzled my neck and began to slide languorously inside of me. I shivered and moaned.

  "What rumors?�
� I asked, running my fingers through his hair.

  "About you, for one thing. About Dirandans in general."

  I bent to kiss him. “Oh..,” I giggled again, feeling incredibly sexy and feminine at the moment. “Well, when I do a thing, I like to do it well..."

  He was stiffening as we spoke. “Like sucking cock, for instance?"

  "Mmhm,” I murmured, licking his neck and nuzzling him. “That, among other things."

  "As for the other, well, I wasn't entirely sure the reputation you people have for lust was the truth. Tamara, well..."

  I sucked on his earlobe and he groaned, slipping in and out of me a little quicker now, with a definite wet slurp each time his head emerged and slid back in. I smiled, loving the sound and the hot, spicy, musky scent our entwined bodies were creating. “Ooh, Tamara Sable...” I breathed. “I've heard of her..."

  "Of course you have."

  "Oh, well, yes ... but she's legendary, Josh. I'd love a chance to fuck her."

  Joshua coughed a little and laughed. “Really? You're into women as well?"

  I giggled. “I'm into sex, Joshua. Women and men and anything else that might come along."

  He stopped nuzzling me for a moment.

  The darkness faded into a soft, warm dim and he looked into my eyes. “You're speaking the truth, Alena? No lying?"

  I blinked at him, noting with a small part of my mind that the chamber was empty and wondering how he got the lights to come on like that. “No lying, Joshua,” I said softly. “I didn't grow up with the same ideas about sex. What do you think all our ‘State Balls’ are for, anyway? We don't call Court that often, you know. It's just a more elegant term for ‘wild three-day orgy'.” I giggled again, feeling completely high.