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“We?”

“We,” he said.

Polemusa’s grip was still on his arm andshe seemed to be unaware that she was caressing the hard muscle of his bicepsuntil he looked down pointedly at her hand. She jerked her hand away and ranthe palm down the skirt of her toga. “Forgive me, son,” she said.

Without missing a beat, Ailyn reached forher hand and laid it atop his forearm as he drew her along with him, coveringher hand with his free hand. “There is nothing to forgive,” he said as thoughno harsh words had ever passed between them. “I swear to you that I will do allI can to make Shanee happy. I will never raise a hand to her and I will striveto never raise my voice either. I will give her a good life and I will be therewith her for as long as the gods allow.”

Polemusa relaxed as they walked. “That isall a mother can ask for her child,” she said gently.

“It pleases me to know you love Shanee,” hesaid.

“As it pleases me that a warrior such asyou loves her,” the defense queen replied.

* * * * *

Shanee was pacing in front of her quarters,glaring at those who had been peeking out their windows at the spectacleplaying itself out in the courtyard. She knew none of her neighbors—didn’t careto—and was irritated that they were spying on her personal business. When sherealized her mother and husband were coming back from their short walk, she wasstunned to see her mother’s hand on Ailyn’s arm and that the defense queen wassmiling.

“You have done well, daughter,” Polemusasaid. “This one is a keeper.”

Ailyn lifted his mother-in-law’s hand andkissed the back of it. “Mai ist der Wind immer an Ihrer Rückseite, Mutter,”he said softly then let go of her hand.

“Mai ist der Wind immer an IhrerRückseite, mein Sohn,” Polemusa replied.

“Now I’ll leave you two lovely ladies todiscuss me behind my back,” he said with a grin, and thrust his hands into thepockets of his leather pants.

After he was inside her quarters, Shaneeput her hands on her hips and glared at her mother. “Since when have you everwished a man that blessing, Mother?”

Her mother cocked a shoulder. “It seemedthe polite thing to do since he wished the Wind at my back.”

Shanee’s eyes narrowed. “Since when haveyou ever extended politeness to a man? You wouldn’t even say please whenhe bid you do so!”

“He was lying atop me, daughter,” Polemusasaid. “I wasn’t about to ask him to please get his well-honed and wonderfullyheavy body off me.” She smiled. “I was enjoying him far too much.”

Shanee rolled her eyes. “That is a terriblething to say about your son-in-law,” she snapped.

“Don’t tell me you find his weight and hismuscles—not to mention that hard cock I could feel pressing against mythigh—not to your liking, Shanee,” her mother said.

“Mother!” Shanee gasped, her face beet red.

“Go,” Polemusa said with a laugh. “Make useof that steely shaft with my blessing. I must return to Amazeen lest your auntincite an insurrection against me.”

* * * * *

When his lady-wife came inside, Ailyn wasreclining on the settee in a pair of black silk pants that hugged his long legslike a second skin. His chest and feet were bare, one knee crooked as he readan old-fashioned book he had brought with him from Theristes.

“Did you know Terra was once inhabited bydragons?” he asked.

She came over to him and took the book outof his hands. “No, I did not know that,” she said, putting the book aside.

“They were called pterodactyls. They lookeda bit like…”

She gripped his wrists, pressed them downto either side of his head and then put her right knee on the settee. She swungher left leg over him and stretched out along his hard length.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“What I was ordered to do by my mother,”she said, writhing her lower body against his.

“And what was it she ordered you to do?” heasked, his voice gruff.

“To make use of your steely shaft.”

His dark eyebrows shot up. “She said that?”

“In those exact words,” she answered. Shelowered her head and nibbled on his chin. “With her blessing.”

“Huh,” he commented.

Shanee pushed up on her knees as shestraddled him and pushed the elastic top of his pants down until she could freehis cock—already hot and already hard. She caressed him with one hand while sheran her other under his heavy balls.

“You’re not playing fair,” he said, andwith one wave of his hand, her uniform was gone.

“You are a naughty boy,” she said,grinning.

“I was a preoccupied boy. I was readingabout pterodactyls and it was very interesting,” he said.

She removed her hand from his cock andreached for his wrist, bringing his hand to her breast. “I got your pterodactylright here, Lord Scholar, and it is interesting.”

He molded his palm over her breast,squeezed her lightly and plucked at the nipple. “No, milady. This isn’t apterodactyl. This is definitely a triceratops. Wanna know how I know?”

“Aye,” she said, licking her lips. “I amaching to know.”

“Because it’s horny and it’s feisty,” hesaid, and he moved both his hands to her hips.

He lifted her and sat her down on hiserection.

“Oh baby,” she said. “Now that’s a steelyshaft.”

He was a rock-hard missile enveloped invelvet as he slid in and out of her, easily lifting her hips and lowering heras though she weighed no more than a feather. The smell of his juices minglingwith hers added to her need. His cock was so deliciously long and wonderfullythick in circumference that it completely filled her and began to satisfy theache that pulsed between her legs.

“You can be a bit rougher, you know,” shesaid, flinging her long white hair behind her.

“Like this?” he asked, slamming into herwith force.

“Even harder, Lord Scholar,” she taunted.

He thrust upward with his hips as he pulledher down onto his cock with enough strength that her eyes flew wide.

“Aye!” she said. “Like that!”

She was riding his hard shaft, her breastsbouncing as his fingers dug into her hips. Her head was thrown back, her eyesclosed, her hands wrapped around his forearms. She could feel the sweatglistening on her