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He lay
down against the sheet and Helena leaned over him, pulling his tunic from him.
    “You are beautiful,” he whispered, running his fingers
through her hair, which rippled over her shoulders.
    “And you are handsome.”
    Eratos grinned as she ran her fingers over each scar,
tracing over the puckered flesh.
    “Do my battle scars disgust you?”
    “Nay, they do not. I am sorry they mar your flesh.”
    He cocked an eyebrow as he fingered locks of her hair,
twirling the ends around. “Nay, they do not mar. They serve as a reminder to be
more careful.”
    “Aye.” She leaned down and captured his lips, before
nibbling down his body as he had done to her. “Then it is a good thing you have
that reminder. I would hate for anything to happen to you.”
    Her heart raced, her blood thundering through her as she
traced her hands down over his hard abdomen—her fingers brushing his hard
shaft. Eratos sucked in a deep breath.
    “Did I hurt you?” she teased. Helena knew she did not hurt
him, instead she repeated the movement and Eratos groaned again.
    “ Anam cara , you torture me so.”
    Helena sighed softly as she straddled his hips. His hard
cock pressed against her core. He ran his hands up to her breasts, cupping
them, teasing the nipples, sending a jolt of liquid heat through her body.
    Eratos was called a heathen by her people, yet he showed her
kindness, he was gentle. She kissed him again, letting his tongue plunder her
mouth. Her body came alive, as if it had been in a deep sleep. Bliss coursed
through her at his touch.
    She broke the kiss, pushing him against the sheets. Reaching
between them, she encircled her palm around his cock and slowly lowered her sex
onto his shaft. Helena bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out as she
mounted him.
    Eratos let out a throaty moan when he was fully seated
inside her. His hands slid from her breasts to her hips.
    “And how do you like this position, little one?” He chuckled
softly.
    “I like it very much indeed.” She moved her hips, slowly
moving up and down his cock. “And how do you like it?”
    “ Mmm , I enjoy having you riding me.” His fingers
slipped through the curls at the apex of her thighs to rub her clitoris.
    “By the gods,” she whispered, quickening her pace.
    She let out a small cry of delight, surprised at what he was
doing. Was this part of lovemaking? Was this what was going on during all those
feasts? Helena had been pleasantly surprised when he took her maidenhead. She
had no idea mating could be so pleasurable.
    Warmth spread through her body like an inextinguishable
fire, her body going taut as ecstasy enveloped her in a warm cocoon. She loved
mating with Eratos and she knew a fortnight would never be enough.
    She wanted to be his and his alone.
    He thrust upward quickly, meeting her rhythm. He held on
tight to her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as she rode him like a
wild stallion.
    Eratos began to thrust harder, faster. Helena reached
forward, clutching at the bedding as she felt a coil of heat begin to unfurl
deep in her belly. She was going to come again. She arched her back, crying out
as the pleasure overtook her. Eratos let out a loud shout and stiffened,
spilling his seed into her. She could feel his cock pulsating deep inside her.
    Helena collapsed against his chest that was moist with
sweat. His heart was racing, pounding against her ear. It slowed down as they
both caught their breath. Eratos caressed her back, his hands running over her
skin.
    They had been so lost in the moment—they had forgotten they
were not alone in the house. Helena listened for any sounds that they had been
heard, but the house was still silent. She rolled off Eratos, nestling beside
him once more, and promptly falling fast asleep.

Chapter Three
     
    Eratos left her with the coming dawn with a brush of his
lips against hers and a promise he would return when it was safe. Though she
knew he wouldn’t be far off, she would still miss his