lay on her bed, naked, vulnerable and alone. Her nipples hardened,
recalling his hands on her breasts, caressing them, kneading them. His clear
blue eyes locked on her with intensity as he bent over her, capturing one of
the sensitive buds with his lips, branding her with liquid fire.
Helena bit her lip as she caressed her breasts in response
to picturing Eratos’ hands on her flesh. An ache, a need, made her drive her
hips upward. She licked her fingers, trailing them down over her stomach and
between her thighs. Her hand slipped down her sex, parting her folds, and she
began to circle the center of her pleasure. A headiness enveloped her body as
her blood ignited, building slowly into a full-blown inferno that raged through
her.
By the gods, she wished Eratos was here, taking her,
mounting her.
Closing her eyes, she saw Eratos’ face between her thighs.
Pictured his tongue licking her slit, felt his fingers slip inside her sheath,
pumping in and out of her. A wild sensation built up inside her. She felt as if
she were going to shatter as her release came fast and strong. The muscles in
her pussy pulsated as the aftermath of her erotic fantasy washed through her.
When the last shudders of her orgasm left her, she rolled
over and gasped as she saw a dark figure lurking in the shadows. Helena sat up
and was about to scream, but Eratos stepped out of the shadows, naked, his cock
fully erect.
“You really should not have done that, anam cara .”
“Oh?” She arched a brow. “Why is that?”
Eratos grinned. “Only I shall bring you pleasure.”
“You are so sure of yourself, gladiator.” Licking her lips,
she scooted across her bed. “Let us make a wager, shall we?”
“I’m intrigued.”
“You cannot touch me as I try to bring you to the very
height of ecstasy. If you take me before I am done, you lose.”
Eratos grinned. “As simple as that? I accept your wager. I
have survived many battles, I am positive I can overcome this one.”
Helena grinned. “We shall see.”
“When does—” His words were cut off in a moan as she grasped
the base of his shaft and ran her tongue along the underside of the tip. “ Anam
cara. ” More strangled Celtic words escaped past his lips as she took him in
her mouth. Her hand moved up and down the length of him as she sucked on his
cock, giving him the same pleasure he had bestowed on her last night.
Eratos grunted and began to thrust into her mouth, his
fingers entwining in her hair as he thrust against her, but all too soon he
pulled away.
“This is not how I want to release.” His words deep, husky,
laced with ecstasy.
Helena grinned. “Do you yield?”
“Aye, now get on your hands and knees.” Helena chuckled as
she did that. Eratos cupped the cheeks of her bottom, kneading them. His cock
teased the entrance of her slick entrance. He thrust forward, filling her. She
gasped as he began to move in and out of her. Eratos plunged deep into her,
holding her hips, bringing her tight against him as he took her like an animal.
He leaned over her back and she could feel his hard chest
against the curve of her spine, his hands on either side of her. His movements
became shallow, his breathing thick and rapid in her ear.
“By the gods, you are so tight.”
Helena purred as he stiffened and spilled his seed into her.
Eratos pulled out of her and collapsed against the bedding. Helena chuckled and
curled up beside him. He opened one eye and looked at her.
“I win,” she teased.
“Is that so?” With a large roar Eratos pounced on her. His
cock hard as he knocked open her legs with his thighs and plunged into her
again. Proving to her he never gave up without a fight.
* * * * *
“Thelonius is out,” Helena announced lazily, lying across
his chest. Eratos chuckled and continued drawing unseen circles across her
soft, delicate skin.
“I know. His men are scouring Antioch at this moment,
looking for me. He has made his way to a Roman bath in the section of