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to his lips and tasting her.
    "Now, without so many clothes." His voice was husky, the skin of his face tight across his cheekbones and his eyes glittering with intensity.
    She knew she was blushing, but she sat up on him and reached behind her neck to release her dress.
    The gauzy fabric pooled around her waist, but she didn't have time to feel cool air. Garoz's hands were on her the moment the fabric hit her waist. She leaned her head back as he cupped her breasts and she shifted her hips on him until she was rubbing against the hot ridge under his trousers.
    Tension spilled through her and she pressed her hands over his while she enjoyed the moment before she released his hands and started working on the clasp on his trousers. She eased his cock free and heard as well as felt her panties disappear.
    Sylvain bit her lip again as she stroked him with intensity, loving the heat as well as the strength in his flesh.
    "Put me inside you, sweetling."
    She trembled and rose on her knees, positioning him at her slit and rocking her hips to coat him with her moisture. She braced her hands on his chest and eased him into her, inch by inch. She looked at his face and smiled, his chest was heaving, his eyes were narrowed to slits and when she seated herself fully on him, his hands cupped her hips and started to move her before she could find her pace.
    His pace started slow and then as cries started to break from her throat with the friction of her clit against his pubic bone, it took on a blinding speed that scorched her with the heat of flesh against flesh.
    Broken cries echoed in the room as she got closer and closer to the edge, but when he reached up, pulled her forward and firmly gripped the base of her wings, she came apart.
    Searing rainbows burst behind her eyes and her body shook uncontrollably as he arched up into her and shouted his release.
    Sylvain had her head on his chest, facing the door when it opened a crack to show the face of the prefect. She kept trying to hold back her breathing, but when the door closed, she let out a chuckle.
    "You were right. They did check."
    His fingers were stroking her neck. "It is a male reaction. He wanted to make sure that you were not faking your marriage. I believe that we just proved it."
    Sylvain lifted her hips and let him slide free of her, she dismounted from him and put the top of her dress back into place. Her dress appeared demure, but she and Garoz were both aware that it was all that stood between her and complete nudity. "There is a lav over there."
    She gestured to the panel door and he nodded, leaving her for a moment before returning with a washcloth. "Lift your dress, Sylvain. As much as I like my scent on you, it will be uncomfortable after a few minutes."
    Blushing furiously, she lifted the dress to let him clean between her thighs. The cool cloth soothed her, but she was too embarrassed to enjoy it. When he was done, Syl went to the small table and set one tray for him and the water-heavy tray for her.
    "There is no need to be embarrassed. I will explain more to you when we are at the carnival, but for now, you only need to know that I will keep anyone from trying to confine or harm you. You will be safe with me." His words were whispered into her neck as he helped her settle on a backless stool.
    "I believe you." She smiled. It was true. Nothing he had done had been aggressive or endangered her in any way. Less danger than some of her carnival acts had put her in. A little public sex was not one of her hang-ups. In fact, it was kind of funny to have the prefect poke his head in.
    She poured a glass of water and he stopped her. He took her glass, sniffed it and then handed it back to her. "They can't poison me. They need me for a week."
    He chuckled. "You have a point. If they could harm me, I am sure they would."
    She didn't ask him what he meant by that. If they were being monitored, it would stand out as glaring if she had to ask him why he could not be harmed.