Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

Before she could say anything, his hands had begun caressing her thighs.

"It would be easier for me to heal your muscles if you took this bit of cloth covering off." He muttered into her ear and began pulling at her little summer dress.

"No, no. I can keep this on—"

"I will not do anything to harm you, Woman. I want to finish what we started at your home."

"Wait. What did we start at my home?"

He roared a deep rumbling growl inside his chest as if frustrated by her.

"I was healing your bruised muscles, do you remember?"

She crossed her hands over her chest.

"Why do you need to see my body to heal my bruises?"

He tilted his head, looking confused.

"I have seen your body without clothing. Have you forgotten that you yourself took it off and asked me to heal you?"

"Yes, but…" she paused.

She couldn't argue with that. She had stripped down to almost nothing in front of him, pointing at all her various contusions and asking for help.

So why was it different this time around?

"You still don't believe me?" He laughed gently.

"Not in the slightest."

He gazed at her with gentle eyes.

"Why would I hurt you? You are the woman who holds in your hand the Avgo. You are most precious to me."

Candi gazed at him uncomprehending. What in heck did that pink sapphire have to do with anything?

He reached out and touched her face with gentle hands.

"One day, you will come to trust me. For now, lie down and get comfortable. I will heal the remaining areas of your body where you are hurt."

Candi bit her lip. He really was a good healer. Maybe if she let him work on some of her deeper aches and pains…

She sat up and pulled off her summer dress, leaving only her bra and panties.

"Okay. But if you try anything funny, I'm going to clobber you!" She shot him a warning look.

Slate smiled and reached out for her shoulders. Levitating her a bit, he shifted her until she was on her stomach and then he began to rub her back.

At first, his fingers barely grazed the surface of her skin. Everywhere he touched, she tingled with pleasure.

His hands were magic and they released a warmth that felt like the sweetest honey.

She was drowning in the tingly sweet feeling when she felt the snap of her bra release with a single touch.

Within seconds, her entire bare back was his to do as he pleased.

His touch became firmer as he put more strength into his fingers.

He was gentle but firm. Where he felt knots in her tired muscles, he released a warm electrical current from his fingers, targeting those areas with his healing touch.

She stretched her body out, luxuriating in the feel of his healing hands.

As he worked his way down to her waist, he paused for a moment.

Curious, she turned her head to look at him and for the first time, saw Slate shirtless.

The butterflies in her stomach began to flutter.

His upper torso was rock hard. She could see his sculpted muscles gleaming in the soft glow of the transport pod's warm lights.

"Why…" She looked up into his eyes.

They were warm and gentle and filled with something akin to adoration.

"I want to feel you, skin-to-skin." He whispered as he leaned forward and flipped her over onto her back.

With a flick of his finger, he tossed her bra aside and covered her body with his.

Candi's heart began thumping so hard she could feel her pulses racing like a wild mare.

As he rubbed his body onto hers, her breasts throbbed with pleasure, pressed as they were against his chest.

She felt his moist tongue licking her neck, his lips kissing her skin. He moved his lips upward, his hot breath tickling her face.

Gently, he suckled her cheeks, and then he moved his lips' exploration upwards to her eyes. His tongue darted out, tickling her lids.

Her lashes fluttered and she closed her eyes. She could feel his tongue trailing kisses up to her temple, and then towards her forehead.

"You are so beautiful to me." He whispered into her ear.

Unable to hold back, he grabbed her around the waist. With barely suppressed desire, he buried his face into her skin, rubbing his nose into that sensitive space between her shoulder and her neck.

She opened her mouth to say something but at that very moment, his warm soft shapely lips had covered her mouth.

As his tongue thrust in between her lips, she quivered uncontrollably. Letting out a soft whimper, she surrendering herself to his kiss.

"Hmmmm."

He pushed his tongue deeper into her mouth, tasting, caressing, suckling. It was as if he could not get enough of her taste.

His hands moved across the expanse of her shoulders, down to her waist and then her hips. Waves of desire reverberated from the area where his fingers met her body.

Where the waves hit, her body responded.

Her nipples hardened. Her petals moistened.

He moved lower.

Candi gasped. She could feel his wet tongue flicking and licking her erect nipple.

Then, he cupped both mounds and began an almost unbearable onslaught of sucking and licking, first one aureole, and then the other.

Quivering with the intensity of pleasure, she could barely breathe as he kept up his onslaught on her breasts.

The sensation of his lips on her nipples sent a thrilling jolt of electricity directly to her womb, opening up a floodgate of wetness that gushed out from between her legs.

For a moment, radiant streams of blues, golds, pinks, and purples burst from her visual cortex streaming outward into the periphery of her field of vision. The kaleidoscope of colors radiating outward made her dizzy and unable to orient herself.

And then her soul exploded outward in a hot gush of brilliant light, propelled along by some huge raging hurricane of energy.

"Haaaah!!!" Her breath expelled with force, jolting her body in spasms.

Slate held her as she shook with waves of pleasure.

"You are a very sensual and warm woman." He whispered with satisfaction.. "We've barely just begun to kiss."