An Understanding

Smirking, Iris turned on her side, " Is that so," She cooed, finding the leverage that she needed against him. Dakran wouldn't be pleased that he approached her against his express command.

" You can tell him if you like, but my head will sit on the wall of Ironstone before the sun sets. He wasn't very happy with my deeds during my stay in the south and the fact that I disobeyed his order to return, several times, " Her brows quirked up in surprise at his words, but it didn't last long and the smirk returned. It suited her much better than anything else. Her mischievous side was more entertaining than anything else.

"Maybe I will, maybe I won't, " She hummed and traced the valley on his chest with her finger. A moan rumbled through him at the feel of her touch on him, and his cock jumped in excitement.

A little longer.

" You should get some rest," He raised his head and wrapped his fingers around her wrist. Bringing her hand to his mouth, he took her finger into his mouth, sucked on it and nibbled on the little pad at the end.

"Bedtime," He declared as he pushed himself to stand before, with his length dangling between them.

Her eyes widened at the sight, leering at the sheer size of his cock. He had half a mind in telling her that soon, that would be the only thing that she would need to feel full.

After pondering for a moment, he stretched his hand for her to take. Without taking her eyes off his length she placed her hand into his, pulling herself up, standing before him in all her curvaceous glory.

" Are they pleased? " He asked as he helped her out of the bath.

She raised her eyes to meet his gaze, understanding what he meant. She hummed, feeling ashamed of the deed from earlier.

" They are...They are sisters, three in number...One stayed behind to keep watch over Redkite. She is with Evin," Iris added as he wrapped a towel around her and went to find one for himself.

" They are quite perverse. Whimsical," Iris continued, as he wrapped himself in the towel. Figures, since they insisted for her to come and see him. He felt the need to thank them. If it weren't for them...

" Thank you. I'm grateful for your wonderful gift," Corvin crooned, while Iris stared at him a little confused.

" The sisters are laughing, and you're welcome," Iris acted as a messenger since he couldn't see or hear them.

" What gift?" Iris asked, as she shuffled around the bed, and plopped herself on the edge, waiting for his answer.

" You," He flatly replied as he crawled on the bed and tugged on the covers.

" You are the gift I'm grateful for," He added, holding the covers for her to slip under and he followed.

" Sleep now," He urged, bundling her with the covers and his arms in a loving embrace.

" I'm madly in love with you," He whispered, as he placed his cheek on the crown of her head. He'd promised himself that he would never reveal it to her, but he wanted her to know. That he wasn't just mad. He was mad and in love. A dangerous combination.

She fisted the covers with her hand, shuddering against him at his words.

" I don't feel the same," She whispered, attempting to lean back to look at him. No, it wasn't a good moment to look in her eyes. He was tethering at the edge of self-control. On look, and he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.

" I know," He grumbled, displeased, " Sleep now," You will, soon.

His eyes drifted to her shoulder where the cursed mark lay. It had changed since he'd last seen her. It had a different pattern to it. Only if he'd know what all of that meant.

That thought knawed at him since he first laid his eyes on the mark. Only if he could undo what magic and the mind of sick man had done. She would be free. She would be his, and all would be good.

Erasing the past would be a difficult feat. Pelham, he had to find puddin' who was most likely lurking around the kitchen or pantry. His forsooth abilities might come in handy with his predicament.

His eyes trailed to her sleeping figure curled up in his arms. He'd wondered if the sisters kept silent, to allow her to rest. For now, she needed to rest. She looked beat and worse for wear.

He found some comfort that she had accepted his touch. Despite his admission, she didn't pull away like he had expected. There was hope. Hope that she would grow fond of him, eventually. If she hadn't already.

A soft moan coming from Iris pulled his attention back to her, and her delicate features. Enchanting. The mesmerising beauty, and behind all of that a tormented soul. She deserved peace.

A gingerly placed kiss in the corner of her eye, signifying a silent good night and I'll will see you soon. And he finally placed his head on the pillow and shared her breath.

" I missed you," He knew she couldn't hear him or perhaps the sisters would tell her later.

" I can't wait for you to open your eyes," He whispered against her lips and lightly pressed her lips on hers.

Her eyes fluttered open, at the feel of his lips on hers and his heart stopped for a fraction.

" I thought you said I needed rest," She grumbled, biting on the corner of her lips to stifle a smile.

" I got impatient," He smirked," I haven't seen you in two moons. You'll have to forgive me," He purred, seductively and pressed his lips on hers, searing her skin with his. Stirring the latent fire within once more.