Calder picked up his pace as he watched Lady Syria's face change. "Ahhhh!" She screamed louder. "Say my name." He said as he stopped moving his fingers. Lady Syria's back plopped back onto the bed, her face was flushed to the base of her neck, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes as she tried to catch her breath.
"Say my name." Calder repeated as he stared at Lady Syria. She brought her gaze to his face as she sucked in a shaky breath. "No." She said as she exhaled. Calder furrowed his brows as he looked at her face. "I will get you to say my name." He said in a threatening tone. Lady Syria's eyes widened just as Calder started to move his fingers again. Another round of pleasure laced screams left her lips and Calder felt like it wasn't enough.
He then leaned in and placed his mouth next to her ear. He picked up the lobe with the tip of his tongue and started to suck. He could feel her tears starting to run down the side of her face as her back arched upwards again. He stopped sucking and started to lick the edges of her ear until he reached the top. He then placed a trail of kisses from her temple down to her cheek and to her neck. Making sure he left a good amount of kiss marks as he kissed her neck. Just as he moved to kiss her lips he felt something wet.
His eyes grew wide as Lady Syria gasped o we and over again. Whatever the liquid was it wasn't stopping. He quickly removed his hand and got up. Lady Syria's night gown had gotten wet along with some of the bed. Lady Syria's body fell back onto the bed and her eyes rolled back. Calder looked at her and then his hand. He quickly sniffed his fingers and wondered what had happened.
It wasn't urine, it had an erotic scent to it and he really wanted to keep smelling it but there were other pressing matters. He wiped his hand on his shirt and tried to think of what to do next. He didn't know what to do.
"I guess I need to change the bedding... and her too?" Calder asked himself as he scratched the back of her head. Calder moved back onto the bed and tried to remove Lady Syria's night gown but found that the lace strings were too much of a nuisance. With a frustrated groan he ripped the dress off. Lady Syria laid in bed completely naked. Calder gasped at the beauty of her body.
She had flawless skin, wide hips, not a slender waist but it wasn't big either. It looked more attractive then the women with the tiny things that he assumed were their waist but the best part were her breasts. Though she was laying down they were wonderful, white mountains with nude coloured peaks. Calder shuddered as his hand reached out. He didn't get to fully enjoy them when he was massaging them but the moment his covered a breast with his hand an explosion hit him.
Her breasts fit perfectly in his hand, drool escaped his mouth as he thought that she was made just for him. Calder gulped as he willed his hand to let go of her breast and wiped his mouth. He then decided to scoop up Lady Syria in a princess carry. He looked around the room and spotted the couch.
With a sigh he walked over and gently placed her onto the couch. He walked back to the bed and grabbed the blanket but realized it was also wet. He needed to cover her quickly, he didn't want her to feel cold so he took off his shirt and cover her body with it instead.
He looked at the bed and scratched his head. There was nothing much her could do. He walked to the door and opened it a crack. Outside were the three guards, averting their gazes as their faces blushed a deep red. "Tell a maid to bring fresh bedding." Calder instructed then closed the door. He could here the men fumbling around and all he could do was sigh.
He looked back at the bed and wondered if the mattress was wet too. He walked over then ripped the bedding off. Sure enough their was a wet patch. Calder crossed his arms over his chest as he thought what to do next. Then an idea hit him. He looked around and spotted the door to the ensuite. He rushed and started to look for some soap and a towel. When he found some he rushed back and started to scrub the mattress.
He knew it wasn't something bad on the mattress but at the same time he felt it wasn't anyone's business. So he cleaned up the mess, laid a fresh clean towel over top of the wet area and sat over top of that. He thought his weight would help soak up the water but he wasn't expecting the water to seep through the towel. Calder shrugged and sat for a good five minutes before he got up. He threw the towel with the dirty laundry and rushed to get another one.
As he was in the ensuite when he heard a knock at the door. Calder turned and saw in the mirror that his back side was completely wet. He groaned and quickly took off his pants and underwear. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He left his wet clothes in the ensuite and moved to the front door of the room. He opened the door wide and spotted a petite girl with black hair and grey eyes looking up at him with fresh bedding.
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