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in him, lose all desire to
escape.
    The darkness gave her the only chance she might ever have to
leave him. His gentle snores told her he slept deeply. Cautiously, she eased
from under his arm. Groping her way across the room, she found the clothing
they’d discarded earlier. She gathered them to her chest and tiptoed out of the
sleeping room. She’d sort through the clothes then dress once she was safely
away.
    When he’d taken her to The Choosing, she’d counted their
paces down each hallway leading to the outside. As long as she focused and
didn’t lose track, she’d be fine. Once she escaped, she’d find someplace to
hide. The Herald appealed. Sooner or later Tage would finish with his
princesses and head out for somewhere. She’d convince him to take her home—even
if she had to threaten his personal wealth .
    Using touch, she figured out which cape was hers. Donning
it, she placed her left hand on the wall and started to count. At five hundred
paces, she felt a shiver of doubt that made her breath hitch and her heartbeat
quicken. By now she should have reached the intersecting hallway that led to the
outside doors. Knowing she hadn’t passed it, she crept along until her hand
groped open air.
    “Ahh,” she sighed, just as the lights in both corridors
blinked on.
    “Ah ha!” Aren crowed, grasping Kel’s arm and hauling her
back to his sleep room. Once there, he tied her to a convenient decorative
column.
    Knowing protest was futile, she didn’t bother to swear at
him. She did test her bindings and silently cursed him for tying her so
securely. Under other circumstances she might confess admiration for his skill.
But when he left her, Kel shouted and fought to get free. Fearing he intended
to punish Drew instead of her, she cursed, made promises she never intended to
keep and cursed until she went hoarse.
     
    In the morning he freed her and went about courting her as
if nothing had happened. Even Drew treated Kel as if she probably hadn’t taken
a beating on Kel’s behalf.
    Either Ondricans were truly strange or Kel’s imagination had
conjured monsters. Given the stories she’d heard as a child about her
grandmother personally whipping reluctant lovers—something Basalia had made
illegal—Kel bet on her imagination. And sighed in relief.
    But last night, when Aren courted her, he’d had a similar
expression of…what? A little lost, very relaxed and even wanton. Had he lost
control as well? Had she done to him what he’d done to her? Could she use his
lust to convince him to let her go?

Chapter Five
     
    Over the next week, Kel learned so much about Ondrican
courtship she thought she might never walk again. When they awakened in the morning,
Aren carried her to their bath, his fingers deep inside her pussy. He kept them
there while, one-handed, he bathed her, licking and sucking her nipples until
she screamed his name and her pussy clenched his fingers.
    She ate perched upon his lap. If her back rested against his
chest, he toyed with her breasts and nipples until she came. If she straddled
him, he licked and sucked, stroked and massaged them until she reached her
peak. Always crying his name.
    The chaise became a favorite trysting place. There, Aren
spooned her body, using his thighs to hold her legs apart. He stroked her clit
until she begged him to finger-fuck her. Sometimes, he only held her while they
watched the princesses and their men mate. Often only one man shared a bed with
the woman. And yet it seemed to Kel that just as often both men were with her.
    “If you would let me bring Tage here, you could have those
pleasures. He could kiss you, stroke and suckle your breasts while I drink your
juices from your delicious cunt. He could fuck your ass while I fuck your slick
cunt.”
    She could imagine it. Far too easily. “If I am truly your
wife, why would you share me? And why—when the princesses are allowed to
choose—won’t you grant me choices?”
    It was difficult to ask when they