Euren when she was pushed up against it and given a ravenous kiss that made the cut in her lip sting. She dug her fingers into Asli's short, dark, red-brown hair, returning the kiss full measure. Asli pushed a thigh between hers, lifting her so her feet barely touched the ground, fingers slipping into her pants to grip Euren's ass firmly.
Tearing away from Euren's mouth, Asli put her own to work on Euren's jaw, down to her throat, sucking gently on the mark she'd left there the previous night. It throbbed under the careful assault, and Euren didn't even try to hold back a soft moan.
She swore when Asli abruptly drew away but ceased complaining when she realized it was only so Asli could unknot her top and cast it aside. Next Asli untied the strings holding her pants closed. Pushing her back up against the door, Asli put fingers and mouth to work. Her mouth alternated between sucking kisses and gentle scrapes of teeth on Euren's breasts. She pushed Euren's pants further out of the way, then braced one hand on the door while the other continued to work Euren's clit. "Can't wait to see you dressed as a queen, fuck you when you're still in all your pretty clothes while people wait impatiently in the hall to speak with you."
"Troublemaker," Euren gasped out and then muffled her cry in Asli's mouth as she came.
She slumped against the door, sated and wrung out—and scowled when Asli danced away from her touch. "Get back here unless you're actually trying to avoid reciprocation."
Asli smiled. When they were children, and Euren was the soldier's child who shouldn't have been playing with a crown prince and a nobleman's daughter, that smile had gotten all three of them in a great deal of trouble. Since she had become the crown princess and Asli a concubine… that hadn't really changed much. Asli would always have an affinity for mischief. Euren loved the quality—always had, always would. If not for Asli, Euren and Ihsan might never have taken a risk on each other. "I am enjoying the rush of anticipation, Sunlight. Let's find our errant sisters and go bathe in the river."
"They're probably overseeing the packing, even though I told them to leave it to the monks."
"Probably." Asli tossed her a bathing robe, then shucked her clothes and shrugged into her own robe. They gathered up the baskets that held their bathing supplies, then went to the south end of the monastery.
As expected, Gulden and Canan were supervising the packing, fussing and questioning and slowly driving the poor monks mad.
"Enough, you two," Asli said. "I think they can manage to pack a few trunks. Come with us to the river for a bath."
They turned around as one. Complete opposites in almost everything, but somehow they managed to get along like sisters who had never spent a day apart. Gulden was tall and extremely slender, with long, dark brown hair she kept braided and wrapped around the back of her head, often decorated with silk flowers and butterflies. At the moment it was messy and undecorated, hastily done up that morning before she'd darted off for her morning exercises. "A bath sounds like a wonderful idea, Highness, but—"
"But nothing," Euren said. "You can fuss over it all later, if you must."
Gulden opened her mouth to argue, but stopped when Canan touched her back. She was short, brown skin not quite as dark as Gulden's, and kept her hair shaved extremely close to her scalp. Large gold hoops hung from her ears, and she had a smaller one in the center of her nose and two in her bottom lip. Hidden from sight were the hoops piercing her nipples, but the one on her stomach, slightly larger and decorated with a ruby, was visible.
Though Canan had never been fond of the priesthood, and had gladly walked away from it to become part of Euren's harem, she still retained much of the appearance and practices of a priestess, her manner of dress and demeanor restrained around others, given to long stretches of silence. Gulden was a former tutor, hired
Tearing away from Euren's mouth, Asli put her own to work on Euren's jaw, down to her throat, sucking gently on the mark she'd left there the previous night. It throbbed under the careful assault, and Euren didn't even try to hold back a soft moan.
She swore when Asli abruptly drew away but ceased complaining when she realized it was only so Asli could unknot her top and cast it aside. Next Asli untied the strings holding her pants closed. Pushing her back up against the door, Asli put fingers and mouth to work. Her mouth alternated between sucking kisses and gentle scrapes of teeth on Euren's breasts. She pushed Euren's pants further out of the way, then braced one hand on the door while the other continued to work Euren's clit. "Can't wait to see you dressed as a queen, fuck you when you're still in all your pretty clothes while people wait impatiently in the hall to speak with you."
"Troublemaker," Euren gasped out and then muffled her cry in Asli's mouth as she came.
She slumped against the door, sated and wrung out—and scowled when Asli danced away from her touch. "Get back here unless you're actually trying to avoid reciprocation."
Asli smiled. When they were children, and Euren was the soldier's child who shouldn't have been playing with a crown prince and a nobleman's daughter, that smile had gotten all three of them in a great deal of trouble. Since she had become the crown princess and Asli a concubine… that hadn't really changed much. Asli would always have an affinity for mischief. Euren loved the quality—always had, always would. If not for Asli, Euren and Ihsan might never have taken a risk on each other. "I am enjoying the rush of anticipation, Sunlight. Let's find our errant sisters and go bathe in the river."
"They're probably overseeing the packing, even though I told them to leave it to the monks."
"Probably." Asli tossed her a bathing robe, then shucked her clothes and shrugged into her own robe. They gathered up the baskets that held their bathing supplies, then went to the south end of the monastery.
As expected, Gulden and Canan were supervising the packing, fussing and questioning and slowly driving the poor monks mad.
"Enough, you two," Asli said. "I think they can manage to pack a few trunks. Come with us to the river for a bath."
They turned around as one. Complete opposites in almost everything, but somehow they managed to get along like sisters who had never spent a day apart. Gulden was tall and extremely slender, with long, dark brown hair she kept braided and wrapped around the back of her head, often decorated with silk flowers and butterflies. At the moment it was messy and undecorated, hastily done up that morning before she'd darted off for her morning exercises. "A bath sounds like a wonderful idea, Highness, but—"
"But nothing," Euren said. "You can fuss over it all later, if you must."
Gulden opened her mouth to argue, but stopped when Canan touched her back. She was short, brown skin not quite as dark as Gulden's, and kept her hair shaved extremely close to her scalp. Large gold hoops hung from her ears, and she had a smaller one in the center of her nose and two in her bottom lip. Hidden from sight were the hoops piercing her nipples, but the one on her stomach, slightly larger and decorated with a ruby, was visible.
Though Canan had never been fond of the priesthood, and had gladly walked away from it to become part of Euren's harem, she still retained much of the appearance and practices of a priestess, her manner of dress and demeanor restrained around others, given to long stretches of silence. Gulden was a former tutor, hired
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