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A Kiss Of Shadows :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 156 из 338"You would just touch my arm, but my self-control is not limitless—we've proven that already. No, Meredith, one touch, and I might fall upon you and do what I've been wanting to do since I saw your breasts trembling above me."
"I can get dressed," I said.
"That would be good," he said, "but I am still going to tell her what happened."
"What does she do—take a sperm count? We didn't have sex. Why tell her?"
"She is the Queen of Air and Darkness; she will know. If we do not confess it, and then she finds out, the punishment will be a thousand times worse."
"Punishment? It was an accident."
"I know, and that may save us."
"You are not seriously saying that she will invoke the same penalty for this as if we had made deliberate love?"
"Death by torture," he said. "I hope not, but she is within her rights to call for it."
I shook my head. "No, she would not lose you after a thousand years for an accident."
"I hope not, Princess, I truly hope not." He started around the corner toward the bathroom.
"Doyle," I called.
He came back around the corner. "Yes, Princess?"
"If she tells you that we're going to be executed for this, there is one bright spot."
He put his head to one side in a birdlike movement, "And that would be?"
"We can have sex, real sex, flesh into flesh. If we're going to be executed for something, we might as well be guilty of it."
Emotions chased across his face—again I couldn't read them—then finally a smile. "I never thought I could face my queen with this news and have a divided mind on what I want her to say. You are a tempting thing, Meredith, a thing that a man might trade his life for."
"I don't want your life, Doyle, just your body."
That sent him laughing into the bathroom, which was better than crying. I had the nightshirt back on and was tucked under the covers by the time he came back out. He was solemn-faced, but said, "We are not going to be punished. Though she has made some hint that she would like to see you heal with this newfound power."
"I don't do her little public sex shows," I said.
"I know that, and so does she, but she is curious about it."
"Let her be curious. So we aren't going to be executed, either of us?"
"No," he said.
"Why don't you look happier?" I asked.
"I didn't bring a change of clothes."
It took me a second to realize what he meant. I dug him out a pair of men's silk boxers.
"I can get dressed," I said.
"That would be good," he said, "but I am still going to tell her what happened."
"What does she do—take a sperm count? We didn't have sex. Why tell her?"
"She is the Queen of Air and Darkness; she will know. If we do not confess it, and then she finds out, the punishment will be a thousand times worse."
"Punishment? It was an accident."
"I know, and that may save us."
"You are not seriously saying that she will invoke the same penalty for this as if we had made deliberate love?"
"Death by torture," he said. "I hope not, but she is within her rights to call for it."
I shook my head. "No, she would not lose you after a thousand years for an accident."
"I hope not, Princess, I truly hope not." He started around the corner toward the bathroom.
"Doyle," I called.
He came back around the corner. "Yes, Princess?"
"If she tells you that we're going to be executed for this, there is one bright spot."
He put his head to one side in a birdlike movement, "And that would be?"
"We can have sex, real sex, flesh into flesh. If we're going to be executed for something, we might as well be guilty of it."
Emotions chased across his face—again I couldn't read them—then finally a smile. "I never thought I could face my queen with this news and have a divided mind on what I want her to say. You are a tempting thing, Meredith, a thing that a man might trade his life for."
"I don't want your life, Doyle, just your body."
That sent him laughing into the bathroom, which was better than crying. I had the nightshirt back on and was tucked under the covers by the time he came back out. He was solemn-faced, but said, "We are not going to be punished. Though she has made some hint that she would like to see you heal with this newfound power."
"I don't do her little public sex shows," I said.
"I know that, and so does she, but she is curious about it."
"Let her be curious. So we aren't going to be executed, either of us?"
"No," he said.
"Why don't you look happier?" I asked.
"I didn't bring a change of clothes."
It took me a second to realize what he meant. I dug him out a pair of men's silk boxers.