As soon as they came onboard, he was met with news of a fresh development involving the old dilemma of their civil war—a development his frantic counselors claimed only he could solve.“By Deth and the hurdles of Pythin! Will this stupidity never cease?” He cursed under his breath, conveying his ire in low-pitched tones, his words meant only for Nnora, who stood somewhat stiffly tucked into his side.“I am loath to be parted from you, yet I cannot shirk the demands of my rule. I promise to return as soon as possible. GanR’dari will escort you to your cabin. Until then—”Dev pressed a hard, openmouthed kiss on her, as though determined to thoroughly convince her of his reluctance to delay their skirmishes. His kiss rocked her traitorous libido into high gear.His big hands clasped her head. He speared his stiffened tongue into her mouth over and over and rubbed his hard-on into the quivering bowl of her belly.She brought her own hands up to frame his face and captured his tongue.
