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of her clothing, wrap her legs around Randor , and let
him plough into her as hard as he wanted to. She let him guide her back until
her butt hit the bench top. Her hands travelled down to hold his cock. Long,
hard and thick, with skin like velvet. She smiled to herself as he thrust back
from her and hissed in a breath.
    “Fuck, Princess,” he whispered into her ear. “You don’t know
how good that feels.”
    But she knew exactly how it felt. It had been far too long
since she’d fucked someone. Even longer since she’d felt so good just from one
kiss. Adora continued to work her hand up and down
his length and bit down gently on his neck. Her other hand ran up the plains of
his muscular stomach and chest. When Randor’s hand
moved to her butt and squeezed, she pulled her head back and looked at him.
    “Fuck me, Assassin. Hard and fast, slow and steady, I don’t
care.” She pressed her other hand against her mound, rubbing herself to relieve
some of the pressure that built. It only made her need stronger. “Just fuck
me,” she moaned.
    He didn’t need to be told twice. Randor took a step back and tore the clothing from her body. Everything—including her underwear—was
scattered on the tiled floor. He rested his forehead against hers and gazed
into her eyes. Without another kiss, or any warning, he spun her around, tipped
her over the bench, and thrust inside her. Hard and fast,
just how she liked it.
    Crying out at the invasion, she leant her hands on the
granite and held herself almost upright. Randor pressed his lips to her shoulder, kissing his way up her neck.
    Adora felt truly alive for the
first time in her life. Her entire being filled with warmth. Each muscle
twitched with excitement. She rested her head back on Randor’s shoulder and closed her eyes, focussing only on the feeling of him thrusting in
and out of her.
    Her moans quickly turned to whimpers as her body cried out
for completion. One of his hands reached around and found her clit, rubbing
gentle circles around it. In a matter of seconds, her climax hit violently.
Every muscle trembled and Adora barely managed to
hold herself up.
    Randor gripped her hips tightly with
both hands and—even though she didn’t think it was possible—became even harder and
longer as he continued to fuck her like there was no tomorrow. When he came, he
groaned, pressing his body flush against hers and resting his head on her
shoulder.
    They stayed that way for a few minutes, two hot sweaty
bodies, completely sated, until their breathing calmed and Adora regained the feeling in her legs. Randor wrapped his
arms around her waist and exhaled a long breath as he pulled out of her core.
She looked at his reflection and saw him smiling back at her.
    “It looks like we’ll both be needing that shower now.”
     
    A small smile touched her lips, but was quickly wiped away
by the flash of light that appeared before her eyes. A
warning. Spinning around, Adora pushed Randor behind her and summoned her magic, bringing up a
barrier around the two of them. The air around her shimmered,
energy sparking from her skin as she prepared to use her defensive magic.
    “What’s going on?” Randor also
stood in a defensive position, hands spread like hers. Obviously he had
defensive magic to use as well.
    “Something’s coming.” The hairs on the back of her neck
stood and her vision blurred for a second—a sure sign that something, or
someone, negative was coming. “Something bad.”
    The scent of cinnamon and sawdust filled Adora’s nose.
    “Elves.”
    “Oh.” Randor’s body relaxed and he
took a step forward to rest a gentle hand on her arm. “It’s okay. He’s meant to
be here.”
    Adora’s jaw dropped. “You know an
elf?”
    Elves were sworn enemies of the
Seelie Court
.
Elves had allied themselves with the
Unseelie Court
in the
beginning of the war. Father had given the order to Adora at a very young age—if she ever saw an elf she was to kill it