Vision of Seduction (37 page)

joined with Grayson de Klatch, the Seventh Prince of Klatch? To share your

life, energy, and responsibilities with him? He stands before you today

stripped of pride and material barriers." Annara glanced down at

Grayson's substantial erection, and a small smile played across her lips

before she raised her gaze to Katelyn. "Do you accept him?"

A herd of butterflies fluttered inside Katelyn's stomach, and she placed her

free hand over her abdomen to soothe them. She had never thought she

would have a long-term relationship, let alone get married. And certainly

not naked in front of a crowd. However, here she was, jumping with

excitement to do just that. "I do."

"Grayson de Klatch, Seventh Prince of Klatch, do you willingly come

forward to be permanently joined with Katelyn Hunt, Seer? To share your

life, energy, and responsibilities with her? She stands before you today

stripped of pride and material barriers. Do you accept her?"

"Yes," Grayson said quickly, just as impatient as Katelyn.

Katelyn smiled at him, and he winked.

"Turn and face the castle as you receive your wedding mark."

A quick sizzling jolt against Katelyn's hip told her it was complete. Damn,

that was an easy way to get a tattoo!

She smiled. The Klatch didn't do something as potentially temporary as

wedding rings, but rather something permanent and lasting—just like her

feelings for Grayson. Katelyn glanced at Grayson's hip and then at her

own. They each bore a tiny, curved sword criss-crossed with a red rose—

the same emblem that graced the flag that flew over the castle.

Annara stepped forward, raising her hands over her head. "I officially

declare them wed."

Before the cheers of the crowd died down, Grayson grabbed Katelyn

around the middle and flipped her over his shoulder, carrying her back

toward the castle.

"Grayson!" She caught herself just before her face hit the muscled plane of

his back, but she did reach down and pinch his gorgeous, tight ass, earning

a renewed cheer from the crowds.

He jogged up the steps, his large hand on her ass to keep her in place.

She tried to twist around to see where they were headed, but he slapped

her ass, sending a jolt of excitement and energy through her.

"Patience, Seer. You're mine now to do with as I wish."

She bristled. "Do I have to remind you that you're also mine to do with as I

see fit?"

Grayson growled low in his throat. "As long as we have the same thing in

mind."

A laugh spilled from Katelyn's throat and turned into a giggle when he

jogged into his room and dumped her unceremoniously on the bed. She

bounced, and before she could push herself up on the pillows, Grayson

was on top of her, spreading her thighs and driving into her.

She groaned as he filled her. Before he could pull out and thrust again, she

locked her legs around him and rolled him over so she was on top and

Grayson's legs were dangling off the bed.

A quick flash of surprise rolled across Grayson's face and then dissolved as

she began to ride him.

Katelyn braced her hands on either side of Grayson's head, her full breasts

swinging in front of his face as she impaled herself again and again. The

energy inside her woke in an instant, filling her and causing every part of

her body to burn with need.

Grayson lifted his head and captured one breast in the hot cave of his

mouth, sending shivers across her skin. He laved and nipped her, and

Katelyn adjusted her movements to allow him more ready access to her

breasts.

His large hands cupped her hips, pulling her more snugly against him with

every thrust.

Her internal muscles gripped him, tighter and tighter until the first tingling

sensation of her orgasm tickled deep inside her belly. She continued to ride

him, his mouth hot on her breasts, the breeze carrying the sound of

laughter and talking from the crowd below.

He bit down hard on her nipple, and she shattered, her muscles milking

him, and the energy howling through them both with the force of gale

winds.

Grayson cried out and stiffened underneath her as his hot come spilled

inside her.

When most of her spasms had stopped, Katelyn collapsed on top of him,

his softening cock still inside her. Her limbs felt like lead, and his warmth

seeped into her, making her smile.

"Are you having a vision, my Seer?" He nuzzled her neck.

"Mmmm." She let her eyes drift closed. "No, but if you give me another five

minutes to recover, I'd like to have one about making love to my new

husband until he walks funny."

Grayson's cock hardened inside her, making her laugh.

"Well, at least, wife, I can tell we're thinking the same thing."