Chapter 134: Accounts Closed behind a Locked Door (II)

Alicia remained near the records-room door, looking down the corridor. Her ears shifted when Marienne stayed beside the strongroom instead of returning to the table.

Marienne removed her gloves slowly.

Severin watched her fingers.

Marienne met his eyes.

"We’re finished with company business."

Her voice was still measured, but it had lost the distance she used with clerks and sellers.

Severin looked toward the door.

"Alicia, hold the corridor."

Alicia paused. Her ears angled back briefly.

Then she straightened. "I’ll keep anyone from interrupting you, Master."

She stepped out and shut the door from the corridor side.

Marienne’s gaze stayed on Severin.

"You noticed that."

Severin heard Alicia settle outside the door. "She wanted to stay."

Marienne’s mouth curved faintly. "She usually does."

Severin crossed the space between them.

Marienne didn’t retreat until his hand reached her waist.

Then she gave him the step he wanted and let her back meet the wall beside the strongroom.

He caught the underside of her chin and took her mouth.

Her public restraint loosened quickly in private.

Marienne’s mouth opened under his. Her gloves fell from her hand. She caught the front of his coat, then his shoulders, pressing closer when he deepened the kiss.

He kept her pinned with his body, not enough to hurt, enough to make the wall real behind her.

Her breath warmed his mouth.

"Mmh... Severin, keep me against the wall..."

He caught her mouth again before the name finished.

His hand slid down her waist and closed around the full curve of her ass through the dress.

Marienne shivered.

"Nnh... you didn’t waste any time."

His grip tightened on her ass. "You stayed."

Marienne leaned into him instead of away. "Deliberately."

He squeezed harder.

Her composure cracked at the edges. "Ah... there, yes."

Severin moved his mouth down her jaw, then her throat. He opened the top of her dress without rushing, pushing fabric aside until the upper swell of her breasts showed.

Marienne watched his hands.

"You know I locked the papers away for a reason."

"So no one bothers us with them?"

Her lips curved. "That was part of it."

He pulled the neckline lower.

Her breasts came free, large and soft against the dark green fabric bunched beneath them. He filled his palm with her right breast, thumb passing over the nipple until it hardened.

Marienne’s head touched the wall.

"Hh... slower there..."

Severin ignored the request and drew the nipple between his lips.

Her fingers curled through his hair.

SLURP!

"Ah—Severin..."

He sucked harder, tongue rolling over the peak while his other hand kneaded the opposite breast. When he switched sides, Marienne’s breath broke into a restrained little sound she couldn’t polish into a word.

"Mmh... nnh, don’t ease up..."

He bit lightly, released, then kissed the flushed skin above it.

His palm came down across the full curve of her breast.

SLAP!

The soft flesh jumped.

Marienne gasped. "Ah! That... again."

Severin struck the other breast.

SLAP!

"Hh—yes..."

He kissed her until the next sound died between their mouths.

His hand slid beneath her skirt.

Marienne’s thighs opened without instruction.

Severin found her panties already damp.

"You sat through the registry like this?"

Her face warmed. "Not the registry."

His fingers rubbed over the wet fabric.

"When did it start?"

She swallowed. "When you held that shutter as if it weighed nothing."

That pleased him more than the compliment should have.

He hooked the panties aside and touched her bare pussy.

Marienne jerked against the wall.

"Nnh—right there!"

Wet heat coated his fingers immediately.

He spread her folds with 2 fingers and looked down between them.

"Pink," he said. "Soft. So fucking wet already. Beautiful."

Marienne’s thighs trembled around his hand.

"Don’t make me answer that while you’re touching me."

"Why would that stop you?"

His thumb circled her clit.

Her eyes closed.

"Because... ah... I won’t sound like myself."

"Much better."

He pushed 2 fingers inside her.

SQUELCH!

Her pussy closed around them.

"Mmh—Severin... that’s..."

He curled his fingers and used his thumb again.

Marienne’s sentence vanished.

"Ah... ah, wait—"

He didn’t.

His mouth returned to her breast while his hand worked between her thighs. Wetness ran over his fingers. Her hips began moving against him despite the wall holding her upper body still.

"Nnh... please... keep..."

Severin sucked hard on her nipple.

SLURP!

Marienne’s knees softened.

"Hh... I’m close already."

"Then let it break."

His fingers pressed deeper, thumb working faster.

Marienne’s pussy clenched around his hand.

"Ah—Severin, yes... yes..."

Her orgasm hit with a sharp cry. Her hips jerked. Clear fluid burst over his hand and down the inside of her thighs.

SQUIRT!

"Aahh...!"

Her body shook against the wall while he kept rubbing through the contractions until she tried to catch his wrist.

He caught that hand and pinned it above her shoulder.

"You wanted me to stop?"

Marienne’s breathing came apart. "No... hh... I wanted something to hold."

He kissed her with less urgency, his damp fingers tracing the inside of her thigh.

Then he released her wrist.

"Down on the rug."

Marienne went down on the rug without argument.

The change put her at his waist, breasts still bare above the lowered dress. Her hair had begun slipping loose from its pins. She looked up while Severin loosened his trousers and brought his cock out.

Her expression changed.

"You’ve been hard for a while," she murmured.

"Longer than you noticed."

A faint smile touched her mouth. "I thought so."

She leaned in and kissed the head.

Then her tongue traced the underside before she took him into her mouth.

SLURP!

Severin’s hand settled in her hair near the scalp.

Marienne sucked slowly at first, lips tight around the shaft, tongue moving with deliberate attention. She changed pressure whenever his breath shifted or his grip in her hair tightened.

"Mmh... keep your eyes on me..."

The vibration ran through his cock.

Severin looked down. "Take me farther."

She obeyed.

The head pressed farther along her tongue.

GULP!

Marienne swallowed around him and pulled back just enough to breathe.

"Hh... again?"

"You already know what I want."

She took him deeper.

GULK!

Her throat worked. Moisture glistened along the edges of her lips.

Severin felt the suction all the way into his abdomen.

"Good. Deeper."

Marienne looked up at him.

She took another deep push.

GHK!

Her fingers wrapped his base while her lips and tongue worked the rest.

"Nnh... mmh, hold me there..."

Severin set a stronger rhythm with the hand in her hair. Not brutal. Controlled. Deep enough that she had to breathe through her nose between entries.

GGK!

Marienne’s eyes watered.

She still leaned forward for the next push.

That eagerness hit him harder than the wet sounds.

"You like serving me from the floor?"

She pulled off long enough to answer, lips swollen and shining.

"I like knowing exactly what makes you lose that calm face."

"Then work harder."

Her smile turned small and private.

She did.

SLURP! SLURP!

Her tongue pressed beneath the head. Her breasts swayed with the movement of her shoulders. She cupped them around the lower shaft for several strokes, soft flesh squeezing while her mouth handled the tip.

"Mmh... Severin, I can feel you tense..."

His breathing roughened.

Her eyes sharpened at the change.

She sucked harder.

GULP!

Severin’s hand tightened in her hair. Pleasure built hot and dense behind his abdomen.

He pulled her mouth away before the edge took him.

Marienne blinked up at him, breathless.

"Why did you pull me off?"

Severin lifted her by the arms. "I changed my mind."

Her feet found the floor as he brought her upright. "About what?"

He set her back against the wall.

"Where I’m coming."

Her pupils widened.

"Hh... understood."

He shoved the skirt of her dress higher around her waist, drew her panties down her legs, and kicked them clear after they reached her ankles. Her breasts remained bare above the loosened bodice, hair partly loose over her shoulders.

He lifted her right leg and set her foot against the low wall molding for leverage.

His hand returned between her thighs.

She was drenched.

"See what you’ve done to yourself," he said. "That pretty pink pussy is soaked enough to shine."

Marienne’s breath caught.

"Severin... don’t just look."

He dragged his cockhead slowly along her soaked folds.

SQUELCH!

Her body tightened in anticipation.

"Mmh... don’t tease me now."

He pressed the slick head against her entrance. "Your body already knows me."

Marienne braced her shoulder to the wall. "I know exactly what I can take."

He pushed inside.

Marienne’s mouth opened on a long sound.

"Aah... fuck—"

The word broke out of her as her pussy stretched around his cock again, soft and wet and tight enough that the first full entry slowed his hips.

She clenched hard.

Severin’s jaw set.

"Clamp down again. I want the full grip."

Her pussy tightened harder around him.

"Nnh... like that?"

"Tighter than that."

She obeyed.

The grip became almost punishing.

Severin breathed out through his nose. "Your pussy is ridiculous. Soft, pink, soaked... and you still clamp down like you want to keep my cock inside."

Marienne’s forehead touched his shoulder.

"Hh... maybe I do."

He drove deeper.

CLAP!

Her large breasts bounced between them. Her right breast struck his chest. Her ass met the wall with the force of his hips.

"Ah... that filled me..."

He withdrew to the head and thrust again.

CLAP!

"Mmh—yes..."

His hand closed around her breast and squeezed. The other controlled her raised thigh.

He drove deep enough that the pressure turned sharp and full at the far end of her body.

Marienne’s eyes lost focus.

"Hh... there..."

Another thrust reached the same deepest point, the sensation so deep it felt as though the head of his cock were brushing the entrance to her womb.

SQUIRT!

Marienne cried out.

"Ahh—there! Severin, there..."

Clear fluid sprayed around his cock and streaked across his thighs.

He drove back to that deepest pressure.

SQUIRT!

"Nnh—too deep, exactly there!"

Her legs shook.

Severin kissed her hard, swallowing the next broken sound while his hips kept moving.

CLAP! CLAP!

Her breasts bounced with every impact. Her full ass compressed against the wall, soft flesh shifting under his palm whenever he pulled her closer.

"Mmh... I’m... ah..."

He slapped her breast.

SLAP!

Marienne jolted around his cock.

"Hh—again..."

His palm snapped across her other breast.

SLAP!

Her pussy clenched so hard his rhythm checked.

Severin groaned low in his throat.

Marienne heard it and smiled despite the dazed look in her eyes.

"There. That’s the face I wanted."

He drove deep enough to wipe the smile away.

SQUIRT!

"Aahh!"

Another orgasm rolled through her in violent waves. Her pussy spasmed around him, dragging at every inch while her raised leg nearly slipped from the molding.

Severin caught her higher against the wall and kept her there.

"Keep your feet under you."

Marienne’s raised leg trembled. "Nnh... trying..."

Severin shifted more of her weight into his arms. "You don’t need to try. I’ve got you."

That made something in her expression soften before the next thrust destroyed it.

His own climax was close now.

Marienne’s pussy kept squeezing, wet and hot and almost painfully tight around him. Each contraction pulled pressure through his abdomen.

"Severin... fill me."

He buried himself to the base.

SPURT!

His climax broke inside her.

His semen flooded her soaked pussy in heavy bursts, each pulse leaving a womb-deep heat that made Marienne shudder around him.

"Mmh... yes... more..."

SPRUTT!

Another thick burst went into her.

Severin stayed buried while the final pulse faded.

Marienne’s breath trembled against his neck.

"Hh... I can feel it."

He kissed her cheek.

"Hold that feeling."

He withdrew slowly, not all the way, letting the head drag through her tight, slick entrance before pushing back inside.

SQUELCH!

Marienne’s eyes widened.

"Nnh... you aren’t done."

"Not even close."

He lowered her foot to the floor and turned her toward the wall.

Her palms met the stone. Severin moved behind her, pulled her hips back, and kicked her stance wider with his foot.

Her hair spilled farther loose over her shoulder.

He lifted the dress clear of her ass.

The full curves were flushed from the wall and his grip.

Severin slapped the right cheek.

SLAP!

Marienne’s back arched.

"Ah... that stings."

He struck the left.

SLAP!

"Hh... harder."

He answered the request with more force.

SLAP!

The soft flesh jumped under his palm.

Marienne offered her ass back into his hips.

"Nnh... Severin... please."

He slid his cock into the soaked cleft between her thighs from behind. Semen from his earlier release mixed with her slickness and coated the head.

SQUELCH!

He entered again.

Marienne’s hands flattened against the wall.

"Aah... so full..."

Severin drove his hips forward.

CLAP!

Her ass bounced against his pelvis.

He caught her waist and established a hard standing rhythm.

CLAP! CLAP!

"Mmh... yes... yes..."

Her breasts swayed beneath the loosened dress with each impact. He reached around, caught her left breast, and squeezed while his other hand anchored her hip.

"Keep your hands there."

"I’ll keep them there... hh..."

He thrust deeper.

The head struck the same far, womb-adjacent depth.

SQUIRT!

Marienne’s knees buckled.

"Ahh—my legs...!"

Severin held her upright by the waist.

Another deep thrust.

SQUIRT!

"Nnh... too deep... don’t stop..."

He didn’t.

Wetness ran down her thighs. The sound between their bodies grew obscene with every stroke.

SQUELCH! CLAP!

Marienne’s pussy tightened around him in deliberate pulses.

"You’re doing that on purpose," Severin said.

Her answer broke on a moan. "Mmh... yes, deliberately."

"Do that squeeze again."

She squeezed.

Severin’s breath roughened against the back of her neck.

"Hh... did that get you?"

"Keep milking me like that."

Marienne obeyed, clenching around each deep return.

CLAP!

He slapped her ass.

SLAP!

"Ah... yes, harder on my ass..."

Another slap.

SLAP!

"Nnh—Severin..."

He drove into the deepest point.

SQUIRT!

Marienne’s body locked.

The next orgasm tore through her with a broken cry.

"Aahh... I’m coming...!"

Her pussy convulsed around his cock. Fluid sprayed between their bodies and ran down her thighs while her legs shook hard enough that Severin took more of her weight.

He didn’t stop.

Marienne’s palms slid slightly on the wall.

"Hh... I can’t..."

Severin tightened his hold around her waist. "Your legs still work."

Marienne pressed her palms harder to the wall. "With you holding me."

His mouth touched the back of her neck. "That’s why I’m holding you."

He kept the pace through her aftershocks.

CLAP! CLAP!

Her ass rocked under each impact. Her breasts swayed heavily beneath his reaching hand. He squeezed her right breast, thumb grinding over the nipple while she trembled.

"Mmh... I’m too sensitive..."

"Then feel all of it."

He drove deep.

SQUIRT!

"Ah—deep again!"

Again.

SQUIRT!

"Nnh... I’m shaking apart..."

Her body had no clean rhythm left. It answered him in shakes, wet contractions, and ragged breaths.

Severin felt his next climax rise fast.

Marienne clenched around him as if she felt the change in him.

"Fill me again," she whispered. "I want it deep."

He buried himself.

SPURT!

His cock throbbed deep inside her.

Another heavy release filled the wet heat around him. Marienne’s shoulders jerked with each pulse.

SPRUTT!

"Mmh... hh... yes..."

Semen added to what was already inside, the fullness making her pussy flutter around him even after his thrusting stopped.

Severin stayed buried while his breath slowed.

Then he pulled out far enough to make her whimper.

"Ah... don’t leave yet."

He turned her around instead.

Marienne leaned back to the wall, legs visibly weak now. Her breasts were flushed from his hands. Her ass carried the pink marks of his palm. Her pussy was swollen between her thighs, drenched and deep pink against the pale ivory skin of her inner thighs, with semen and her wetness leaking in a thin trail.

Severin looked down at it.

"Pretty enough to keep staring at."

Marienne followed his gaze and flushed harder.

"You enjoy making me look completely unprofessional."

"In private? Yes."

She laughed, breathless and short.

He kissed her.

The kiss slowed them down.

Marienne’s arms went around his neck. Her mouth stayed soft under his. Her breathing steadied enough to become deliberate again.

Then her hand moved between them and closed around his cock.

He was already hardening again.

Her brows rose.

"You’re hard again."

Severin caught her wrist and brought her hand away. "Did you expect otherwise?"

Marienne’s mouth curved. "I should know better."

He kissed down her throat, across a breast, and sucked the nipple again.

SLURP!

Marienne’s head tipped back.

"Mmh... Severin, don’t stop your mouth..."

He moved lower, dropping to a crouch in front of her. His hands spread her thighs.

The sight between them was exactly what he had made of her: pink, soft, swollen, shining with wetness and semen.

Severin licked through her folds.

SLURP!

Marienne jolted against the wall.

"Ah—too sensitive..."

He licked again, slower, cleaning nothing, only making her wetter.

SLURP!

"Nnh... you’re cruel."

"You like me cruel."

Her answer took a moment.

"Privately."

Severin smiled against her thigh.

He sucked her clit just enough to make her knees shake, then stopped before her body could cross the edge again.

Marienne made a frustrated sound.

"Hh... that’s unfair."

Severin stood. His cock was still hard between them.

Marienne looked down, then back up through loosened mahogany hair. "You still want more."

"I’m not finished with you."

Her fingers touched his wrist. "Then finish where you chose before."

He lifted her thigh again and pressed her back to the wall. His cock slid through the slick mess between her legs.

SQUELCH!

Marienne shuddered.

"Mmh... put it back inside me."

He entered.

Her pussy took him with less resistance now, but the muscles still closed hard around his shaft when he reached full depth.

"That’s the grip," Severin said. "Give it to me again."

Marienne clenched.

His breath broke rough from his chest.

"Nnh... you felt that."

Severin’s abdomen tightened under her hand. "Every bit of it."

She clenched around him again. He caught her chin. "Keep that rhythm."

He began moving.

Not as fast as before. Deeper.

Each stroke dragged through the semen already inside her and returned with a thick wet sound.

SQUELCH!

"Hh... so deep..."

He pushed farther until the pressure felt womb-adjacent again.

SQUIRT!

Marienne gasped.

"Ah... there again..."

He repeated the depth.

SQUIRT!

Her legs trembled, but she didn’t tip into another climax. She stayed under him, overstimulated and willing, squeezing whenever he commanded it.

"Mmh... I’m shaking."

"I can feel it in your legs."

CLAP!

He kissed her.

She kissed back with less control than before, teeth catching his lower lip before her mouth softened.

"Nnh... fill me."

Severin drove deep and held her there.

His climax hit hard.

SPURT!

Semen pulsed into her pussy in another heavy internal release.

Marienne’s eyes closed.

"Hh... yes..."

SPRUTT!

The next pulse filled her deeper. Her pussy tightened around each throb, soft and wet and still greedy enough to pull at him.

Severin remained inside until the final throb passed.

Then he withdrew.

Heavy semen spilled after his cock withdrew, running from Marienne’s swollen pink pussy and down the inside of her thighs.

She looked down, breathing hard.

"That’s going to be difficult to ignore."

Severin caught her around the middle before she tipped. "You’ll manage."

Marienne looked down at the mess between her thighs and exhaled. "I’ll survive the inconvenience."

The polished answer almost survived. Her legs shook again and ruined it.

Severin hooked an arm around her waist before her knees gave way.

Marienne laughed softly against his shoulder.

"Don’t say anything."

Severin’s mouth twitched. "I hadn’t opened my mouth."

Marienne leaned her forehead against his shoulder. "You were thinking it."

He rubbed a hand down her back. "Your knees already answered for you."

That earned a real laugh, brief and tired.

They stayed against the wall until her breathing settled.

Marienne found a handkerchief in her coat and dealt with what had reached her thighs without turning the moment into ceremony. The rest could remain her problem until she had privacy upstairs. Severin dressed. She gathered her clothes, restored the dress as well as she could, and pinned enough of her hair back to resemble the woman who had entered the room that morning.

Not perfectly.

Good enough.

Marienne unlocked the records-room door after fastening the last button at her throat.

Alicia stood in the corridor exactly where Severin had assigned her.

Her blue eyes moved over Marienne, then to Severin. Her ears twitched.

"No interruption, Master."

"That’s what I asked for."

Marienne adjusted her cuff. "That almost sounded disappointing."

Alicia smiled sweetly. "I said there was no interruption."

Before Marienne could answer, quick footsteps came from the stair.

The household runner appeared at the far end of the corridor, slowed when he saw Alicia, and waited until she looked to Severin.

Severin nodded.

Alicia let him approach.

The runner had clearly come back fast. His breathing was high in his chest, but he didn’t try to make the report larger than it was.

"A Dragonkin woman came through the public Guild arrival point," he said. "She gave the name Rhyvara Kordren and showed Hunter credentials to match."

Marienne went still beside Severin.

"Did you follow her?" she asked.

"No. You told me not to. I left after I had the name and the credentials."

’Good.’

Severin looked toward the records room behind them. Marienne still kept the Vardren paper separate in the strongroom. Rhyvara’s name was on it. Nothing on the paper said what she wanted beyond Vardren Korr.

The runner knew even less.

"Back to your ordinary duties," Severin said.

The man left.

Alicia’s tail had gone still.

"Master, do you want me to find her?"

"Leave her alone."

Marienne looked at him. "For now?"

"Until she makes herself our problem."

Severin turned back into the records room. Alicia stayed at his shoulder instead of taking the stairs toward the city.