So simple a thing as his chuckle could send a shudder through her, yet that was nothing to how it felt when his finger slipped deep into her and she cried out weakly, eyes fluttering shut as her spent body trembled with the desire that so simple a touch caused. She ached, in her sex, her breasts, everything, and she didn't think she had it in her to climax again but oh that touch, his finger though stroked up those fires and made her writhe on the ground with sweat slicking every limb, trailing down her shimmering flesh. His words stroked her desire as well, made her breathless as the images of what he would do to her flashed through her mind.<br/><br/>Dawn did not doubt that for a long time she would ache for the darkness, crave it.<br/><br/>When he withdrew her finger there was a soft whimper of pleading want fleeing from them though she knew her body could hardly stand to take anymore. In his arms the blond lifted her own to cling to his strong shoulders, glad to relax into him and try to regain her breathing as she thought over all that had passed. He had offered so much more then just dark sex though, she sensed that in how he had lain with her at the end, in the gleam of his dark eyes, the way he carried her now. Had this night been the one to quicken her womb? She would not mind, she thought, having him as her Consort, though what her other men would make of it was enough to make her head hurt. "Part of me....will always be your pretty little princess my Lord; and I will welcome the darkness and you as often as I am blessed to have it."<br/><br/>Softly spoken her words came, honest, shy and hopeful. It was more then just politics on the line, more then just her body, she knew that and wondered if he did as well. They passed the tree where her robe fluttered in the slight breeze and the princess laughed, a bright, unrestrained sound. "Do you think I could have that back? Bloodstained or no it still might shield me from unwelcome eyes."