He continued, his attentions unhurried.  "I am not in Rome's shackles," he replied, as he moved his lips from one nipple the other, "And it matters little to me what Emperor or King or Queen I must answer too... in the end, they are only human.  Trapped in the weakness of flesh like the rest of us..."<br/><br/>His teeth closed sharply nipping hard on the fresh nipple before relaxing to hold it while his tongue licked and teased.  Between her legs, he eased his fingers to the top of her sex, where he sought out and briefly stroked the pearl of her center.  Then he made sure to brush it at the top of each long, slow stroke.