His brain had obviously decided to treat her like a woman, and not a leader, which for some reason was winning him points with the lovely golden blonde so close to him. He was almost positive he wasn’t misreading the slowly building sexual tension between them, nor did he believe it was one sided, as they started to eat while exchanging smiles and warm looks. As difficult as it was for him to believe, he was half convinced she’d welcome an advance.

  She broke the silence.

  “There is something I should I mention, despite going against my own edict. An assassin attacking you from another government implicates one of mine being involved. At the very least, a careless tongue that revealed your purpose here, when I’d been keeping even your presence here a secret.”

  He nodded, “I came to a similar conclusion, you have a mole from one of your enemies.”

  She bit her lip and nodded, “The disadvantage to having all your detractors on other worlds, is you can’t really keep a solid eye on them, nor are my staunch allies close to my side. The problem is the entire assembly of bishops and archbishops, not to mention the blessed, were here just a week ago. They knew my plans, and that you were coming. They all had ample opportunity to set up a spy, mole, or agent and leave them behind.”

  He said, “I agree, you need to come at it from the other direction. Find the mole or moles, and then track them back to the source. If you can do that, you can disgrace your enemies, or merely force them to retire.”

  She smirked, “How will I do that, the main temple has thousands of people in it. The mole doesn’t have to be a bishop, of which there are ten on this world. It could be a cleric and we have hundreds of those, or a brother or sister which we have tens of thousands of.

  He shrugged, “At least a cleric. A brother or sister probably wouldn’t have the access or pull to get a private meeting with a foreign ambassador. I would guess they’d also need to know your security setup and scanning frequencies, and they have fully betrayed your trust by giving them away, so that the cyborgs could ghost them so fully.”

  She sighed, “Okay, that narrows it down to just over four hundred.”

  He grinned, “I’m fairly direct, so this is what I would do if I can be so bold. How about a celebration? When the treaty is signed, I think that warrants a banquet and proper send off for your celestial knight kingdom representative. I know I could do it, so you must be able to pick out a guilty party from a crowd, if they’re in the same room. Just make it mandatory for all clerics and bishops to attend.”

  She tilted her head and smiled, “I’ll consider it. It would also have the benefit of keeping you around another few days, if you wouldn’t mind assisting me with it.”

  He chuckled, “I think I could stand the company, Aria.”

  She studied him for a moment, and he was enjoying her attention as the tension ratcheted up even more. Then she changed the subject.

  “Do you think it will take long to hear back on the treaty?”

  He replied, “Perhaps three or four days, a week at most. He’ll want to have legal experts review it, as well as seek advice from the various Dukes running the other worlds. If only so they’ll feel like a part of the process, and not slighted in the surprise.”

  She nodded elegantly, “Still blunt I see.”

  He chuckled, “Would you have me any other way?” he asked casually, but his eyes were quite intense as he caught and held hers for a long moment.

  She blushed at that, which was what he’d hoped would happen. The innuendo of having him was so subtle, that only a woman with sex on the brain would interpret it as one. He was sure then, that the sexual tension was not just in his head and perverted hopes. He just wasn’t entirely sure she actually wanted to explore it, or if she was just having fun with the thrill of it.

  But then, he was no stranger to risking rejection from a beautiful woman. He’d learned early on a bold man did better that way, even if it did get awkward at times. Of course, the one near him was a ruler of sixteen planets, which added a new dimension of unsurety. The fact he couldn’t feel her out with his magic just made it riskier, as well as much more thrilling.

  If something did happen between them, he’d also have to do it the hard way, and depend on his experience and experimentation to figure out what she liked and what did it for her. He couldn’t use his magic on her to find out her bedroom proclivities, that was for sure. Although, he could still use it on himself, to make sure he lasted long enough to figure it out.

  “No, I wouldn’t. I am enjoying your charming company, Dacen. A rare pleasure in my life,” she said more than a little warmly.

  He asked, “So, how did you end up the head of the church?”

  She smiled, “Hard work and dedication,” then went on to gloss over the last twenty years, which was already covered in these pages so won’t be rehashed.

  He was impressed by her, as she’d truly earned it, and she was as ambitious as he’d expected and guessed. It also told him she was lonely, had lived a long time without a partner or intimate contact with another, though she hadn’t gone into that at all it’d been implied in her telling.

  Which gave him a little more confidence in his impressions while they ate.

  She asked, “How about you?”

  He replied, “I was discovered to be a celestial at just five, and was moved into the palace, where they started my education and training. It’s not all that different than your story, being born a celestial meant my fate in the kingdom was to become a knight. The choices were to succeed or show myself flawed and be removed as a danger to others. A… blessed that can’t or won’t show the discipline to control their power at all times would be too dangerous to survive.”

  She nodded in agreement, her eyes were telling him she wanted to hear more.

  He shrugged, “I worked hard on the magic, and learning what else I needed to know. I had a high affinity toward controlling the elements, shielding, and teleportation spells, which has until now led me to be used on missions with a high probability of martial violence. So, thank you for the invite, I’d have never met you otherwise, which would’ve been my loss.”

  She chuckled, and then bit her lip, her cerulean eyes bright and inviting. Her lips were even slightly parted in that moment, giving him ideas and making him wonder just how soft they’d be against his.

  “You have a silver tongue, but I thank you for the compliment.”

  He smiled, “Just the blunt truth, like the rest. You’re a beautiful and quite fascinating woman, and that seems to bring it out in me.”

  She said with a slight breathiness, “I have a confession to make.”

  He raised an eyebrow in question, “What would that be, Aria?” he asked in a soft but deeply inviting tone.

  She said, “The truth is I wished to be alone with you, to get to know you better as a woman gets to know a man, and not a leader who gets to know an ambassador. So… I failed to invite my son, which is the true reason he isn’t here.”

  Oh, well, that was promising. He also took that confession as a green light, that he’d passed the threshold of some test, and had been found worthy in her eyes.

  He still thought it was a little crazy, and perhaps foolish, but when he leaned forward and to the side, she copied his action bringing their faces intimately close together. Her lips parted slightly, and her tongue flickered out to wet her bottom lip, perhaps that last subconsciously.

  He couldn’t help it, as his hand reached out and he caressed her beautiful face with his fingertips, which merely made her eyes lid with desire. He closed the rest of the distance and gently brushed her lips with his own, then backed off a centimeter. They both opened their eyes at that, and he saw needy desire, and a powerful lust in her eyes, as well as the surrender of a beautiful woman to a man.

  He leaned back in the rest of the way and reclaimed her lips, a little more firmly but still gently as they shared their first true kiss. Like any other couple, it was slightly awkward at first until they both synchronized into a unique rhythm that was all their own.

  The sigh that escaped her lips was obviously unbidden and unplanned, as he deepened the kiss, her lips so soft and conforming to his. He was already hard from it, besides being a petite golden blonde bombshell with a top-heavy rack, she was also perhaps the most powerful female in three interstellar governments.

  But that wasn’t really what it was about, and just a shallow passing thought. It was about her beauty, her need, and her incredible allure that made him want to satisfy that need and then some.

  When it broke, she smiled almost shyly, and her eyes were alight with excitement and the lust of the moment.

  She said breathily, “Would you like to see my bedroom?”

  He replied to the mesmerizing woman, “I very much would.”

  She took his hand and he got up, and she led him into the hallway through a second doorway, and deeper into the private sanctum of the prelate in the Grand Temple. The rest of their breakfasts forgotten.

  He honestly had no idea what anything looked like, since all of his attention and focus was on the blue-eyed beauty Aria, as she led him all the way to the end, and through a sturdy looking door into her bedroom. The bed was canopied, with four posts, and stood on an honest to goodness dais in the center of her room. There were two double doors that opened up to the outside and a garden, but at the moment they were closed and there were white drapes ensuring their privacy. He also saw a bathroom through another door.

  He pulled her to him as soon as the door closed, and he claimed her lips. He had to bend down a bit, she was a full foot shorter than he was, but the delightful minx went up on her tip toes and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as she kissed him back with passion. He helped her out, selfishly, as his hands found their way to that delightfully petite and sexy as hell bubbled ass. He squeezed the supplely firm flesh rather possessively, and then pulled up which had two immediate and wonderful results.

  First, one of the sexiest gasps he’d ever heard fell from her lips and into his mouth, and two, she wrapped her legs around his middle and practically climbed him like a tree, so that their heads were even. Her generous supple and proud breasts also crushed against his chest as she swiveled her hips and started to dry hump him.

  Both of their breathes were starting to become labored, and he swiveled around and pushed her up against the door, because clearly the bed was way too far away in that moment. She moaned in approval into his mouth, and her hands caressed the back of his neck, neck, and shoulders with a teasing brush of her fingernails. Her hands so soft and wickedly gentle on his skin, while her kiss and grinding sex was so forceful, which he gladly returned in kind.

  She was light enough that he could hold her up all day long, and her legs tight around him and her arms around his neck made it even easier. She moaned deeply in lustful approval as he started to knead her ass cheeks, even as he started to grasp and lift the bottom of her robe a finger length at a time until his fingertips hit the warm supple skin of her ass.

  Her arms left his neck just long enough to reach down between them, and get his pants open and pushed down around his thighs, freeing his cock.

  Fuck, he almost came right there, and caught it with his magic, when she ground her pussy against the bottom of his rigid shaft. He’d been expecting thin silky material between their sexes, but the minx hadn’t been wearing any panties under her robes. Instead of material he felt the heat of her sex against him, so soft and silken along his sensitive bottom and ridge, as she left a long line of liquid need behind her. Her pussy was like an oven against him, and her sweet gasps were perhaps the sexiest sounds that he’d ever heard.

  Her official voice had been pleasant, but without sex appeal. He was coming to suspect her natural speaking voice was actually different, and she’d been disguising it to support her authority. Her next words, spoken in a bedroom voice that made his cock twitch, just backed up that theory. Her natural voice dripped with seduction.

  “Pull my robes off, I want to feel my tits against you, sliding on your hard muscles and smooth skin while you take me.”

  Fuck, as if to answer his question on how to do that without dropping her, her arms and legs tightened around his neck and waist like a vise. So he could take his hands off her ass without fear of her falling to the floor, and he did just that, lifting the already bunched bottom of her robes over her head. The bra was a bright red and quite sexy, lacey, and it had a front clasp that he released with a flick of his fingers, then he stripped that off as well.

  Her breasts were perfection. They were dreamily rounded, fair, and flawless, with very large light pink nipples. He loved Leanne’s vast tits, but there were a lot to recommend about Aria’s size, including the fact they were firm, supple, and without any hint of sag. They stood proudly on her chest, and they were more than big enough to take his cock, if such an opportunity should arise.

  Not that Leanne’s weren’t firm and supple, but there was quite a bit of natural downslope just from the enormous weight of them.

  She said in a breathy pant, “Suck them, they like a firm hand, but not rough.”

  He gave her a curious look, women didn’t offer direction so frankly as a rule, and she smiled, “Leanne told me the secrets to your leaving a line of very satisfied women behind you, so I figured I’d help you out since you can’t cheat with me.”

  He chuckled deeply in a way he knew touched a woman’s libido, and he put his hands back on her ass to lift her a little higher, and he started to make love to her breast with his mouth. Soft kisses, teasing licks, and every once in a while, a hard suck and tug with his teeth on her nipples.

  She was continuing to rock her hips the whole time he loved her breasts, gliding her wet sex that just kept getting wetter along the length of his cock. Her generous pussy lips stretching lewdly around his girth just partially. She was hot for him, and he really enjoyed the taste of her skin and her sweet nipples, as she lubed his thick cock with her growing liquid anticipation. At the same time, it was fantastic foreplay and getting her unused pussy ready for his thick invader, as she ground her clit against his cockhead each time that she reached the apex of her slide.

  He of course, was grinding her right back, and quite happy giving her all the foreplay she needed to make it good for her.

  Her pants were growing more labored, faster, and more filled with pleasure as he worked her body with his mouth on her tits, and his hands firmly kneading and teasing her perfect petite little bubbled ass. In fact, he couldn’t imagine a place he’d rather be, she was a hell of a woman, and hot as hell. Not just her sexy petite body, or the beauty of her face, but the sense of her presence in that moment, so seductive as she panted and quivered while working herself against his cock.

  Not to mention that seductive as hell voice, the sounds of her pleasure seemed to be directly plugged into his libido.

  Then it happened, “Oh goddess, I’m going to cum so hard for you. Fuck, you have a beautiful cock, so big and fat for me. Oh goddess, Dacen! Don’t stop!”

  He knew what she’d meant, and he continued to grind her pussy as he held her firmly against the wall, his eyes looking up into her wide blue ones as he fiercely suckled, licked, and then nipped and pulled her nipple with his teeth.

  Watching her cum, feeling her flood the bottom of his cock with her liquid ecstasy which ran in dirty rivulets down to his balls had him so turned on he couldn’t see straight.

  She panted, “Now, take me. Please Dacen, I need to feel your fat cock plundering me, taking me, fucking me. Force me to cum all over that cock, like I know you want me to. Take it from me, my pleasure is yours to pillage.”

  Holy shit, the prelate was a wild one in bed, and a dirty talker. A quite effective one as well, as her voice turned him on far more than the dirty words had, not to mention the begging lustful need he could see in her eyes.

  He lifted her ass a little higher, making her the perfect height, and thrust inside of her heaven. Her cry of pained pleasure and joy just encouraged him to start pumping up into her. She was already sliding up the wall a few inches with each thrust, as he buried another centimeter or two with each thrust. Every time that he pulled it out his cock was covered with even more of her liquid completion, which eased his way for a little more.

  Her eyes widened in shock, and her fingernails dug into his shoulder as she started to roll her hips, as if determined to get him buried as quickly as possible. If it wasn’t for his magic, he’d have cum long before he managed it from the bliss of being inside her ridiculously tight and hot passage. Not having sex for close to twenty years, it was like fucking a virgin, never mind the fact she’d already had a kid twenty years ago.

  Then they were one, and they both stopped for a moment to enjoy the sensation of being fully joined while her body grew accustomed to being stretched out so. He was buried in her tight paradise, so hot and snug around him.

  She smiled, “You’re the first man to be in me in twenty years, and the first man in twenty years to hear my true voice. I’ve been disguising my bedroom voice for so long, and I love to see it effect you so. Does that turn you on, knowing you managed to seduce me, and have me panting for your fat cock in me, to feel it explode in me.”

  “Fuck, baby,” he said in a voice filled with lust and need.

  She giggled, more than a little naughtily, then squeezed tightly around him and ground against his body with a sexy gasp. Which told him her body was ready, and she had grown accustomed to his invasion. It was also when he realized he had just called the prelate, baby, and she’d liked it.

  So, he went to hardcore fucking, knowing that’s exactly what she wanted. She’d pretty much told him straight out she wanted to be ravished and filled, and that it would get her off hard if he did it.

  The sensations of pounding up into her, the sounds of pleasure she made while he did so, and the way her body bounced up and down the wall helplessly, her C cups bouncing wildly against his chest and face, all while he got lost in her lustful needy eyes was wild. He never imagined she’d be so… wanton and free in the sack.