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Octavia & Sumner

The following scene was cut from Saved by Desire, the final book in the Warlock of Kamvasana trilogy. Often in the editing process scenes get cut not because it isn't a good scene, but because it just doesn't fit the pacing, or maybe it's too soon for that interaction, or any number of reasons. Clea and Tallis are both the kind of writers that overwrite and then go back to trim down later. And so scenes like the following get cut.Please enjoy this encounter between Octavia and Sumner. You, gentle reader, along with the writers and myself, are the only people who will ever see it.— Drea Talley

Octavia grumbled under her breath as she walked back across the hall of the inn, wet enough to know she would need to launder her pants. She could feel them sticking to her inner thighs—between Sumner's earlier efforts, her talk with Alces, and Durante's bite, her mind and body were entirely too stimulated.She closed her door and threw off her clothes before throwing herself onto her bed with a bit of a grump. Then again...Biting her lip, she reached up and lightly rapped on the wall behind her headboard. Sumner was on the other side. He’d said to just knock if she needed anything. If he was already asleep, it shouldn't bother him, but if he wasn't…Her unspoken question didn't take long to be answered. She heard movement outside, and the lock on an inn door was barely an inconvenience to someone as skilled as Sumner. Within moments she had the acrobatic thief in her doorway, smiling over at her. Once he saw her state, he did close the door quickly and quietly."You called, my Camellia?"She wet her lips, and sat up in bed. "I was hoping you might want to finish what we started earlier.""I am still hungry. Dinner wasn’t nearly filling enough," he lied, as dinner was plentiful. "I suppose there's no reason to waste any time." Sumner tossed off his shirt, followed quickly by his pants.With a forward tumble, he ended up on the bed, on his stomach, and quickly found himself between her legs. She was slick down to her thighs. The transformation had left her hairless from the neck down, with nothing to catch the moisture that coated and dripped from her eager sex. Sumner slid his arms along each side of her body, resting her thighs on his shoulders and giving her a quick tug forward. She fell back onto the bed with a soft laugh and a shiver of anticipation. No preamble, he placed his mouth on her sex and started with long, slow licks."Oh, Gods, Sumner," she moaned, and reached down to slide a hand through his hair. "There is nothing like your tongue!"A small, pleased growl rumbled through her sex. His hands glided up her body until they reached her breasts, immediately cupping them and kneading them firmly. He alternated over her clit with the smooth underside and the textured top of his tongue, giving her a teasing mix of sensations. Then he’d dance the tip of his tongue over her button.Her orgasm raced through her almost faster than she wanted it to. Her hand in his hair tightened and she bucked into his mouth. "So good," she whimpered, going soft against the bed, shuddering.
One more swipe with his tongue, then he started to crawl up. All along the length of her body he kissed, from her soft tummy, to the undersides of her breasts, a detour at her nipples, then along her chest and collar, before being braced abover her. "I know you're not done with me yet," he said, running his hand down her thigh and the side of her leg. "More?""I'll never be done with you," she panted, and reached up to caress his face. "My perfect, beautiful storm. My prince.""Good, because I'm just getting started," he said with a feral grin before he leaned in and kissed her. While their lips and tongues danced, he reached down and lifted one of her legs in his arm, spreading her open. Slick as she was, it was so easy to slide his length into her, burying himself in one stroke and resting there. She moaned loudly into his mouth, then fell back as she gasped for air."Yes," she whispered, and she clutched at his arms, the muscles underneath her hands taut as he held himself above her. Her blue eyes shone as she looked up at him, her gaze adoring and pleading.For a moment he just looked down at her. "Moon above I can just stay in those eyes," he said, and reached up to caress her cheek. Then he braced himself again and started to move. At first it was slow, full. Deceptively gentle.Then he grabbed her wrists and held her down as he started to speed up. The slow strokes became slapping thrusts as their bodies met, the bed starting to protest their movements. She moaned and twisted a little beneath him. Durante was adoring, Alces was intense simply in his enormity, but Sumner...Sumner would be rough with her, would do his best to break this bed with her. He was passionate in a way that always left her hungry for him. Volatile in his sincerity. It's why he was her storm.She lifted her head as much as she could, flicking her tongue towards him. She wanted more. She wanted his hands on her and his teeth in her flesh. She wanted to see his bestial side come out as he indulged in her body. They had only been physical twice since her transformation, and she needed him to leave her glowing and marked and full of certainty that nothing would stop him from wanting her.Octavia's tempting did not go unnoticed. He let go of her wrists and leaned in. With her leg still pressed against his chest, he nearly folded her in into a split, her other leg kept down by his hip. Snatching her tongue in his lips, he sucked hungrily, moving into another feverish kiss that was anything but gentle. Sumner's movements didn't slow, and he moved her body with each impact of his pelvis, driving his cock deep into her, the nubs massaging her vessel.She moaned again and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him until she had to pull back and gasp, then kissing him again, before finally letting her head drop back once more as she panted, his merciless thrusts making it hard to catch her own breath.When they weren't kissing, Sumner's eyes were locked with hers. He watched every sensation shudder through her, how her focus softened as the pleasure built. Her leg was hooked on his shoulder now, his arm braced on the bed while the other kneaded her breast firmly, squeezing and grasping it possessively.It had been a while since they'd been intimate, though, and his peak was coming. If seemed like it was going to be one filled with pent up energy, as he started to shift. Even panting she smiled a little, unable to help it. The small loss of control was rewarding to see. Leopard like spots formed around his face and down his neck and shoulder. Soft fur grew on the tops of his hands and feet, and along his forearms and shins. The cat-like shape of his eyes became even more pronounced. His panting became growling that built up as he did.She reached up and caressed his cheek, then let her hand slide into his hair. She still wanted him to bite her, to leave his mark on her, but she couldn't ask for it. He had to want it himself. She wasn't sure why it suddenly mattered so much, but it did.He thrust harder. His hand slid up from her breast to tangle in her hair. When Sumner's orgasm hit, he used that grip to pull her head aside and leaned in. His teeth clamped down on her shoulder, just shy of her neck, and held her there, the teeth pricking her skin. They were sharp, but they weren't Durante's fangs. They may break the skin if he bit much harder, but they wouldn't sink in. She was definitely getting the mark she wanted."Yes!" she gasped, and peaked with him, the bite tipping her over.Sumner came hard enough to stop him from moving, He slammed his cock into her as fully as he could and pinned her to the bed, her body bent to his whim as he drained his frustration into her. When he couldn't give her any more, his body eased against her, pressing into her and moving her leg so it could slide down his form. His growl became a purr. He licked her marks and nuzzled against her neck. Octavia’s body went soft with him, her arms sliding around him again and holding him as he licked at her. It was everything she'd needed that night. She closed her eyes and moaned happily, basking in the sensation of his touch, his tongue, and the rumbling purr that vibrated into her chest and through her body.Octavia got another playful nip on her neck as he came back, picking himself up enough to look into her eyes again. "So, should I leave you to sleep? You have a big day tomorrow.""No," she murmured, caressing his face again. "Don't leave. Please, my prince.” She felt him twitch inside her when she called him that. “Stay and indulge in me." She smiled a little, and pulled him in for another kiss. She could be tired tomorrow. Nur would bring her all the tea she needed."Since you asked so nice, I suppose I can stay the night," he said, kissing her in return and nipping at her bottom lip.
She wanted to say more. She wanted to tell him that she'd realized she loved him, like she had with Alces, but...not tonight. One confession was enough for tonight.Instead, she gave him another kiss, followed by an impish grin. "Shall I suck your cock until you're ready to bend me over something?""The answer to that is always yes," he said, nipping at her once more before rolling off so she could have her way with him. For a minute, at least.Sumner had stamina, and she didn't need to tease him for long before he was ready to go again. The rest of the furniture in the small but well-appointed room was tested and found stable enough for more use later on. No furniture would need Alces to mend it later, thankfully.By the time they fell into bed for the night, Octavia had two more bite marks—one on her shoulder and one on her thigh—and was just a little worried about getting up on time the next day. Alces would undoubtedly come looking for one of them, so it would probably be fine.Yawning, she curled around a very content Sumner, her head against his shoulder. His purring helped her drop into sleep all the more quickly, and she felt like a weight had been lifted from her.Come the morning light, there was a knock at Octavia's door. "Time to wake up, my friends," Alces said cheerfully. Clearly, he knew Sumner was in there. Of course he knew, there was no way he didn't feel what they did last night. "I will ensure breakfast is ready. Do not be late."Grumbling, Octavia nuzzled into Sumner, and he reached down and squeezed her butt. Reluctantly, she finally pulled away."I'm gonna be so sleepy, but it was worth it," she muttered.He stretched and yawned. "I'd certainly hope so. I sure enjoyed it," he said, sliding out of bed.She also very much suspected she would have to change her intended dress for the day based on those bite marks. Still worth it. He'd reverted back to his resting form, the fur and features gone, but his jade green eyes always did look a bit like a cats. It was the giveaway. His mane of hair was a mess, well tussled from the activities of last night. She giggled and walked around the bed, stepping up to him and gently running her hands through his hair. Her own hair was a bit wild, but the curls made it look more intentional and less messy. Well, the curls and the perpetual glamour that came with having Kamvasana as her patron."I'm very glad you came over last night," she murmured as she eased her fingertips through tangles. "I...I needed that. From you. The reminder of how much you enjoy me."
"I'm sorry," he said, leaning into her touch and taking a moment to look up at her. "I know I've been... uneasy about you. It's not your fault, and you don't deserve it, so I'm also glad I could get over myself." Reaching out, he grabbed her by the ass and pulled her close, looking up at her from beneath her breasts. "You forgive me? I'll make it up to you. I'll bend you over anything you want."Snickering, she kissed his forehead. "Of course I forgive you. Whether I should or not," she added with a wry smile. Her expression softened, and she pushed him back a little bit to look into his eyes."What matters is that you worked through it," she said, sincerely. "And you'll have many nights to prove it again and again." She lightly smacked his shoulder. "Now let me go so I can get dressed.""I'm going to hold you to that," Sumner said, relinquishing his hold on her rump and letting her get dressed.