" When he responded to my demand, I moaned and momentarily closed my eyes shutting off the sexy view. "Yes! Even harder!"My hips scooted back and fort... on the marble counter, and my grasping ankles and thrashing legs urged him to increase the speed of his thrusts. Our bodies slammed together each time he threw his cock into me.Slap. Slap. Slap.Slap. Over and over again. Slap. Grunts joined moans and groans. Our slapping bodies, the grunts, the moans and groans sounded like a assortment of. That's new," Daddy commented."Yes, Suh. A service of the Cornsilk ... we expect the other Hotels will be copying us. The Silk is an innovator and leader in the French Quarter. We strive to please. We might be small ... but we are exclusive." He leaned a little forward, "at our rates we need to be." Daddy chuckled."Let's go see our rooms, Megan."The door to the Master Suite was open ... restrained opulence greeted their eyes."OH - MY - GOD, DADDY." She clutched at is arm. 'Daddy or not ... he is. Captain Al’Jafar and M.E. Luca will come to speak with you.” One of the men said and left.Lucian felt deep respect to these people. They healed and nurtured people that were on verge of death and they asked nothing in return. Smiling he hugged his sister and projected love through his body and actions.Warlord was busy pacing back and forth while the reports came, one after the other said the same thing. Every bit of his fleet was wiped out clean.He screamed, at the screen, to no one really,. Look at the corpses strewn around. I am sure that some of them had relatives amongst the locals too. However, relatives or no relatives, when you bury the dead they all will strike roots in Notabir.The gods and goddesses of Atyseos and their priesthood on Calmyra are my enemies. This is a war and Notabir will banish my enemies and burn their homes or choose to become my enemy too. Either way, tomorrow night their temples will burn and there will be no priests in Notabir anymore,” Athea coldly.