The paintings made by Iona were lined on a wall in the antechamber that led to their bedroom. "Gods, Ileus!" she rasped. "What if Cora finds out that they are missing?" she said as she peered at the paintings. Her husband was full of mischief.
Ileus came and wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "She won't. By the time she wakes up in the morning, she will see them. I have got them only for the night."
Anastasia giggled as she clutched her husband's arms. He kissed her on the temple and said, "You can continue with your research on these, honey, but before that you have to fulfill your bet."
"What bet?" she asked as her attention went to the largest painting.
"Something about making me come a dozen times." His erection was pressing against her belly already.
"Ah, I see," she teased him. "Well then, let's get inside."
