Lion Head Mesa estrella [m]

pharaoh was not far from his queen. all of satsu called to him. she had proven to be a spice far more addictive than he had expected, for beneath the effect of her body was something else, some other way in which she had begun to work upon him.
it was sayyadina who had sent him along; ramesses followed satsu's path hungrily and found her lithe, maddening frame poised elegantly in the room of their first interlude.
pharaoh growled lowly, crossing to kiss her shoulder, her nape, her mouth; so besotted was ramesses that he did not immediately spot the young fellahin.
when he did, surprise and pleasure touched the lapis eyes. 'hello, belen." he looked back to his queen, questioning, questing.