Mermeshu wished the evening meal would end. Dish after dish
was offered. Where was Seshat? Would she be at the pool or had she changed her
mind? Surely, he hadn't misunderstood her response to his touch. Just thinking
about her made his groin tighten and his erection pulse.
Sehetep leaned back in his chair. Tonight, Mermeshu sat in
the seat usually taken by the first wife. The nomarch clapped his hands.
"Nefru, since Seshat is ailing, play the harp while I discuss what I will
give these men and what I expect from them."
The rippling notes formed a background for the discussion.
Mermeshu focused his attention on the older man's offer. Though a marriage
wasn't mentioned, was this the string attached to such generosity?
When the older man rose, Nefru suggested a garden walk.
Mermeshu shook his head. "I have much to consider. I'll see you
tomorrow."
She rose. Light from the torches shone through the sheer
linen of her dress. Mermeshu tensed. Was Nefru the bait Sehetep dangled? She
was too willing to be seduced. As she glided away, her rounded buttocks moved
in a sensual dance. He groaned. Slim women were to his taste. He also preferred
women who enjoyed being chased and captured not those who pursued.
Intef followed him to the doorway. "Soon she will be
yours. Why not sample her bounty?"
"Since you're so entranced with her charms, make her
yours. Keep her amused tonight. Take her to your room."
"She will only toy with me for she wants the Commander
of the Army. She wishes to become a pharaoh's wife. Take care. The spite of a rejected
woman can be as poisonous as the bite of an asp."
Though Intef was right, Mermeshu only wanted Seshat. Nefru
repelled him. He wiped his hands on his kilt. Tonight, he would bind Seshat
with cords of love. Once she was enmeshed in the web, if he had to do what he
had no taste for, she would willingly enter his woman's court.
He glanced into the garden and saw the moon had risen.
"Go to Nefru. We'll talk in the morning." He strode to his sleeping
room and removed his kilt and pectoral. After sponging his body, he strode to
the garden.
As he neared the pool, alert for alien noises, he listened
to the sounds of the night. He saw Seshat. His erection pulsed against his loin
cloth. He wanted to seize and toss her to the ground, then thrust into her
woman's passage. He gulped deep breaths. This was not the time for haste. By
her presence, he knew she was his.
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