Ties That Bind

Only after he watched her play with her breasts with that hungry gaze for a minute did he go back down. He licked her everywhere, tasting every inch of her; even sucking her lips into his mouth in one of the most erotic sensations she'd ever felt.

Her clitoris felt so tight and needy like the barest of touches would set her off. He growled and set his mouth over it, flicking slowly, drawing little circles and zigzags across the nerves. Her breath raked in and out hard. Her hips pumped, her skin burned hot.

The climax hit her hard in a bright explosion that blinded her, robbed her of breath. Everything pulled tight then released in an instant. He never had to move his tongue fast, just that slow swirling brought a scream from her, made her hands squeeze her breasts hard. It faded slowly, leaving her feeling incredibly warm and almost numb. If he asked her to lift her arm it would take great effort to do so.

As her mind drifted back down to earth, she felt his finger thrusting inside her. She was so wet, so much more now from her orgasm, that he easily passed inside. Another finger entered and widened her in an incredibly way. Lily felt a hard pounding ache inside her and she realized the orgasm was only the tip of the iceberg. She needed his cock, needed him to appease the emptiness.

“Telal!”

“Dreenaru gina slinah.”

He slid up her body, pulling one leg onto his shoulder as he did. He looked feral, possessive, and so sexy it hurt. His strong hand ran down her thigh then slapped her bottom. He sat on his knees, his cock dark and golden, hard as steel between them. He gripped his cock in a fist, his other hand massaged the cheek he'd spanked, then he pushed it against her entrance and pushed inside on a hard thrust. All of her muscles eased around him, fitting him like a glove.

He groaned, his head tossing back and then he took her. His thrusts were hard, punishing. Her wet pussy took him easily, smoothly. She felt spread open from his thick cock, the little nerves shooting sparks of pleasure throughout her from the tips of her hair to her toes. Each thrust landed against her clitoris spiking the erotic sensation even more.

His face was drawn in a mask of sensual pleasure. His eyes swept to her breasts and then, as if watching them jiggle with each thrust was too much, he reached forward and cupped one, tugging the nipple.

“I ca

Lily couldn't either. He released her leg then came over her, crushing his mouth to hers, tongue thrusting against hers. She held him tight, her nails digging in at his shoulders. Noises left her throat, muted by his lips and her hips rocked harder, faster as his pounding thrusts built to a crescendo. Her pleasure spiked and she had to tear her mouth away to scream as her entire body jerked against him. He groaned long and hard as her pussy squeezed him trying to wring his release from him. His teeth found her neck and bit down and then he slammed inside and held himself there as a hot wash of liquid jetted inside her.

They stayed locked together for some time. When he started to doze off while still inside her, she shook him and he rolled over, pulling her on top of him. With a soft smile, she fell asleep in his arms feeling good for the first time all day.

CHAPTER 34

Aria

Holding the big bloom to her nose, she pushed her nose into it and sniffed. The delicate scent always brought a smile to her face.

Celine strolled towards her holding several white and pink roses in her grasp. She hadn't smiled in days, not since the theatrics in the throne room. Since the Queen was declared a traitor and ba

“You seem to be feeling better,” said Celine.

Aria

Celine laughed, shaking her head. “You've been depressed. Sure I've been shaken with all the drama going on. I mean how could I not be?” She ran a finger down the stem of her roses. In a quiet voice she asked, “Have you seen him lately?”

Aria

“I haven't seen him since he banished the Queen. He hasn't called upon me.” She didn't know how to feel about that. She had wanted to go to him to see how he was. A part of her had wondered if his hair would be that beautiful reddish brown again, his eyes that vibrant violet. But she'd stayed away because what if it wasn't? What if he looked the same, was the same? She wasn't sure she could handle that.

“Do you think her spell is why he's changed so much over the years?”

Aria

Celine watched her closely. Aria

Aria

A tinkling noise brought Aria

“Thank you.” The servant bowed then started back towards the house.

“It's all right if you care for him,” Celine said, taking a seat. “Perhaps you can help to change him back to how he used to be. With his mother gone, the black magic around him should fade.”

Aria

“It could benefit everyone if you did.”

“How so?”

“He might be more lenient. More...right-minded, don't you think?”

Aria

Celine patted her on the back. “Are you okay?”

Suddenly a stifling energy filled the air. Aria

“King Alrik?”

He grabbed her arm hard and jerked her to a stand. “Who hurt you?” She blanched at his voice. It was so much deeper than it normally was, almost garbled together.

“No one. No one hurt me.” Her eyes were wide with fear, her breaths coming in pants. The urge to yank her arm back and try to run, even knowing she'd never get away from him, was almost too strong to deny.

“I heard you gasp. You're in pain.”

Celine stood and even her voice trembled. “She burnt her tongue while drinking tea. It was too hot, your highness.” Aria