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Story: A Kingdom of Monsters

He looked up at me, eyes flashing dangerously. His mouth curled up in a smirk. “Absolutely. Your throne, then mine.”

I nodded. That was a bargain I would easily agree to.

Bael’s breath feathered over my sensitive core, then he pressed a firm kiss to my clit. I gasped. Then my gasp became a moan when he sucked harder on my clit, scraping his teeth, and at the same time thrust two fingers inside me.

I writhed against his mouth. My nails scraped against the branch above me, scrabbling for stability as Bael opened his mouth, dragging his tongue over and over my folds

“You’re fucking delicious, little monster,” he murmured

His fingers curled against my inner walls, and I screamed loud enough to wake the entire castle. My entire body shuddered and I closed my eyes, gasping for breath.

I slumped against the tree, my chest heaving for breath. Then I let my legs slide off his shoulders. My feet touched the ground again, and he crowded me against the tree, forcing me to tilt my head all the way back to look at him.

I was suddenly very aware that I was entirely naked, and he had taken off a single article of clothing. There was something sexy about that. Dark and forbidden, it made my pulse pound in my core once more.

Bael smirked at me, seeming to know exactly what I was thinking.

He reached down and undid his belt, but didn’t remove his pants. His eyes darted to the side, and I followed his gaze. There was a low stone bench beneath the tree, intended for quiet commune with nature. We were about to desecrate that bench.

Next thing I knew, Bael sat down on the bench and tugged me into his lap. He pulled out only his cock, leaving the rest of his body completely covered.

I let out a breathy moan when I felt his tip nudging against my soaking wet entrance. I pushed my hips forward and rocked against him, sliding his cock back and forth over my entrance.

He growled, and gripped my hips tightly, pressing me down until I was seated fully on his lap. I was impossibly full. The pressure was intense, and oh so good. “Fuck.”

He throbbed inside me. “Bounce on my cock, little monster.”

I shifted my knees to the couch on either side of his hips, and wrapped my arms around his neck. Then, I rose slowly, sliding him out, and back in again. His grip tightened, and I knew I’d have bruises on my hips in the morning. I fucking loved it.

I moved faster as he reached for my breasts and sucked one nipple back into his mouth. Pleasure began to build inside me once more, and short gasps escaped me as I ground down on him, rocking my clit with every stroke.

“Fuck, little monster,” he growled against my skin, so engrossed he said nothing else. “Just like that.”

I moved even faster, and he helped, lifting my hips with both hands and slamming me back down again over and over. My clitthrobbed, and my legs began to shake both with pleasure and exertion.

Sensing me slowing down, Bael lifted me off his cock and returned to the tree. He slammed my back down against the trunk, and thrust into me once more.

I moaned, and raised my hands over my head as he circled both my wrists with one large hand. In this position, I was just along for the ride, loving the burn of pleasure and friction as he fucked me so hard my head bounced against the bark.

Warmth spread through me again, and I squeezed my eyes shut tight. Clearly sensing my coming release, Bael licked back up my throat once more. His mouth hovered over my fluttering pulse point. “I love you so fucking much.”

Then sank his teeth into my skin.

Every muscle in my body seemed to tense. My toes curled, and I squeezed my legs around his back, holding Bael more tightly against me.

We both shouted at the same time, his yell muffled by my blood in his mouth. He shuddered, and grew harder inside me, before collapsing forward and pressing his face against my chest.

For a long moment I simply listened to our combined breathing, the pound of my own heartbeat and the sizzle of magic that seemed to hum everywhere all at once. Then, I pulled back to look at him.

“I think the throne room should be empty,” I said on a breath.

His gaze met mine, and in an instant his surprised eyes heated once more. “Lead the way, my queen.”

I took his hand, my pulse racing. I felt bewitched. Beguiled. Positively Wilde.

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