Page 73 of Bred

The candles beside the bed bathed the room in a soft glow, and I set the goblet of wine on a small table before I climbed up onto the rich coverlet and lay back against the wall of pillows.

The heat that had twisted in my belly when the king touched me flared to life once more. I was waiting for him to come to me. To take me. The ache of knowing what was coming filled me, and my fingers itched to touch my body.

“She’s almost in heat.”

Artin’s words repeated in my mind. That would explain my insatiable cravings for sensuous touch, and the almost constant dampness between my thighs. I was ready to be bred, and I was eager for it.

My hand slid down my body, teasing at my aching nipples, and my eyes drifted closed as I slipped my other hand between my thighs. I imagined how the king would take me. Would he be rough like the warrior I assumed him to be? Or would he be gentle, like a scholar?

My breath came faster and faster as I swirled my fingers over my slick heat as I imagined what the smooth hardness of the king’s cock would feel like when it had plunged into my aching pussy.

My breath caught as my fingers moved, and I did not hear the door as it opened.

“I hope I have not disturbed you.”

I gasped and sat up, my cheeks burning as the king stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. I had half-expected him to come with a bevy of guards and attendants, and I reached desperately for a pillow to cover my nakedness before I remembered that this was what he wanted.

The smile on his angular face was sly, and the key turned in the lock.

“No, I was only just waiting for you… Majesty.”

“So I see.”

The king deposited the silver key on the table beside the wine she had poured for him.

“I want you to continue.”

I bit my lip as my pussy throbbed. He stared at me with hungry eyes. A weirwolf circling his prey. And I wanted to be devoured.

The king licked his lips and picked up the goblet of wine. As he drank, I spread my legs so that he could see what I was doing.

“That’s it,” he hissed. “I want you to tell me what you are thinking about while you do it.”

I dragged my hands down my body, pausing to pinch and pluck at my nipples, and I didn’t stop myself as I moaned at the sensation that rushed through my body. My fingers inched closer to the hot wetness between my legs, and I sighed as my fingers spread my silken folds and teased against my aching clit.

“I was imagining how you would fuck me, Majesty,” I said. “How it would feel to have your cock inside me? What your cum would taste like—”

“I won’t be wasting a single drop,” he said smoothly. “I’m here to sire a child, or have you forgotten?”

I swallowed hard, but didn’t stop the movement of my hand. My fingers dipped into my pussy, stretching and teasing the tender flesh. Gods, I was so ready for him.

“Of course not,” I breathed. “But, Majesty, wouldn’t you like me to taste you—”

I sucked in a sharp breath as my fingers worked furiously to mimic the motions I hoped he would make and my moan was frustrated as I bit down on my lip.

Was this all he wanted? Surely not.

He wasn’t wearing his leather armor anymore, and I wondered what his bare flesh looked like. Would his chest be scarred like his face? Would I ever know what had happened to him?

The king set down his goblet and strode to the bed. I tried to slow the motion of my hand, but it was intoxicating now, and I didn’t know if I could stop before my orgasm swept over me. The king’s hand flashed out and took hold of my hair, and I sucked in a sharp breath as he held it tightly in his fist, pulling my face toward his groin.

I could see the outline of his cock through his breeches, and I licked my lips in anticipation. He liked what he was watching, that was clear enough.

“Majesty, please—”

I could feel my release climbing, and a moan escaped my lips. The king’s hand tightened on my hair and a flash of pleasure and pain rippled through my limbs as my back arched and my hips moved in time with the furious motion of my fingers. Before I realized what had happened, the king had undone his breeches with his free hand and released his rock hard cock.

I opened my mouth eagerly, hungry to taste him.