Page 169 of Kings & Queen

I played with his hair while the conversation with my grandfather and uncle replayed in my mind. He stirred, and as he did, he suckled my nipple in his sleep, practically ripping a scream from my lips.

“Holy fucking hell,” I panted through the pain as he woke up and let go.

“I swear, if you don’t watch your mouth, young lady. I guess I should be thankful your thoughts don’t stay in that pretty little head of yours very often,” he mumbled, roughly pinching my left nipple in his fingers.

He moved on top of me, pushing my hair back from my face. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I think I knew from the moment you put your blade to my throat that you belonged to me.”

He pushed my legs open with his. My hands played with his chest, tracing each groove and tightly wound muscle group as he spoke to me.

“What I never could have imagined is what you would do to my brothers. How you would effortlessly transform an already closely held bond into something so incredible that there are not enough words to adequately describe it.”

He kissed me on the lips, taking my breath away with his words. Sapphire eyes pierced mine, and tears escaped, running down my cheeks. He had no idea what his words meant to my battered soul.

“You’ve captured my heart. I want to sink into your silky, tight, wet pussy and make love to you, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

Leaning down, he sucked on my neck before trailing kisses across it. He bit into the flesh right at the juncture where my neck and shoulder met. My body instinctively arched into his mouth, and a low moan escaped my lips.

I’ll never get tired of his mouth on me, I thought as I trembled. His hard cock throbbed against me before he moved further down my body. He sucked on my left nipple, pushing the peaked bud against the roof of his mouth. I began moaning. But hearing the sounds I was making made me blush, so I stopped and held my breath.

Alek noticed immediately. “What’s wrong, my little pet?” He peered up at me through his lashes, the concern radiating from his face.

“Noth…nothing. I just realized how silly I sound. Do I always sound so ridiculous?”

“Hey,” he barked, “Don’t ever hold back from me unless you’ve been asked to be quiet. I can tell you that every one of those needy little groans and sighs you make goes straight to my dick. Even if you are with one of my brothers, the sounds you make alone drive me wild. You don’t get it, do you?”

His face lit up with a mixture of amusement and disbelief before he resumed sucking on my left nipple. No doubt, the goal was to make it as sore as the right one. A warm sensation filled my chest as I thought about him suckling me all night. He finally let go when I began moaning again.

“I can’t wait to see my son or daughter suckling these, kitten. I hope you want kids and lots of them.” At that, my heart caught in my throat. My freedom meant that was an actual reality I could embrace now, and I gulped. “It’s going to be beautiful, seeing this stretch and fill with life.” He kissed my stomach.

Kissing the top of my pussy, he made his way back up my body. He spread my legs wider with his knees and whispered into my ear. “How sore are you?”

I pushed my hips toward his, not even bothering to answer with words. It didn’t matter how sore I was, I wanted him. And there was no way I would deny him access to me, ever.

“That’s my girl,” he moaned. “My fucking good girl. I need you. I need to feel you, that’s it…Shiiiit.” He moaned low and deep as he thrust his hips forward and sank deep into my pussy, hissing.

He pushed the hair back from my face as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Kitten, your delicate little pussy is pulsing around me. Pushing me so close to the edge like your mouth did last night. Everything about you is pure fucking magic. I literally crave you with a passion that scares me. I fucking crave you,” he groaned, his eyes closed. I reached up to stroke his face.

Our gazes locked, and tears streamed down my cheeks as the sweetest sensation invaded my entire body. All rational thoughts floated away, and I pleaded with him. “Don’t ever stop loving me. Promise me, my King.”

My voice broke as I confessed to him my unspoken fear. He reached down between my legs and played with my clit. Within seconds, my legs stiffened, and I screamed as I shattered under him. My orgasm rocked my body, sending me into a whirling maelstrom, taking me higher and higher.

“It’s too much, kitten, too much for me to hold back. I need…need…” he exclaimed and then grabbed my face. “I need to tell you something. Fuck, it feels so good.”

He became wild on top of me, grabbing my face hard.

“I love you,” he said reverently.

I sucked in my breath. The three words I’d been dying to hear from him slipped out. My heart soared, and I sobbed.

“Now and forever, until the end of time, I promise to love you always. I. Love. You.” A single tear escaped his eye, and my finger lifted to capture it. The minute I touched it, he exploded, coming inside me.

He threw his head back, and there was nothing but pure, unadulterated pleasure pouring from his face. It was as if he was someplace else. My heart beat wildly, knowing I made him feel that way. He rolled to the side, taking me with him while keeping his cock buried deep inside me. Tremors racked my body as he pulled me to his chest, and our breathing slowed.

“I’ve never loved a woman the way I love you. It scares me, honestly.”

He trembled in my arms, and I pulled back enough to look into his eyes. I reached up and kissed his lips and whispered, “Same, my King, same.”

My heart clenched inside my chest. Both of us were in the same vulnerable state, confessing love for one another while he was pulsing inside me. It only made the moment more intimate.