Page 6 of The Emperor’s Concubine (The Thibian Chronicles #1)

CHAPTER 6

D ear Lord, what had she just done? Had she sucked his dick and liked it? No, that couldn’t be her, Callie tried to convince herself.

But it was. When Tuk had threatened to sell her baby, she knew she had to do what she could to prevent that from happening, even if it meant fucking King Blaze. The problem was, she wasn’t supposed to like it so much.

Left alone with him, she knew she’d have to do her best to convince him that she really wanted to be with him, but when he looked at her so appreciatively, her body had heated up. She didn’t know if the gel was the reason or Blaze himself. She closed her eyes tight as she started to dance for him, losing herself in the movements.

Dancing had always been her escape, but she couldn’t remember a time when she’d danced so hard or so diligently for anyone. She’d given it her all and had become lost, especially when he began to touch her. Then all reason fled.

As she touched, licked, and caressed him, Callie found herself enjoying it more than she should have. His long, thick cock had been a delightful mouthful that she couldn’t get enough of once she’d gotten her lips wrapped around it. What had they done to her to make her body respond to this man she was supposed to hate?

Now, as she lay beneath him, Callie trembled with anticipation, wondering what he would do next. His body pressed hers into his soft mattress, but he merely stared at her, his intense green gaze seeming to penetrate to the very core. She wiggled beneath him involuntarily.

“If you keep that up, when I take you, it won’t be gentle,” he said gruffly before softly caressing the side of her face.

She’d expected him to tear off her skirt and slide between her lips. His tender touch confused her and she wished he’d fuck her and get it over with. The longer he dragged this out, the harder it would be to explain the strange feelings she felt bubbling at the surface.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she finally broke down and asked.

“Why shouldn’t I look at you? Your beauty leaves me speechless.”

Her lips parted with surprise. Why did he have to be sweet when she was supposed to hate him? “Thank you,” she murmured, feeling shy all of a sudden.

“I’m sure you know how beautiful you are.”

She knew she was an attractive woman, but her looks weren’t something she obsessed about. “I don’t really give it a thought.” Callie wanted to change the subject now. This conversation was getting dangerous. “Don’t you want me?” Batting her lashes as seductively as she could, she wiggled her hips beneath him. The hardness of his erection pressed deliciously against her thigh. Her pussy was on fire and only he could douse it.

Blaze chuckled. “It pleases me that you’re so eager, but since you’ve pleased me, I think it’s my turn.”

“Please, fuck me, Sire. My pleasure doesn’t matter. I’m only here to please you,” she said, not wanting his gentleness or his kindness.

He grasped her face in his hand and brushed his lips against her slightly parted ones. “I told you to call me Blaze. It’s just you and me, Calliope, and I wish to hear you say it.”

“Blaze,” the word tore from her throat.

He pressed his lips against her cheek this time. “Very good. I like the way you say it. Did you know that you’re the first concubine I’ve allowed to use my untitled name?”

Why was he telling her this? Why couldn’t he just do what he had to do? With each passing second, she was losing her will to reason properly. She merely shook her head to his question.

“Your body heat gives you away. You want this too, don’t you?”

Again she nodded.

“Good, because I’ve been crazy for you these past few days. I’m glad you’ve come to me,” he admitted.

Making one last attempt to get him to take her immediately, Callie spread her legs. “Fuck me, Blaze.”

“I will, my flower, but I like to play with my women a bit first.”

The mention of his other women brought her to her senses. She stiffened, trying to fend off the flames of desire licking at her body. No! She didn’t want to feel like this. Callie needed to remind herself that she wasn’t one of his women.

All thoughts of resistance flew out the window, however, when he pressed his lips against the pulse at her throat, and then slid his tongue down her body, stopping at the valley of her breasts. Her body felt like a quivering bowl of gelatin.

Blaze nipped the side of her breasts, making Callie yelp with delight. He teased and tortured the taut mound with his teeth and lips before taking a tight nipple into his mouth.

Unable to help herself, she dug her fingers into his silky blond locks. Moisture formed at the juncture of her thighs. She was ready for his cock, but Blaze apparently had other ideas. Lifting his head, he transferred his attention to her other nipple, taking as much time with it as he had with the other.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he slid down her body. Callie expected him to remove her skirt, but instead, he yanked it up her thigh until her pussy was exposed to his gaze.

“I like the way this looks against your skin,” he said, rubbing the sheer material between his fingers. He slid the cloth over her skin, the friction creating yet another sizzling reaction within her. “Open your legs wide for me. I want to see all of you.”

She didn’t think to disobey him. Biting her bottom lip, she spread herself as far as her legs would go. She looked up at him expectantly, wondering what he’d do next. So far, his movements had been unpredictable.

Blaze swiped his fingers at her damp entrance, not quite sliding in.

“Please,” she pleaded, although she wasn’t really sure what she was begging for.

He lifted one fair brow. “Do you like this, my flower?”

Closing her eyes against the smug expression on his face, she nodded. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to stick my fingers inside of you?”

“Yes, please,” she answered breathlessly.

“And I want to do that to you too.” When he bent his head to place a kiss against her trimmed cunt, Callie thought she’d climax right then and there. The anticipation was nearly too much for her to take. “You have a pretty pussy, Calliope. I wonder if it will taste as good as it looks and smells.”

Her eyes opened. “Well, there’s one way to find out,” she challenged, not knowing where she’d gotten the courage to say that to him.

“There is indeed, flower.” Settling himself between her thighs until he was eye level with her pussy, he slipped two thick digits into her waiting channel.

Callie gasped with pleasure, lifting her hips at the wondrous ministrations of his fingers. When his tongue brushed against her clit, she moaned and wiggled more fervently.

Blaze belted out that wonderful guttural laugh of his. “Hold still, my flower. I know you’re eager, just give me this.” He captured her clit in his mouth, sucking gently.

“Blaze, that feels so good,” she sighed.

A sultry wave of passion tore through her. She moaned raking her fingers over his broad, muscled shoulders. As he sucked her hot throbbing button, he eased his fingers in and out of her. She moved against them, delirious with desire.

He made grunting noises as he feasted on her cunt, as though he couldn’t get enough of her taste. Blaze licked, nibbled and slurped, for what seemed like hours, but she knew it couldn’t have been that long. Afterwards, he licked her with long broad strokes, removing dew soaked fingers. There wasn’t a part of her pussy he didn’t explore, running his questing tongue from her clit to the crack of her ass. He circled the tight, puckered hole, then licked her all over again.

Callie couldn’t recall a time when she’d had her pussy eaten so thoroughly. She felt like a smorgasbord spread out for his consumption, and she loved it.

She was just on the edge of reaching her peak when he lifted his head. “I can’t hold off any longer. I need to be inside of you now.”

Callie shook with eagerness. This is what she’d been waiting for since she’d first freed his cock. She wanted to feel that thick shaft slamming into her body and filling her.

Blaze pushed himself to his knees, and positioned his cock at her entrance. “Part yourself for me, Calliope,” he whispered hoarsely.

Slipping her hands between her legs, she separated her outer labia to accept his entrance. She was already dripping from the sensational things he’d done with his mouth and fingers.

He pushed the thick mushroomed shaped cock head into her and paused.

“More!” she demanded, raising her hips to receive his entire length.

He seemed bent on taking things slow however. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed, a satisfied expression on his face. “Give me a minute, my flower. Let me enjoy how good you feel and how wet you are for me.”

If she had the strength, she’d flip him over and impale herself on his cock. She wanted him so badly she could yell.

As though sensing her need, Blaze finally slid into her slowly, an inch at a time. “Ah,” he groaned.

Blaze kept pushing until he was balls deep inside of her. He leaned over her, his arms holding him braced, as he gently began to move inside of her.

Callie loved the feeling of being deliciously stretched by this powerful man. His cock was thick and long, but she was so incredibly wet that Blaze was able to slide into her with no problem. She bit her lip trying not to shout, because that would be the ultimate in surrender. She wanted to hang onto her last shred of pride, but it grew harder as more time passed.

“This pussy is so tight around my cock. It’s almost like it was made especially for me. I was crazy to think I could do without this, and now that I know exactly what I’m missing, I’ll not let you deny me again,” he grumbled, all while pushing in and out of her hot hole.

His possessiveness had caused her to stiffen momentarily, but her indignation quickly fled with each thrust of his pole. She ran her nails down his back in the heat of passion, accidentally tearing his flesh.

He grunted.

“I’m sorry,” she quickly apologized.

“No need to apologize. I like it. Don’t hold back with me. I want all you have to give. Moan for me, Calliope.”

“Oh, Blaze,” she moaned on command.

“Yes, that’s what I want to hear. Scream for me.”

“Blaze!” she yelled at the top of her lungs, giving herself permission to let loose.

Since he had ordered her to do so, she convinced herself that she was doing it not because she wanted to, but because she had to please him or else. Never mind that she’d been holding back that scream since he’d thrown her on the bed.

Gripping her hips, he pushed into her harder and faster, picking up the pace. Callie allowed herself the luxury of staring at Blaze, so earnest, so strong and so nakedly erotic. Wanting to have him deeper, she twisted her legs around him, pulling him in further.

“Ah, Calliope!” With a growl he increased the pace yet again, grinding into her like a man possessed, his pelvis slapping into hers.

Fire seared through her. Climax was near. “Yes, oh, Blaze, yes!” she cried as a powerful orgasm rocked her body to its core.

Her legs tightened around him, and the next thing she knew, his seed shot up the thirsty channel of her cunt. “Calliope!” He yelled her name, making it sound like a primal howl.

Her pussy clenched around his cock, milking him of every drop of his come. When he’d emptied his balls into her, Blaze collapsed on top of her. Though he was significantly larger than she, she barely felt his weight. Instead, she welcomed it.

When she’d come to his bedroom, the last thing she’d expected was to experience something so cataclysmic. Her breathing ragged, she lay underneath him, thinking that she’d enjoyed being fucked far more than she should have. She didn’t want to think about him other than a means of getting more access to London.

Blaze rolled over on his back. The minute his weight left her, she made a move to get out of the bed, wanting to get away and think about what had just occurred. The King, however, had other ideas.

Grabbing her shoulder, he pulled her into the crook of his arm. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked lazily, letting one hand trail down the side of her breast.

Callie shivered. His touch was irresistible. “I… I… aren’t we finished for the night? I thought I was supposed to go back to my room.”

“You don’t go until I tell you to. And for now I want you to stay close to me.”

“But… it was my understanding that we don’t spend the night with you.”

“Calliope, I am King. I make the rules. Now relax and let me hold you.”

Funny, but she never thought of him as a cuddler. There were so many things she was learning about this man that were making it hard for her to think badly of him.

The quiet between them stretched, but Callie couldn’t get comfortable enough to just lie contently in his arms. Her mind was racing a mile a minute. She thought about Paris and the last time she’d seen her. Though the circumstances made it beyond her control, she couldn’t help feeling guilty for not being there for her daughter. Callie only hoped she was being well taken care of at least. More than anything she wanted to go home, but how could she? Even if she could escape from Blaze, how would she get back to Earth?

“What are you thinking?” he asked, breaking the silence.

“I’m thinking about home,” she answered honestly. When the words were out, she realized she should have chosen them more carefully.

His grip around her body tightened painfully, making her gasp before he relaxed it again. “I’ve already told you that this is your home. You belong to me, and you won’t go anywhere without my say so,” he growled, pulling on her hair, forcing her to look at him.

“But what if you tire of me? What then?”

“I’m not really sure I like the direction of this conversation. What are you trying to get at?”

“If only one woman could satisfy you, there wouldn’t be a harem. Just from the gossip I’ve heard from the other women, you haven’t touched some of them in months. And many have been replaced. I can’t think myself so special that you wouldn’t eventually grow tired of me as well. What will you do with me when that happens? Would you let me go home?”

“You are home!” he roared.

She flinched. Pushing his buttons wasn’t her intention, but this was something she had to know. “I only wondered?—”

“Then stop wondering. I will never let you go, so get it out of your head. What’s so important back home anyway?”

“Someone more precious than you’ll ever know,” she muttered, her temper getting a hold of her. She didn’t care if he didn’t like the topic. Thoughts of being reunited with her child gave her the courage to question him.

Blaze’s green eyes narrowed and his body stiffened. “Did you have a mate back on Earth? Not that it matters to me one way or the other because you belong to me now.”

Tears sprang to her eyes at the offhand way he dismissed her old life. It may not have been the best life, and there had been constant struggles, but it was her life. To hear him belittle it angered her beyond belief. She attempted to get up again, only for him to hold her until the air was nearly squashed from her lungs.

His next words surprised her. “I’ve upset you, haven’t I?”

She pursed her lips mutinously, not wanting to say another word to him. This was beyond enough.

“If I have, I apologize.” He let go of her. “If you wish to return to your own place of rest tonight, you may go.”

Maybe she was a glutton for punishment because instead of scrambling off the bed as she’d originally wanted to, Callie paused. “I think I’m the one who upset you, but we’re on different sides of the issue. When I was on Earth, I had a life of my own, friends, a career, and I was free. My life changed when I was taken by the Adieaens. They told me I’d be sold on an auction block as though I were an object and not a being with feelings and thoughts. You can’t expect me to forget about the life I was snatched from, and then turn around and kiss the ground you walk on. It doesn’t work that way. Or at least where I come from it doesn’t. If the tables were turned and you were literally kidnapped from all you know and love, would you be happy about it?”

He paused for a moment, seeming to take in all she’d said before answering. “I can see your point, and I suppose if the roles were reversed I wouldn’t be too happy either. This has, however, been the way of my people for a long time. What do you expect me to do about it?”

“Aren’t you the king? You say your word is law. Change the laws.”

“What laws do you propose I change?”

“The one about purchasing slaves.”

“What would you know about it?”

“I know that on Earth my ancestors were slaves. Many countries outlawed the practice, and soon the rest of them followed. Granted some people only abolished slavery to cripple the economy in certain regions, but other people realized it was just plain wrong. They realized how inhumane it is to own another human being. Maybe you could outlaw the practice of purchasing and owning slaves. At least in your kingdom,” she suggested.

He rubbed his chin, and for a moment, he appeared to give her words some thought. Then his expression went stormy. “If this is an attempt at getting me to release you, then forget about it. You’re just going to have to accustom yourself to belonging to me.” He yanked her back to him. “I’ll never let you go. Never!”