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The commander strives to conquer. His enemies, his feelings, his impulses, and naturally, his one lover, who happens to be me. Being on the receiving end of his conquering drive feels like no matter what I do, I will end up capitulating in a very satisfying and complete way.
He is all-consuming, and the way he kisses me tells me I’m the target. His might wants to conquer me. Kissing him is intense and riveting. I’ve never felt more alive. Finally, I’m allowed to express my passion for life and for him.
The queen doesn’t run.
The queen doesn’t raise her voice.
The queen doesn’t show weakness.
With D’Artaron, however, I am whoever I want to be, whoever he needs me to be. I am who I am. The girl who lives in the moment, the one who lets loose. And so I let go and allow him to consume me.
His mouth is on my nipple, on my belly, on my clit. He sucks it, bites it, licks it, purrs at it, and when I can’t take it anymore, he makes me come.
I’m melting into the bed when he crawls up my body and rests his elbows on the mattress so he can cup my face with one hand. With the other, he reaches between us and positions himself at my entrance.
Instead of tensing, expecting pain, expecting not to perform well for him, I look at him and say, “I surrender.”
D’Artaron kisses me, and at my lips, he reminds me of my breathing. “As I penetrate you, you will exhale. Deep breath now,” he orders.
I take a deep breath, and as I exhale, he pushes inside me. Slowly. I’m acutely aware of the hard shaft stretching my small hole. The longer this lasts, the more pain it causes, and I start to writhe.
D’Artaron tells me to breathe, but doesn’t pull out, doesn’t show me any mercy until he’s buried inside me to the hilt. He remains there for a while. Because my eyes are open, I can see the moment his close, and he starts to move inside me at a lazy pace, the way a lover would.
I don’t know what is more rewarding, having sex with D’Artaron or watching him having sex with me. I decide I enjoy watching him more, and so that’s what I do. I keep my eyes open and my breathing regular as he instructed so that he may enjoy our coupling without worrying that I’m uncomfortable.
I give him my virginity along with this moment we share. I want him to steal it all for himself and take whatever he needs from me, for the only way to fuck D’Artaron is to completely surrender to him.
As his fae-ted mate, I understand this about him. I understand that he cannot take a female who doesn’t give herself completely to him. His majestic wings poised above us tell me the fates have sent him to me, for I never could’ve ruled without him.
D’Artaron is the most qualified person to rule our court and the only male who can stand up to the power-hungry ambition of the Summer king, who would have become the Seelie king of all our courts had it not been for D’Artaron’s heart.
He came for me. Not for the throne. He returned for me. The throne was just a part of a larger fate’s play. His thrusts are faster than before, and his eyes are still closed, and so I go ahead and close mine and come along with my mate.
43
D’ARTARON
The sun rises on the horizon while I’m still lying in bed, entangled with my queen after several rounds of sex. I can’t remember the last time I was in bed when the sun rose on the horizon. And I certainly don’t remember ever staying in bed because I’d gone through several rounds of sex.
At the thought, I chuckle, then wince as Chloe lifts her head from my chest. Her red hair falls over her face and spreads across my chest. Her green eyes are exceptionally bright this morning. Her lips are red, her cheeks pink, and she looks so cute that I can’t resist kissing her.
Actually, I haven’t been able to stop kissing her.
“What are you thinking about?” she asks between kisses.
“You,” I tell her. “I’m thinking about you.”
“What about me?”
“I’m thinking of letting you fuck me.”
I grab her and sit up, my feet touching the floor, my wings erect behind me, holding my balance so that she’s straddling my lap and I’m holding her bottom. I lift her and position her where I want her. She slides down and her eyes roll back.
That’s right.
She likes my cock inside her.
I want to watch her come because last night, I had to close my eyes so that I could concentrate on not ravaging her. I was gentle and considerate, but also admittedly a little selfish. I didn’t want to fuck her too hard so that she could last for spans and not just a single night, though I presume she’s already sore.
