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“That’s my girl,” he rumbled as one of his hands positioned himself below my dripping entrance. I could already feel myself beginning to flutter and pulse, eager to be filled completely.

“Take me Kai,” I said, somewhere between begging and demanding. But Kai, the perfect mate that he was, didn’t force me to wait. He was too kind for that. Instead, he slid inside in a slow, steady push that ripped my breath away. “Fuck, yes. Just like that, please.”

As always, there was the slight burn and stretch of being speared on his length. I liked to think that eventually I’d be able to take him with ease, but it would take much more practice than I was currently getting.

“Fuck, Ayla, you feel so good. So fucking good.”

I swore I felt Kai throb as he fully seated himself within me, pausing for a moment to adjust. I loved that, even though he was clearly enjoying himself, with his eyes glinting gold, his teeth growing longer and longer, he still wanted to make sure he wasn’t hurting me too much. I’d long since found that I loved the strength of his grip on me, and the occasional marks he would leave for an hour or so, and I loved it when he bit me, if it weren’t anywhere near my mating gland.

Yet that had changed, too. Once I hadn’t wanted him to bite me there because I didn’t think we should ever give in to the pull between us. I was frightened and wanted to just shut him out rather than deal with my curse. But now that wasn’t the case. I mostly didn’t want him to complete the bond because we had no idea how it’d affect the both of us, and neither of us were really in a position where we could afford any adverse effects for a week or two.

But the thought of letting him bite me, of completing our bond and permanently linking us in a way that could never be undone, was a heady one. I wanted Kai entwined in my soul—no him without me and no me without him.

It was that thought that had me clamping down on my mate, rapidly hurtling toward my orgasm. Every muscle in my body tightened.

Everything overwhelmed me: the feel of Kai against me, his strong body so solid, so warm, the heated water around us, the force of our movements creating amorous waves that were sloshing over the edge of the massive tub.

“That’s it, Ayla. Come for me. Come again for me all over my cock. I can feel how close you are, so give it to me. Give it to your alpha.”

At that, he leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear, and that was the match that lit my proverbial fuse. I went from climbing higher and higher into my own pleasure to suddenly being dunked so deeply into ecstasy, I could hardly breathe. My eyes went wide, my vision going out as my mouth dropped open in an unhindered cry.

“Yes, fuck, just like that, Ayla. Just like that. You feel so goddamned good. I’m—” I was still lost in the throes of my own orgasm when Kai let out a roar that reverberated right down to my soul. It was pleasure, it was power, it was toe-curling release.

I felt his body fill me, the heat extending across the waves still radiating. For a moment, there was no curse and no growing rebellion. There was only the both of us sharing our climax together, everything we were feeling rattling back and forth in a perfect crescendo.

When I finally came down, I was quite literally clinging to Kai, my heart thundering in my chest, and my entire body about as limp as a noodle. If it weren’t for his hands, I would have just slipped down into the pool and happily floated off into oblivion.

“Ayla…” Kai whispered, still seated inside of me.

Gods, the way he said my name was like a personal prayer, and it shouldn’t have made me feel so powerful, but it did. It felt like I was indeed worthy of everything Kai wanted to give.

“Kai,” I responded in kind, and he captured my lips yet again. But this kiss wasn’t wild or drenched in feral passion. It was sweet. Soft. Grateful. It filled me with a wonderful, borderline tangible joy I’d never found anywhere else.

“I love you,” he said, pulling just far enough back to speak, but I could still feel every movement of his lips as they brushed against mine.

“I love you, too.”

I did. Completely and thoroughly. No more denying it. No more useless protestations that my curse meant we had to stay apart for safety. I was in love, Kai was in love, and that was that. Fate had already made its decision, and I had made mine.

“Here, let’s actually relax for a minute.”

Taking a few steps backward, still holding me, Kai slowly sank down. I wasn’t quite sure about his goal until I realized there was another bench built into the opposite walls of the tub, far enough below the surface that Kai could sit on it, submerging his body up to his shoulders. I was up to my chest, meanwhile, seated in his lap.

It was wonderful. I practically melted against him, and as my eyelids fluttered closed again, I knew it was safe enough to let myself go.

No matter what happened, Kai was going to protect me.

“Aren’t these digs great?” Darla asked once she’d finished showing Kai and me the place she and Oren were calling their temporary home.

After my mate and I soaked until we were nice and pruned, we’d rehydrated, fed ourselves again, then gotten dressed in the summery casual robes in Tove’s home, then headed over to Darla and Oren’s cabin. I wasn’t entirely surprised when they answered the door dressed in the same robes as Kai and me, both of their hair mussed. They’d had the exact same thoughts we did.

I wondered briefly if their bathroom was the same as ours, but figured I should be patient, as I’d find out soon enough.

As it turned out, theirs was smaller, and they didn’t have the waterfall inside, but it was still just as lovely. If Darla later thought anything was unjust when she saw our set up, she didn’t verbalize it. I got the feeling she was happy for us.

In fact, all of us smelled pretty darn happy as we walked back toward the town. It felt like moving away from a fae tale as we put distance between ourselves and our cottages, but we all wanted to get the lay of the land, and some new clothes.

The robes were nice, light, and summery, made of a delicate fabric that was lovely to lounge around in, but none of us were the type to be comfortable in such casual clothing for days at a time. They would be good for after bathing or relaxing late at night, but I got the feeling the rest of us would prefer, well, pants. I certainly wouldn’t say no to a bra, either. My cups weren’t exactly overflowing, but that didn’t mean I liked bouncing around all day and all night. Sometimes a girl wanted a little support.

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