“Gods,” I groaned, feeling her tight heat in every nerve ending. “Like I said, always wet for me.”
Poppy shuddered as I used the hold on her leg to draw her against my chest, freeing my other hand. “We should…” She gasped as I closed my hand around her breast and started to move.
My lips coasted over her cheek. “We should what?”
“Not be doing this,” she said, her hips rocking to meet my thrusts. “We have—” She gasped when my hips moved. “Stuff to do.”
“We do.” I ran my thumb over her nipple. “Perhaps you should stop pushing your ass back on me then.”
“I’m not.”
“Liar,” I whispered, pinching the sensitive nub of flesh.
Poppy cried out, her tight, wet core tightening around my cock as she gripped the arm I had under her leg. I moved slowly, letting myself get lost in the feel of her as my hungry gaze traveled the length of her body. My stare fixated on the paradise between her thighs as she followed the pace I set. “Touch yourself.”
Her hips stilled. “W-what?”
“Touch yourself,” I repeated, forcing myself to keep the pumping rhythm of my hips slow, even though the thought ofher doing what I asked brought me to the edge of control. “Play with your pussy.” I nipped on her earlobe. “Like you did for me before.”
Her sharp inhale went straight to my cock as I watched the flush spread across her chest. Her fingers tightened around my arm.
I moved my hand from her breast and grasped hers. Her breathing quickened as I pulled it to the juncture of her thighs. “This.” I moved her finger. “Tell me what it’s called.”
“Cas…”
“Tell me,” I urged.
She turned her cheek toward me, burying her heated face in the pillow.
“I want to hear you say it,” I said. “And not with your head buried in the pillow.”
“You’re ridiculous,” she muttered but lifted her head. A moment passed. She whispered the word, but I heard it. “Clit.”
“That’s right, my Queen. I want you to play with your clit, Poppy. While I fuck you,” I said, the words seeming to vibrate from my chest. “Please.”
Another shudder swept through her and me as I watched her hand drift and then hesitate a few inches above where my cock slowly moved in and out of her. Her fingers twitched. The color in her chest and face deepened. I stifled a groan, loving her shyness as much as I did her boldness. Those two sides of her—sin and innocence—were an addictive mix.
From my angle, I couldn’t see much of my cock entering her, but I didn’t miss the moment her hand slipped between her thighs. And I didn’t dare blink as she moved her fingers against the bundle of nerves. Her movements were tentative at first, but as I played with those pink nipples and whispered in her ear, telling her how good she felt, her ministrations became more confident. Firmer. Wilder. Uninhibited. It didn’t take longbefore I started to feel her tight, wet core spasming around my cock.
Letting go of her leg, I pulled her hand from between her thighs and brought her glistening finger to my mouth, sucking the sweetness from her skin as she continued to come.
“Honeydew,” I groaned, pinning her hand to the bed as I rolled her beneath me.
I drove into her, the force of my thrusts pushing her deeper into the mattress. The realm fell away. All I was focused on, all I could feel or think about, was her. The hand I held to the mattress curled, her fingers digging into the sheet as my release powered down my spine. Shadows tinged in crimson rolled through the skin stretched taut across my knuckles as I spilled myself deep inside her.
My hips were still rocking, my cock still spasming as I dropped my head to the pillow beside hers. The release felt endless, and by the time my hips finally stilled, and my breathing slowed, my awareness of our surroundings returned.
The air in the Solar had shifted. At first, I wasn’t sure what it was. It was almost like a whisper of…awareness against my skin.
Poppy stiffened beneath me.
Then, all at once, a jolt of undeniable awareness ran up my spine.
Someone was in the chamber, and I had been too damn distracted to notice. Both of us had been. But Iknewwhat happened when I got distracted.
The memory sent a rush of icy rage through me, stroking a deep, primitive instinct. A hum filled my ears and hit my skin, my blood, and then my bones. It was the same ancient, powerful instinct I’d felt when I saw that Revenant touching her. A veil of shadowy crimson fell over my eyes.
I was moving before I even thought about it, letting the Primal essence take hold.
