Shoving her arms through the sleeves, she stumbles back.
“Four.”
Her head pops through the hole, and I can see her trying to decide if it’s on well enough for her to run or if she should keep trying.
“Five.”
She tries for a second longer.
“Six.”
Pivoting, she races for the door.
My cock painfully hard, I readjust myself.I wait the few more seconds I planned on giving her.And then I chase my queen through the halls of our home.
Thirty-Six
Razian children do not learn how to play anything other than war games.
It’s time we learn to live rather than just survive.-KingRichard
I dart out of my bedroom, my sensesattuned to my running away bride.Her footsteps pound loud in the hall, echoing off the series of arches crisscrossing on the high ceiling.The crows and ravens carved into the walls watch me with eyes that seem to breathe life for the first time.She leaves so much of it in her wake, the world can’t help but draw it in.It seeps into the walls as she laughs.Into the air as she breathes.Into me from her mere existence.
My chest tightening as I gain on her, my strides long and sure compared to her clumsy, lost ones, I know that I will do anything to keep her.
But first I have to catch her.
My legs pumping, I pick up speed as Iwatchher going around a corner.She’s running as fast as she can, but she’s stopping to look in doorways and in all directions at the crossings, no doubttrying to figure out where she is.She dashes to the right.Tossing a look over her shoulder, she gasps when she sees me.
She looks so much like she did that night climbing our tree – her cheeks flushed with excitement, her eyes dancing with life.But I don’t hesitate like I did then.I deliberately slow, letting her get away.My cock starts screaming at me to grab her.It’s yelling profanities at me as she disappears around another corner.
But when was the last time I got to play?
I don’t want it to end so soon.Even if it would mean I’d get to bury my cock into that sweet pussy I’ve been teasing myself with for the past three days.
I chase her through the halls.Round multiple corners.Down the wrong direction as she accidentally runs away from the study.My eyes alternate between being glued on her ass and then lifting to her face whenever she turns her head.
Fuck, I’m so hard, all this running is making me dizzy.I don’t have enough blood flow anywhere else to keep this up for much longer.Pulling a knife out of its sheath, I quicken my pace again.This time with the purpose of closing the distance.
She yelps as she finds me within arm’s length of her.I slash out at her dress, cutting a bit of it free.Run and slash, run and slash until the back of it is hanging off her, leaving her open to my gaze.
Except I forgot she’s wearing a damn jumpsuit full of fashion belts beneath the dress.But all that means is I get to cut that from her too.And then I’ll have all those belts to use.
Unable to resist any longer, I grab one of her flailing arms.I yank her back, spinning her towards me.She gasps as she falls against my chest.I step back and cut through the front of her gown, and it falls to the floor, leaving her in just her black jumpsuit.
She pants hard as she watches me through hooded eyes.Recognising the fabric she’s wearing as being fucking slash resistant, I toss my knife into the wall beside her.She jumps, her eyes flying to it, and I take advantage of her moment ofdistraction to spin her around and push her back into the wall.Her head ends up not far from my blade.
Leaning in, I trail my lips up from the base of her neck to her ear.“I’m going to take off these damn belts, my queen.And with every one I remove, you’re going to tell me what you want me to do to you.”
She gulps.I capture her ear lobe in between my teeth as my hands start removing one of the three belts around her waist.
“One,” I murmur as I pull my lips off her skin.My cock is weeping, but I keep it under tight control.
When she doesn’t say anything, I look into her eyes.“If you don’t tell me something by the time I remove the next belt, I will give you a punishment.”
Her eyes widen.She licks her lips.And fuck me, I want to close the thin gap between us, control be damned.I want to fill my mouth with her.Brand her lips as mine.Until they are swollen and parted and breathing just for me.
“Hold my hands,” she squeaks.
