I’ve made her wait so long. I’ve tortured her for days, following the rules of gods she doesn’t even worship. I’ll do anything she asks.
I grab the tub and lift myself up, sitting on the edge. She kneels in front of me and lifts her hand, letting the warm water drip onto my cock.
She’s not even touching me and it feels so good that I can’t think straight.
She does it again until all the bubbles have washed away and my hard throbbing cock is in full view. She gives me a sexy grinand then wraps her hand around my thick base and slides me into her mouth.
I watch, mesmerized, as those luscious lips wrap around my cock and she takes me deeper into her warm mouth. My hands sink into her wet hair, not pushing, just holding, just needing something to grip while she takes me deeper and my vision blurs at the edges.
I’ve never felt pleasure like this. I didn’t know it was possible.
She starts moving her head in a hypnotic rhythm, sliding those clenched lips up and down my cock. Every few seconds she moans or whimpers and it just makes me even harder.
I watch the bubbles sliding off her wet back and that gorgeous round ass as she sucks me off. What this place is missing is a mirror on that wall. I want one placed behind her so I can see her pussy the next time she does this.
She cups my balls, making me hiss out a breath. She gives them a gentle squeeze as she takes me out of her mouth and drags her tongue up my shaft.
“How does it feel to suck the King’s dick?” I growl as I watch her slide her tongue along my swollen head. “You like it?”
“I love it,” she says with a moan. “You’re the only man I’d kneel in front of.”
“Good,” I say as she takes me back in, sucking me deeper and harder. She adds her hand to the mix, stroking me hard as she sucks my whole length.
She puts her free hand between her legs and starts playing with her pussy as her mouth works me over. The sight is so filthy and hot that it pushes me toward the edge. I’m going to cum.
I grip the edge of the porcelain bath, hissing out breaths as it builds and builds, threatening to unravel me.
She senses that I’m about to release and picks up the pace, clenching tighter and sucking deeper. That little hand keeps moving faster and harder, getting herself off as she gets me off. Igrab her wrist and pull it away. All her orgasms are coming from me tonight. I’ll be happy to watch her playing with her pussy tomorrow and the next day, but tonight, that pussy is all mine.
She groans in frustration and takes it out on my cock, jerking me off with a tight grip as she sucks on my head.
“Yes,” I cry out as my orgasm comes surging up. “I’m going to cum all over that pretty tongue.”
A deep roar rips out of my chest as I cum hard. She whimpers when she feels my hot cum filling her mouth, but she keeps her mouth wrapped around me, swallowing every drop down.
My head spins and my heart pounds as I sink into the water, her hand sliding up and down my still hard shaft. She has a satisfied grin on her face, watching as I try to catch my breath.
“Looks like I can take down a king,” she says, wiping the corner of her lips. “I must be the most powerful woman in the kingdom.”
“You’re certainly the most beautiful,” I say as I wrap my arms around her and pick her up.
I hold her to my chest and carry her to the huge bed, not caring that we’re dripping water everywhere. The roaring fire is warming the sheets and filling the room with a sexy orange glow. She looks incredible as I lower her onto the silk sheets.
She gives me a flirty look as she opens her legs wide.
I’m breathless.
“You keep getting more beautiful by the second.”
Her hot little pussy isglistening. The heady scent of her arousal makes its way to my nose and my mouth waters. My wolf growls possessively.
Mine, it growls.
Right now, it’s all mine, I say back.
We both just stare in awe at the delectable sight, getting harder by the second. My cock is aching as I kneel down onto the floor to get a better look.
“No fair,” Calista says as I place my palm on her inner thigh, spreading her further apart. A pink fold unsticks, giving me a glimpse of her wet opening. “If I’m not allowed to touch myself, neither are you.”
