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When he opened his eyes again, I saw a flash of fire behind the dark depths.
“The things I want to do to you,” he murmured and looked down at my lips again, leaning in closer.
I wondered if he realized he’d done the act or if it had been subconscious, as if his body knew I needed him so badly I was starved.
“Not touching you is fucking painful, Prima.” He slowly, oh so slowly, lifted his eyes back to mine, a feral look on his face.
I felt so unsteady right then, never having been put in this kind of situation before. Then again, I’d never wanted something as much as I wanted Fen’s body pressed against mine, his lips devouring me.
And so I wanted to throw caution to the wind. I wanted to experience something for the first time on my terms.
I rose on my toes, slid my hands up to his shoulders, and wound my fingers around the back of his neck, pulling him down closer, and I leaned up so our lips were barely touching. I didn’t even think you could fit a piece of parchment in the space separating our lips.
Our breaths mingled together, his respirations growing faster and more frantic with each passing second. It was a testament to how far gone he really was.
And I was the cause.
This fire burned through my veins as I knew exactly what I wanted. And I was going to make that a reality.
“Kiss your wife.”
10
Fen
My control had been slipping from the moment I finally had Prima as my wife, from the second I saw her standing in our room the night she’d been brought to the castle.
And with each passing moment, I was finding myself on the verge of losing it completely. I wanted her too badly, with a ferocity that startled even me.
Although I could’ve spent the entire day with her, I realized before she’d even woken up that I desired her so much I was having trouble managing mental tasks. I needed to focus on something else until she took me into her arms and between her legs. I ended up so tired I couldn’t even walk straight.
I couldn’t think straight, couldn’t think about anything but claiming her, filling her with my seed, getting her with my child. I wanted her crying out my name as I pleasured her, as I memorized every part of her body that was ultrasensitive. I couldn’t help these thoughts that consumed me.
My tiny wife, who looked like the very wind would blow her away, had every possessive and protective instinct in me rising up.
I worried nonstop and found that even with her within the safety of our sleeping chamber walls, I still feared someone would take her from me.
Working myself into exhaustion was the only way to ease this need I had for her, to make it so I couldn’t even walk without aching from training, let alone think about fucking her.
I’d hardly slept the night before and instead jerked off in the bathing chamber before coming back to the room and sitting there, just watching her sleep. She brought me peace, this calmness I’d never experienced before in my life.
So I’d been training hard today, trying to exhaust myself so that was at the forefront instead of this pounding arousal that was beating inside me every time I just thought about her.
But she was here right now, so close to me that all I had to do was lean in that last tiny part and our lips would be touching.
The scent of her was driving me crazy. It was intoxicating. Drugging. I wanted to get lost in it, to let it sweep me away until there was nothing left.
I’d always been the victor of my battles, but this moment right here—with my sweet, tiny Prima—was at war with my will. My need made me want to surrender for the first time in my life.
“Tell me what you want,” I whispered, although I knew what it was, her words echoing in my mind like a drug, making me higher.
Kiss your wife.
I groaned anew.
I wanted to hear her say the words over and over again, wanted to feel her body tremble, her nails digging into the back of my neck because her need was too great.
The small pants of her rapid breathing brushed along my lips, and my cock gave a mighty jerk. I’d never been so hard in my life, my length straining against my leathers, so stiff and painful that I was fearful I might rip right through the skins.
“Kiss me,” she said again, a plead for me to give in.
I can’t deny her anything.
I didn’t even attempt to have a semblance of control.
I slammed my lips down on hers, pressed my chest against her much smaller one, and felt her tight breasts and hard little nipples scrape against my flesh. A low growl rumbled from me.
