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“As my queen commands.”
He lowers his head and sucks my nipple into his mouth, sending tiny sparks of pleasure across my skin. With one hand, he kneads my breast, but it’s not nearly enough to douse the flames of my arousal.
I buck my hips, as much as I can with my bones so heavy, and Henry trails a hand down my belly. The little stones that sank into my skin heat with his touch, now feeling like they’ve turned to burning liquid.
Shit.
This is some heavy-duty magic.
I hope to the goddess that it doesn’t affect my real body when I finally return to the present world.
Henry’s fingers reach my pubes, setting the skin there alight. My legs flop open, and I moan with anticipation.
“Are you wet for me, my love?” he murmurs from around my nipple.
“Always,” I reply with a pleasant shiver.
He always turns me on. Always makes me tingle. No matter which form he takes, whether he’s a nineteen-year-old king or a centuries-old Boogie Man, twisted by resentment and the need for vengeance.
His fingertips graze a circle around my swollen clit, making both our breaths quicken.
“I was in a very important negotiation with an emissary from France.”
He gives my nipple a gentle nip, detonating an explosion of ecstasy through my flesh. My back arches. I’ve never felt anything so intense.
“Oh?” I whisper.
He moves his attention to the other breast. The finger ghosting around my clit presses harder, and I swear I can feel his fingerprints.
My pussy clenches, wanting his cock to join those fingers. The only thing stopping me from screaming for more is the guilt plucking at my heartstrings.
“King Louis wants to declare war to get you back,” he says with a chuckle. “Would you believe he claims your annulment is invalid?”
He rubs my swollen bundle of nerves with firmer strokes, making my mind go blank.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I gasp. “Aaaah.”
“I know why he would fight for you,” King Henry says from around my nipple. “Your beauty is a thing of legend, and your charm is unsurpassed.”
He rolls my other nipple between his fingers in time with the caresses on my clit. All I can do is lie on that mattress, taking everything he’s prepared to give.
“You are the most eligible woman in Europe. What I don’t understand is why he ever let you go.”
“H-he wanted a son.”
King Henry scoffs. “I will give you all the sons you can handle. You don’t need that withered old man.”
He sucks hard on my nipple, making my toes curl. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I wonder if the enchantment keeps him from realizing his wife is the same age as the King of France.
As his fingers leave my clit and slide through my slick folds and down to my opening, my cheeks heat to the temperature of my core. I have never in my entire life felt so aroused—not even when I was sucking the Boogie Man’s huge cock.
All thoughts of deception by magic vanish, and I’m left with a desire that cannot be quenched.
“You’re dripping wet,” he says, his voice breathy with wonder.
“Wet for you.” The words escape my lips before I can stop them.
He runs his fingertip around my opening, making its muscles clench and unclench. I throw my head back and moan, wanting him to slide it in, stretch me open, and make me full.
