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“You weren’t moving,” he says, answering my silent question. He drops me onto the couch, moving to position his body between my legs. “Trust me, Princess. I’m not in any rush to have children. Nor do we have to at all, if you wish, but it is something I’m open to… after the war is over.” The lump in his throat bobs as he undresses me with his eyes. “In the meantime, I’m all for practicing.” He runs his hands down the length of my thighs, gripping my hips, and pulling my body toward his.
“Practicing, huh?” I weave my fingers through his hair as his head lowers to trap the swell of my breast between his teeth. Heat scorches through me, and Kai moans, kissing down my body. There’s a give and take of emotion rippling through the bond we share, full of lust and unyielding love that hammers through the stone I’ve wrapped around my heart… Making his beat hard enough that I can feel it against my fevered skin.
My hands coast up his arms and over the risen veins as he latches onto the clasp of my bustier, yanking it free. Without wasting a moment, it’s thrown to the side. His thumb and forefinger roll over a taunt nipple and a sharp tinge turns to pure pleasure within me. All that escapes my lips is a guttural ‘mmm’ sound. Kai stiffens, letting my pebbled peak go, and visibly shivers as he experiences what I feel through the bond.
“I highly underestimated how…eroticthis ritual would be.” His jaw moves as if his mouth has suddenly gone dry and amber eyes pin mine. “Can you not feel it?” he whispers, reaching down to run the hilt of his palm over his rigid length.
“Oh, believe me. I feel it.” I reach between us, undoing the buttons of his pants at a painstaking speed. “It’s nice to see you flustered for once… atmymercy.” My hand wraps around his throbbing cock and he jolts as if lightning struck him. He groans, sucking in a breath, watching my hand glide across him from base to tip.
His eyes flick up to mine, smoldering as if I’ve lit something within him on fire. I can feel his anticipation growing, stringing every muscle in his body tight until desperation rises to the surface. Still, he doesn’t rush. He lets me have my way and I’ve never felt this sort of power… Ilikeit.
I stroke him again, watching as the big strong arm propped up next to my head quivers, straining to hold himself up off of me. “Sit back,” I whisper.
“Why?” The word comes out more like a moan than a response.
“Because I want to taste you.” Kai drags in a shaky breath but does as I say, losing the pants in the process. I position myself on my knees in front of him as he sprawls back into the cushions, arms stretched wide across the back of the couch. Gently, I drag my nails up the insides of his thighs, watching my movements with subtle curiosity and feeling the bond pull tighter the further up I move.
Glancing up, I spot Kai, watching every subtle move I make, and analyzing every cue. His chest heaves as I move closer, and I’ve barely gotten started. I grip his hard girth, my tongue darting out to lick at the pre-cum beading at the tip. His eyes bore into me as I twist my hand, pumping him up, then sinking him deep into my throat. A bang hits my ears and I look to see his head has fallen into the back of the couch, his hand threaded into his hair, pulling at the roots.
Seeing him this way… So vulnerable, so…turned on,it’s euphoric and sends spirals of heat through my body.I made him this way, and gods damn, it’s an image I’ll never get out of my head.
His abs ripple, tensing each time I take him deeper, his hips lifting off the couch to urge me on. It’s the subtle way his body begs for the pleasure mine provides that has my blood singing through my veins. Kai trembles beneath me as I challenge myself to take him deeper, twisting my hand up and down his length with every bob of my head. I can feel him wind up, growing so close that a simple flick of my tongue could send him careening over the edge.
Not wanting him to come yet, I stop, sitting back on my heels, and drawing my tongue in lazy circles around his pulsing head. Kai’s legs shake as he fists my hair, coaxing me to continue, but I’m enjoying watching him fall apart, like the sadist I am.
“Alice,” he breathes, covering his eyes as if he can’t stand to watch himself shatter. But me? I want a front-row seat. I smirk, lowering to take him again and the moment my lips surround him, he disappears and I smack face-first into the couch.
“What the—” I start to protest, but an arm loops around my waist, hoisting me over the side of the couch, jutting my ass into the air. Strong hands, pull at my panties. Elastic snaps as he stretches them the side.
His breath ghosts over the curve of my ear as he swipes my hair to the opposite side. “You are such a tease, woman…” Fingers stroke through the folds of my drenched pussy and I gasp. “and I fucking love it.” His touch is dominant and possessive and makes heat throb in my core. My stomach swirls and butterflies swarm inside me as he curves his fingers just right, setting me ablaze.
Wiggling my hips, he catches on to what I want immediately, pressing his thickness to my opening. Spreading my thighs wide, he thrusts forward, sinking into me with a vengeance that causes colors to burst behind my eyelids. For a moment he stills, holding himself deep in my middle, walking his fingers down my spine as my body pulses around him, stretching to accommodate his size.
“My Little Witch…” His voice holds a dark ring to it that makes my body clench around him and sends a thrill rushing through the bond. “You like when I call you that, don’t you?” I don’t answer, and he chuckles, circling his palm over my ass. “Always full of surprises.”
His hips move, slow at first, then faster until we can’t get close enough. I meet his thrusts, wanting him deeper even as my body screams that it can’t take anymore. The sweet friction of his hard cock pounding inside me has every nerve sparking to life. His power pulses, slithering over my bare flesh. And even as the orgasm tears through me, he doesn’t stop. He slams into my core like he’s at war and my pussy is the enemy, daring me to come harder. I cry out as his hand clamps over my mouth, muffling the noise.
The bond pulses as we’re drug beneath a riptide of pleasure, dragging out my orgasm as it demands his release. His teeth grind as a growl rattles in his chest. The bond splinters his efforts to hold off, forcing him to pump his release inside my throbbing pussy.
“Oh fuck… I highly underestimated how good that would feel.” He leans forward, placing sweet kisses across my shoulder blades. Pulling out, he scoops me up into his arms, dragging my frame against his warm chest. “You wreck me,” he breathes, smoothing my hair as I listen to the steady thump of his heart.
“I love you.” The words barely come out as a whisper and the cold face of reality settles in. In a couple of hours, I’ll betray him. I’ll leave him and he’ll hate me for it. But if I don’t, someone else I’ve grown to love as family will die.
“I love you too, Little Witch. Always will.”
34
Alice
The sounds of Kai snoring fills the air as the hell flame shines through the windows. It’s early, and he’ll be asleep for a few more hours at least, which gives me time to do what I need to and get the fuck out of this popsicle stand.
Luri is going to be pissed that she’s had to wait this long, but I owed him a night of peace. He needed me there to do the ritual with his people, and I wasn’t going to leave him to go through it alone. Today, though? Our truce is over, and I intend on saving our friend, come Hell or high water.
I finish getting dressed, opting for the training suit Kai gave me last year, made from dragon scales. It’s lightweight and easy for me to get in and out of on my own, while still offering protection. Cinching on my boots, I’m ready to go. Everything else I’ll need will be with Luri.
Moving toward Kai’s nightstand, I take one last look at the man I love, knowing he’s far better off without me. Maybe after he’s crowned king, we can revisit us. For now, he’ll need the support of his council, and he won’t get that with me by his side. It won’t benefit him. However, I can be of service elsewhere and make sure his best friend,and mine, lives to see another day.
Slipping off my ring, I set it next to his crown on top of the small wooden table. I don’t risk kissing him goodbye or touching him. If he wakes, I’m screwed. Instead, I commit every line of his gorgeous face to memory and then disappear down the hall. With silent steps, I make my way across our floor and down the stairs, but the moment my feet hit the foyer, a voice stops me dead in my tracks.
