Page 39 of Kings of Seduction


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The only question that remained was if he was here to stay.

I guess that was my part. I was the one who had to play the cards right so that could happen.

For some reason, I was reticent to leave that balcony, as the warmth of the fireplace could awake some of his demons. Or maybe it was because the heat of our bodies resting against each other seemed so much stronger outdoors. We felt so much stronger there, under the power of the night— like anything that may come our way, we could face it together.

Despite my wishes, the passion and yearning fuming between us seemed to be shortening our time on the balcony. His fingers clenched on my posterior so tightly that they would leave scarlet imprints along their way— a beautiful sign of his longing.

Suddenly, he began walking towards the room, with me still clutching onto his hips, unable to let him go.

I didn’t want to leave the place that finally brought us together just yet. ‘Don’t... Please.’ I didn’t want him to take any wrong step and jeopardize the shimmers of the spell.

Maybe all thosesecondchanceswere taking their effect on me. Only this time.... this time, it would be the last. I was just having trouble adjusting to that thought.

Ferris probably sensed my restlessness because he only stepped into the room to snatch a blanket off one of the sofas, then returned to the balcony.

Throwing the extra fluffy material on the ground, he leaned over to place me in its middle, then came over to tower his own weight above mine. His presence was so overpowering in that moment that it was shaking the depths of my soul. He was finally focusing so he would remain there with me —for all the rest of time.

My lips were trembling with uncontrollable excitement, noticing the manly line of his jaw tensing in futile attempts to somehow control his urges.

I couldn’t hold back a whine when his mouth closed in on mine, as if searching to drain the air in my lungs until every breath I would take would occur because of him.

It wasn’t seduction; it was passion freed to live to its max, demanding a union with the loudest voice of desire. And that voice instantly made Ferris tug my nighty over my waist whilst the buckle of his pants came loose.

He couldn’t wait any longer, and I couldn’t blame him. Our bodies were calling for each other like the strongest magnets, joining to find their poles.

The sensation of his intrusion was rough but so welcome, stretching me to embrace the strength of his arousal. It was assertion, dominance, claiming me the way only a king claims his queen.

I couldn’t even feel the freezing chills of the winter’s night. Just small breezes of air blustering against my skin and making his grip on my flesh feel that much more alive. He was warming all numbed places, getting the blood in my veins to pump so loudly that I was under the impression that he could hear the way it was rushing through my veins.

It was as if the outside atmosphere was being reflected by our beings. Cold and yet set on fire, letting the purple clouds dance under the night lights the way our bodies tensed to slide over the soft blanket.

His lips were joined with mine even stronger than before, holding onto new drops of hopes that we could yet be saved. It might not have been the most thought-through moment to express our feelings, but the juncture of everything around us combined with the need of finding each other again was making it heavenly perfect.

An intense blend of pleasure and pain seemed to urge to erase any ability to move, even an inch. It was holding me captive to his tantalizing assault, so fluid that he would completely be merged with me, flowing through me like water seeps into the soil.

I was overwhelmed by unbearable tingles, spreading through every nerve as his long groans were rippling between his teeth. And it went on and on, dissipating the last of my strength until an erupting volcano of pleasure made me squeeze my arms over the tattoos that covered his broad neckline.

I was trying to hold on for dear life, hoping that he wouldsoonfind satisfaction.

Soonturned out to prolong itself until even my short-fractured breath was murmuring his name. I was breaking down, though I was still driven by the raw need coursing between us. Every time I felt myself tighten around him, I thought the pleasure couldn’t get to overcome that point. And each time, he was proving me wrong.

It was like I would need to learn how to function all over again after he was finished with me. But never again to be able to function without him.

After my voice became ragged with pleads and whimpers, I finally felt him become rigid, filling me with the liquid evidence of his exhilaration. He roared between his final thrusts, biting onto my lips with primordial desire, sending the weight of his forehead to rest on mine as if we had become one body and mind.

His eyes were still dark as the night but glimmering with the dusty shimmer of stars. His monsters might not have been completely gone, but at least I knew he would let me be by his side when he would have to fight them.

‘This time, wearegoing inside. I’m not taking no for an answer.’ Ferris lifted me off the ground before I had a chance to say even a word. Not that I could complain about his tone of authority.

I was shivering. Probably had been for a long time now, although I could only sense the quivers when the hot air engulfed us.

He immediately tucked me in bed, covering both of us with any available blankets and quilts that were spread across the room, piling them up so high that I could barely see anything above them. Not that I needed to see a single thing. I only needed him to be there with me in the new beginning of our story.

‘Let me help you take off your nightie.’ He disappeared beneath the covers just to reappear with the bottom of my dress as he was trying to get it over my head.

‘I thought you were supposed to be doing this before, not after.’ I softly giggled while raising my arms so he could dispose of the material.

‘It’s wet.’ He threw it somewhere on the floor, then caught me in the most sinful cage. The one of his arms, pulling me tightly to crash upon his chest.

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