Page 99 of The Book of Kings


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Ineededthat unique feeling of being merged with her, driving myself so deep inside her that I would replace the air in her lungs.

Letting go of the candle, I caged her in the prison of my arms to reunite myself with her.

It was so different from the last time. More passionate but most of all more heartfelt as her lips joined with mine, kissing me as her life depended on it.

Our dance had moved from in front of the fireplace to beneath silk sheets as we were making love and music at the same time. I was gentle and Iwas brutal. Composed and totally wild as we were both following only our desires.

It wasn’t just about me or her. It was becoming aboutus.

She was starring in the same dream I was as her legs raised high above my waist so I could demolish the last of her barriers.

Her cries of pleasure were echoing to my own satisfaction as I was moving with such intensity that I was beginning to think the bed would fall down on the next floor. My hand became a cage to her breast, squeezing its alluring shape as I was forging deeper and faster within her. I needed her to tremble for me. And her panting breath, along with the prison that suddenly formed around my length was assuring me that I was succeeding to take her there.

She was almost screaming when I was done. Even the sheets seemed to have wrapped around her as a result of her desperate need to hold on to something. Not that I was too far away, clenching my hands on her hips so tightly that I was sure I was going to find bruises there in the morning.

I couldn’t contain a loud growl as I felt myself exploding, surrendering to the warmth of her core.

The night stopped there, at least the sexual part of it, as we reserved the rest for pleasures of the heart much easier to satisfy. Without her having to say a word, I pulled her against my chest, making a promise that I had no idea how was I about to keep. But at the same time, swearing to myself that I would die trying. ‘It will be ok in the end.’

We drifted off to a night of sleep and a restlessness that was leaving me to swirl between the sheets.

I wanted to protect her.

But how exactly was I supposed to do that since the one she needed protection from wasme?

Chapter 22

Next day was brunch with the governor day. Just another step in our plan meant to serve the greater purpose. I was fulfilling my part as well as I could and after hard work always comes some hard play. That’s exactly why I allowed Cole to throw a party at my place.

I felt I needed to push myself a little to get back into society. But as soon as I saw my garden house filling up with people, I realized I might have rushed things.

I tried blending in. I really did, but flashes from the past keep coming back to me. So-called friends who offered the promising temptation of a quick hallucination, and a considerable number of female students happy to get into the sack with the owner of the house they were currently partying in.

I wasn’t interested in any of their offers. As a matter of fact, I actually wanted to leave just when I spotted a presence that brightened my night. ‘Were you looking for me?’ I asked, sneaking up on Bea, and wrapping my arms around her.

‘Iwaslooking for you. Let’s get out of here.’ She searched for my lips in a passionate welcoming kiss. Too passionate if you asked me. Just as if she was trying to prove a point to Cole who was standing right in front of us.

Her gesture, along with the few extra sips of vodka I had before her arrival was gradually mixing the thoughts running through my mind. I could accept being many things, but not a toy in any of her games. Still, I didn’t let her see the tension she had caused me. I just guided her into another section of the living room which was closed to the audience. And I had all intentions to do things that didn’t require an audience.

The party managed to turn me on. It wasn’t just the booze. It was thefitting into a crowd.The memories of all those sleepless nights spent partying until dawn, and let’s face it, the women sharing my bed.

I was trying to resurrect a part of that past, searching for a little fun but mostly seeking to feel alive again. And that was turning me into a very dangerous man. My body seemed to be pulsing with a devious need. I wanted her there and then in all the ways I knew possible.

Though Bea didn’t seem to agree. She was much more interested to learn what I did that day with the governor, while I was much more interested in removing her clothing, piece by piece.

‘I want you,’ I whispered, ignoring any other questions she may have had. My teeth grazed her lips as I was asking not only with words but with gestures for her to be mine.

The problem was my madness was beginning to surface, taking my actions to the extreme. ‘I want to have you on my balcony.’

Control was slipping away from me as I was starting to need something more than just some innocent bedroom fun. They say desperate times call for desperate measures. And Idesperatelyneed to feel alive again. The combination of booze, memories, and body tension was making its presence known, forcing Bea to jump from my arms, and take a step further away from me.

‘Ferris, are you ok?’ She caught onto my instability.

‘Do I not look ok?’ I tried reassuring her, although I was beginning to think I was lamentably failing at that. It didn’t really matter anyway. She belonged to me and even if it were not by her own will, but by a contract, she was supposed to do as I said.

At least that’s what I was aiming for before Brax came in and interrupted us. My plan was quickly shattered into pieces as I knew he recognized something was wrong with me.

EvenIfelt something was wrong with me. But I was unable to stop myself.

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