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Need flooded me, hot and fast.
“Keep going,” I breathed.
“No. If you want a climax or you want to see my release, you show me how you touch yourself.”
I groaned, and his lips curved wickedly. We held each other’s stare for a long, long moment as we both waited for the other to give in.
Finally, I slid a hand beneath the damp fabric covering me. My breath hitched as I slowly teased myself.
Kierden’s gaze dropped to my hand, his eyes hot and needy. “How does that feel, Nissa?”
“So good,” I whispered, my hips jerking slightly.
Something about having his eyes on me made it so much hotter.
“Show me how you touch yourself,” I told him, my chest rising and falling rapidly. Unlike me, he didn’t protest—he just kept watching me as he wrapped his hand around his cock.
My breathing grew frantic as I watched his powerful body react to every stroke of his hand. I was wetter than I’d ever been before, and dying to lose control, but the fabric of my scanties was in my way.
I pushed at them with shaky hands, and Kierden growled, grabbing the fabric and yanking it down my legs. He used my knees to open me up wider for him so he could see every wet inch of me.
My hand found my clit again a moment later, and then I was arching and crying out as I lost control.
Kierden stroked himself harder and faster until he found his release, roaring with me as he coated my core, ass, and the blanket beneath me with his pleasure.
His release felt blissfully warm on my sensitive skin.
I rubbed it around my clit, and my hips rocked.
Something about having his pleasure on me felt so damn right.
Desire curled in my lower belly.
I needed him.
“Touch me,” I breathed to him.
“No. You drank the ale, you deal with the consequences. I don’t know how it’s affected your reasoning,” he growled back.
I narrowed my eyes at him—then started touching myself again, too turned on to stop even if Kierden wasn’t willing to participate.
His erection bobbed.
Human men needed to rest after climaxing, but I knew from the books I’d read that magical beings didn’t have the same problem.
He took his cock in his fist and started stroking again.
The pleasure built up so insanely fast, it made my mind spin.
“Slide a finger inside yourself,” the king commanded me.
I did as he said, and he snarled, “Another.”
When I’d followed that one too, panting and rocking a little, he grabbed my wrist and tugged my fingers free so he could suck my pleasure off my skin while he touched himself.
He rumbled at the taste of me—of both of us—and a heartbeat later my ass was hanging off the edge of the bed. His mouth found my core, his face between my thighs as he devoured me. His tongue was so damn hot on my clit, his massive hands squeezing my thighs and ass as he worked me.
The feeling was absolutely surreal, and the sight was nearly as good. I lost control with another cry, and Kierden didn’t pause for even a moment. He feasted on me, dragging my pleasure out and then reigniting my flame as his tongue carried me higher and higher.
