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"If anyone other than me fucks on my throne, I'll have them executed." He lowered his mouth and ran his tongue all the way from the bottom of my pussy to the top.
I shivered. There was something both enticing and arousing about him fucking me in a place like this. I should have told him to stop, but I didn't want to. Instead, I leaned back against the mahogany and enjoyed the way he devoured me.
"You taste like divine sin," he said. "Absolutely delicious."
I groaned and rocked against his mouth, slowly, building the friction. He certainly knew what to do with his tongue. And his fingers, three of which he slid deep inside me.
In the moonlight, in the throne room, the High Lord of the Summer Court fucked me with his hand and tongue. He drove me to the edge and drew back to let me come down before driving me harder still. Several times, he pushed me right to the brink, only to pull back before I tipped over.
After the fourth time, I growled at him.
He chuckled and worked me mercilessly, licking and nipping my clit. This time he let me drop over the edge of the cliff. I came so hard I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming.
He finally lifted his shining face from me and grabbed a fistful of hair. He drew my face to his and kissed me. His mouth tasted of the tang of my arousal.
"See how delicious you are?" He kissed me again, tracing around my lips with his tongue.
I reached forward to undo his pants and slide them down his hips. His erection happily sprang free, thick, red and hard. His tip shone with precum.
I raised my legs and pressed my heels into his back, pushing him insistently until his cock slid inside me.
"Pushy omega," he teased.
"Shut up and fuck me, alpha," I growled. "Please," I added sweetly.
"Only because you said please." He grabbed my hips with his large hands and pulled me forward until I was only perched on the edge of the throne. He grunted and thrust into me, slowly at first.
"What is it about you that the more I get, the more I want?" He asked, his voice already breathless with exertion and concentration.
"I'm amazing," I said jokingly. I gripped the hand rests of the throne and used them to roll my hips in time with his.
"Yes, you are," he agreed. "And I'm going to come inside your beautiful, amazing body. If anyone sees us walking back down the corridor, they won't know you have my cum dripping down your thighs."
Gods, yes, please.
I was tempted to make a comment about anyone here in the palace expecting me to have his cum on my face, but instead I concentrated on squeezing my muscles around his cock and driving him to oblivion.
His fingers tightened on my hips. He thrust once, twice more before he came.
He groaned, the sound so deep and compelling it forced another orgasm out of me. This one was quick and shallow, but no less pleasurable than the other.
We held each other and panted for a while before we somehow managed to remember where we were.
We quickly pulled our clothes back together and slipped out of the throne room before anyone knew we were there.
30
Khala
"Itrust you slept well." Harel gave Cavan a meaningful look.
It seemed the guards did their job and told him where we were in the middle of the night. If his expression was any indication, he'd checked and found the replacement key in place.
I'd wanted to leave right after we left the throne room, but Cavan reasoned that nothing said suspicious as fuck like sneaking away in the middle of the night.
"We might need him yet," he'd said.
"If you say so." I thought I was going to get another lecture about, ‘When you're as old as I am, you don't burn bridges.’
