Page 66 of Feral King


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“My king,” I breathed.

“Hush. Let me take care of you,” he purred.

He continued exploring my body with his mouth. When he approached my breasts, he took his time, gently suckling and dragging his tongue around my nipples until they were so hard, they were like little pebbles. I arched into his kiss, and he scraped his teeth along my erect buds, torturing them with a hint of roughness.

What he knew I craved.

He bit down on my right nipple, and I rose onto my tiptoes as a muted stinging pain radiated across my breast. I cried out, whimpering quietly as I rode the wave of pain, knowing that pleasure would ultimately follow. Finally, it did, but I wasn’t quite prepared for how powerful it would be.

I moaned out loud as it settled deep in the pit of my core.

He did the same to the left side, back and forth until both sides ached with painful desire before he pressed his lips in between them for a soulful kiss that left my head reeling.

As I stood before him, my thighs slid against one another, my wetness beginning to drip down my thighs. His arms slipped underneath me as he carried me to the bed. Carefully, he laid me down on my belly and immediately continued his exploration of me with his mouth. I arched my back, lifting my bottom as he kissed up the back of my calf and then my thigh, pausing several times to kiss the gentle curve of my inner thigh.

“You’re already so wet for me, my love,” he growled, his possessive rumble enough to set my soul on fire.

“Please,” I begged.

“Are you ready for your king’s belt?” he asked, his tone aching with promise, and I shivered with need.

“Yes, my king,” I breathed. I turned my head, looking back over my shoulder at him. There was something particularly heady about being naked with him fully clothed like this. It made my desire soar to even greater heights and my sore nipples scraped against the bed. I watched as he untied his gold sash from his waist. With a dangerous glint in his eyes, he leaned over me and wound it around my wrists before he wrapped the ends around the bedpost. When I was fully bound, he grabbed my ankles and straightened me down the length of the bed.

Then he took a step back and held my gaze as he slowly unbuckled his belt. He pulled the tip through the buckle with a sinister expression, and I shivered, nervously awaiting what was to come. I chewed the inside of my cheek as he pulled it free from the loops of his trousers, the gentle swishing sound ominously loud within the confines of the room.

He looped it in half, holding the buckled end in his fist as it swung by his side. I drew in a heated breath, watching the leather strap closely and knowing what was going to happen very soon.

“Why am I about to take my belt to this gorgeous little ass?”

The sound of his voice caught me off guard, and I shivered, chewing the inside of my cheek until eventually I worked up the courage to speak.

“Because I wanted you to be rough with me?”

“Partly, sweet mate, but there’s also another reason,” he continued, his tone gentle and sweet and overwhelmingly seductive.

“What’s that?” I asked shyly.

Without meaning to, I’d unconsciously allowed my legs to drift apart, enough that the fingers of his free hand were able to graze against the wetness between them.

“Because of this, naughty girl. You need this, don’t you?”

His fingers drew close enough to graze the swollen folds of my pussy and I sucked in a breath, trying to stay still and ultimately failing as I attempted to grind myself against the rough pads that promised so much pleasure if he would only grant it.

He didn’t. He pulled his fingers away from my pussy, making me sigh quietly in disappointment. My hips rose, seeking out his touch once again.

“Not yet, naughty mate. When I allow you to come for me, it’ll be with you grinding that sweet little pussy on the same belt that just thrashed this little ass bright red,” he warned, and my core nearly burst with excitement. My bottom tensed, anticipating the lash.

He lifted the belt and I whimpered, but he didn’t use it just yet. Instead, he just laid it against my quivering cheeks and dragged it off, allowing me to get used to the feel of leather on my skin. I slowly forced myself to relax.

“Please,” I begged again, lifting my bottom and opening my thighs just a little to show him how much I wanted this.

He brought down the belt for the first time, hard enough to sting just a little bit. The gentle bite was enough to take my breath away, but the pain quickly faded away to be replaced by a gentle warmth that centered right in between my legs.

My clit ached for his touch, but I knew it would all be worth it in the end.

He brought down the belt a bit harder and I sucked in a breath, the sting rising just below the first lash.

It wasn’t until the third that I realized that he was teasing me with it. The gentle slap of leather striking flesh reverberated off the stone walls, making me blush at the thought that someone close by might hear the sound.

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