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I growled as he moved up, kissing my neck and chest as he positioned himself at my entrance, locking eyes with me.
“You’remine,“ He rumbled as grasped his cock, pushing it inside me inch by inch until he seated himself fully inside me, filling me completely. I gasped at the sensation, my back arching off the bed as he began to thrust. He moved in and out of me, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through my body. He sped up faster and faster, pushing me toward the edge. My hands clutched at his back, my breath coming in shallow pants. My release built inside me, my body trembling with anticipation.
Then he stopped.
“Theron? What—“
He rolled over, pulling me with him until he was on his back and I straddled him, his thick cock still buried inside of me. My core fluttered around him; he was so much deeper in this position, almost brushing my womb.
“You say that you don’t want me?” He whispered, his voice intimate in the shadows. “Then prove it. Get up and leave.” He thrust up into me, making me gasp as his thumb brushed my clit. “Unless that was a lie.”
“Theron...” I breathed, my heartbeat pounding where we were connected as his cock throbbed.
“Ride me and take what you want.” He murmured, squeezing my backside. My breath came in short pants, my nails digging into his skin. He was right. I could get up and walk away right now. But I didn’t want to. Shame and desire melded into one as I rolled my hips, taking him even deeper inside me.
“Yes,Sihaya,“ he groaned.
I rode him harder, faster. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room. Sweat beaded on my forehead and the heat in my core spread through my stomach as I moved up and down on his cock. Theron’s hands were on my hips, guiding me, urging me to go faster.
My body was on fire, my skin sensitized to the slightest touch. I leaned forward, pressing my breasts into his chest as I continued to ride him. His hands went to my ass, pulling me down harder onto his thick length. I inhaled sharply at the sensation, bliss coursing through me like a current.
Theron’s mouth was on mine, his tongue pushing past my lips as he kissed me hard. His hands were everywhere, kneading my breasts, pinching my nipples, gripping my ass.
I sat up, whipping my hips over him and making us both cry out.
Tension built inside me with each thrust, spiraling me higher and higher. Theron’s eyes were locked onto mine, gripping my hips tightly as I rode him. Every time I slammed down on him, I came closer and closer to the edge.
My breasts bounced with each movement, and Theron took one of them into his mouth, sucking hard until I cried out in pleasure. His other hand trailed down to my clit, and he stroked it, sending me over the edge. I screamed his name as I came, my body convulsing around him.
Theron flipped me over, pushing me onto my knees. He shoved his cock deep inside me once more and I groaned, overwhelmingly full in this position. He pounded into me, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased his release. Slamming into me so hard that his sac slapped my clit with each thrust.
He shouted out my name as he came, his seed spilling inside me in hot ropes. I collapsed forward onto the bed, gasping for breath, my body still tingling with pleasure. Theron draped himself over me before sinking beside me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close. His cock was still inside me, as if he couldn’t bear to be separated, our release slicking my thighs and the sheets.
I melted into his embrace, my heart heavy with conflicting emotions. My head rested on his chest as we both recovered. I felt safe in his arms, despite knowing he was my enemy. I turned to look up at him, my heart aching with longing and confusion.
His eyes were soft as he gazed down at me and caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. He seemed to understand the turmoil inside me and I wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment forever. But I had a job to do, and no time left to see it done.
Chapter 31
Kael
Theatmosphereinmyroom was heavy with the gravity of my task ahead. Dressing in the dark so as not to wake Theron was an exercise in uncertainty—I didn’t know what awaited me when I left the suite. I pulled on the dress that Kadir had made me, the one with the lilies and skulls that he’d given me as a parting gift. He would be with Gavril by now. And if this went well, I’d be with them within a few hours. Never to return to this palace again.
I let my eyes wander over Theron’s sleeping form, watching his chest move in time with each breath he took. My fingers brushed against the thick collar around my neck, a tangible manifestation of my inner turmoil. It didn’t feel like a chain anymore, but a promise.
I fastened my stolen poison ring onto my finger, the small vial of deadly powder hidden among the intricate gold design. I had no idea what its effects would be, but I wanted it in case I failed with my knife. The emperor and his entourage had just left the castle, and I knew the Beast wouldn’t be far behind. Time was running out.
Taking a deep breath, I let my eyes sweep over Theron for the last time, memorizing his face before I left our suite, ready to end this, one way or another.
I moved through the castle like a ghost, my feet making no sound as I slinked through the shadows. Every step was calculated and precise; I knew I had to be careful not to alert anyone to my presence. Laughter and conversations came from rooms I passed, servants relieved to be free of their duties serving the expansive court.
I arrived at Rhazien’s suite. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door, expecting to find the Beast lounging amongst his concubines, but found an empty room. The silence was heavy and oppressive, only broken by the occasional creak from the floor above.
I caught a whiff of Areca smoke. He always seemed to smell of it; an addict, for sure. Voices came from the hall. Fear and adrenaline surged through me as I stepped inside and closed the door, my eyes darting around for any sign of him.
The room was opulent, filled with luxurious furniture and decorations. In one corner was an enormous bed draped in deep red fabric, ornately carved with an intricate design. It was fit for an emperor—a pile of silken sheets and sumptuous pillows overflowing onto the floor, all framed by four lavishly carved mahogany posts. A grand balcony opened up to reveal a breathtaking view of the desert city below.
I took in every detail as I moved around the room—but there was no sign of Rhazien or his harem anywhere. With my heart pounding in my chest and my senses on high alert, I searched for a hiding spot to ambush him when I had an idea.
