Page 58 of Royally Fated


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Gods, did he know what he did to me? I could tell by his face that he’d picked up at least a little of my reaction through our bond, but that didn’t mean he understood. One day, I’d get the chance to explain it all or even show him, but for the moment, I’d do the best I could.

So, I interrupted his fiddling with the knobs to pull him into yet another kiss, and this one I put spirit into, moving my mouth against his, clinging to him, letting our bond open as fully as I could. I felt his heart beating against mine, and his responding surge from the bond was dizzying.

We stayed like that for quite a while, things building between us, until it was Kai this time who pulled back.

“Just give me one moment, sweetheart. I know we like scalding water, but if I don’t regulate this, I think it’ll boil us alive.”

He may or may not have had a point, judging by how the room was chock full of steam already with the tub/pool only a quarter full. So, I allowed him some space with a pout.

“All right, then…”

“Heh, cutie pie.”

I didn’t think I’d ever been called that before, and so I stood there, just basking in it while Kai fiddled with the knobs. I liked it, but it made me feel giggly in a way that was foreign to me. Like I was younger, getting to experience teenage love instead of living as a hermit in total isolation.

As it turned out, my patience was, indeed, rewarded. Once Kai seemed satisfied with the temperature, he turned my way and pulled me into yet another kiss. I didn’t mind the repetition, however, as I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of making out with the man I was utterly in love with.

My mate.

My one and only.

Our lips moved against each other, my hands roving over his bare chest while his gripped my hips. I loved the way his fingers bit into my sides, sinking in like he couldn’t get close enough to me, his thumbs stroking soft circles on the skin over my hip bones. I’d never thought of my hips as an erogenous zone, but they absolutely felt like it when he touched them, every glancing caress or ounce of pressure like lightning zapping down my spine.

“We should get you out of these.” Kai growled against my slightly swollen lips, puffy from the heat and intensity of our kiss. For a moment, I had no idea what he meant, then I realized he was talking about my clothes.

“Yeah,” I agreed, my own voice a particular mix of breathless and wanton that I thought in any other situation would have embarrassed me, but now it just made me…proud? I’d come such a long way, both with emotions and with intimacy.

With surprising delicacy for having such strong, large hands, Kai began to undo the buttons of my oversized work shirt. It was something that’d look right in place for someone who worked out in the fields each day, and while I hadn’t thought much about it on our journey to Blath, suddenly it seemed like the most inconvenient scrap of fabric to ever be on my body.

But Kai didn’t seem frustrated by it at all. If anything, he was enjoying every moment of disrobing me. Bit by bit, he revealed me to the warm steam of the room, looking like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to devour or worship me.

Could he do both? Because both sounded perfect. I wanted him to look at me and never look away. I wanted him to carve a space inside of me, so we’d never be parted again. I wanted a soft and gentle exploration of all the ways we made each other feel, and I wanted it rough and feral, with not a single reservation between us.

I wanted Kai in all his facets.

Every.

Single.

One.

When I was finally bare, he took a step back, and I swore my body naturally leaned toward him, nearly taking me off balance. I managed to catch myself with my hands on his firm waist.

“Can I?” I asked, glancing down at his pants, then back up at his face. Much like my disguise, his fabric was rough and simple, perfect for our cover as simple country folk with an outdated steam carriage.

“Of course,” he said, his hands coming up to cup my face ever so tenderly.

Gods, when he looked at me like that, I felt so incredibly precious, like I was a treasure worth protecting despite all the complications that came with it.

With his permission secured, I loosened the drawstring and pushed them down his thighs. It didn’t take much force for them to end in a heap in the floor, and seeing his already hard length, even through his underwear, had me almost panting in seconds flat.

Was I coming across as desperate? I didn’t really care. I wanted Kai, and I was in no mood to deny it, because why should I? It was a gift to have such an attraction to someone who so clearly cared about me, and I wasn’t about to squander it.

It was hard to say who pulled what from who, but in barely a breath’s time, our underthings were removed, leaving both of us completely bare to each other. We kissed for the fourth time, fifth time, thirteenth… it didn’t matter. All that did was the two of us occupying the same space.

We got lost in the moment, drunk off each other. I could feel my inner wolf coming to the fore: wanting to taste, to lick, to bite, and to play. How long had it been since I was able to indulge her?

Far too long, it seemed, and Kai looked all too happy to help me with that. His own inner wolf was coming through our bond, all primal desire and fierce protectiveness. It made my knees weak if I was being honest.

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