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“Let me ease your worries, my warrior queen,” I growl. “Forget about the rest of the world for tonight.”
I kiss her deeply, and she moves to sit astride me, her hips in my big hands. I can feel how hot she is, the fabric of her skirt tickling my bare legs. I wrap my arm around her waist and hold her close, raking my teeth down her neck as she whimpers and writhes on my body.
She’s so ready. I can smell how aroused she is, and I know she can feel how hard I am for her, her hips moving a bit faster as I capture her lips in mine.
She pulls away from me. When she opens her eyes, they’re watery, and she slowly moves her fingers up the sides of my neck and then rakes her fingers in my hair until she wraps her hands around my horns.
I reach down so I can remove her underthings, but she looks into my eyes and shakes her head. “Tear them off me,” she says.
I desperately reach for the side of the underthings, slowly running my fingertips along the side seam until I curl my fingers into them and tear the flimsy fabric. I watch as she reaches down and tosses the fabric aside so that it falls somewhere on the bed.
“Thank you, Taln,” she says, my name sweet in her mouth.
She’s moving her hips a little faster, grinding her hot core against my hardening cock. I want to hold her down and pull her underthings aside so I can fuck her deeply, but I’m letting her get lost in the moment, the soft whimpers coming out of her mouth almost enough to send me over the edge.
“What do you want, Fiona?” I growl into her ear.
She tilts her head back and I watch her long, pale neck work as she swallows. “I want you,” she says. “I want you inside me, Taln.”
Well, I’m not going to keep the future queen of Homeworld waiting. Still holding on to her waist with my free hand, I align myself with her and let her lower herself on me. She’s slow at first, holding herself up with my horns, looking right into my eyes as my cock teases her folds.
I groan, pushing my erection slowly inside of her. I’m strong enough to hold her down, but I’m letting her torture both of us instead. I can feel how wet she is even before she lowers herself against me, and she opens her legs wide as she slowly does, still holding herself up with my horns.
She sits down and exhales, her breath shaking. We have done this so many times, yet she still needs to let herself get used to my length. I can’t blame her–the sweet, perfect friction of her hot core would be enough to make me finish if she didn’t stop, especially as she looks up so she can gaze into my eyes.
“You’re so fucking hot, Taln,” she says. “I love the way you feel inside of me.”
I love the way I feel when I’m inside her, too.
And I love the way her voice catches in her throat, the way she slowly eases herself up and down on my length, the way she looks into my eyes as she gets closer to her own release.
And when she speaks about what she wants—when I can tell how much she wants this, when she talks about the sensations in her body—I can hardly hold on. Her pleasure is the most beautiful thing in the universe.
She leans her head down to capture my mouth in another kiss, deep and hungry, and then she starts moving her hips in earnest. She finds a rhythm and I press myself harder into her. She moves on top of me, moaning into my mouth as I fill her with my hardness, her muscles tightening around me as her fists close over my horns again.
“Fuck,” she whispers. “I’m going to come.”
My length spears into her, stretching her as she presses her forehead against mine, her body shuddering in my arms.
“Come for me, Fiona,” I say when I see her slow down. I want to see her ride the wave of her pleasure until she’s unable to speak, so I thrust hard inside of her, over and over again, until her core clenches around me. Her hips grind against me, her legs locked around me until it feels like our bodies are melding and we’re both gasping and groaning.
“Fuck,” she says again. “Fuck, oh god, I’m coming.”
Such a filthy mouth for such a beautiful queen. It sends a shiver of pleasure up my spine, through the rest of my body. I can’t hold back anymore.
I’m nothing but a captive to her desires.
Fiona is at the end of her orgasm, her pleasure fueling mine. I feel the amazing friction between her legs and I finish inside of her as soft, sweet sounds come out of her mouth. A flurry of words I don’t catch streams past her lips as she lets go of my horns and slumps her body against mine. She leans her head against my shoulder, her hand splayed on my chest as I get soft inside of her.
She doesn’t make a move to get off me. As far as I’m concerned, she can stay there for as long as she likes.
Her fingers splay over my chest, her skin warm against mine. I kiss the crown of her head, brushing her raven hair back against her bare shoulder. “Tell me it’ll be okay,” she says. “Tell me I’ll get to keep all of this, Taln.”
I don’t want to tell her I don’t know. I don’t like lying to her, but she doesn’t need to know how precarious things are. We’re all keenly aware of it. She knows it, even in her dreams.
So I choose to lie, and I can only hope it sounds like the truth.
“Of course you will,” I say, holding her so close to me our bodies are flush, and I can feel her chest rising up and down as she breathes. “Of course it’ll be okay.”
