Chapter 28
MY QUEEN AND HER THRONE
ETHAN
I was in deep slumber when I felt a thick blanket tucked over my body and Kiara snuggling beside me. I smiled lazily and pulled her closer.
She kissed my cheek and muttered, "I am sorry."
I kissed her forehead, breathing in her coconut scent and sighed, running my hand through her soft hair. "It's all right. You can tell me whenever you're ready." My voice was husky as I was still sleepy, but I felt her smile against my chest and that was enough for both of us to sleep contently.
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Later that day, Kiara was back to being normal and to 'apologizing' for her last night’s freak-out because of her hormones, as she put it. She offered me to take me on a movie date, which was more than nice. We came back home hand in hand and had dinner with Mr. Vijay, her father, because he wanted to have dinner with his daughter’s boyfriend.
I was so proud of myself for dating her when she introduced me to him as her boyfriend.
Even though he had given me ‘The Talk’ when we were eleven about never even thinking about hurting her or he’d use the sword given by his grandfather, I was grinning from ear to ear when he shook my hand and told me to take care of her.
Halloween passed with me and Kiara as Joker and Harley Quinn because she adored both of them and I agreed mainly because of two reasons: a) who doesn't love Harley Quinn?
; b) I wanted to see Kiara in black mini shorts with fishnet stockings and a tight white tank top.
It was needless to say that we left the party early and had mind-blowing roleplay sex.
November was serious because all of us were preparing for our exams and writing essays for universities.
I, Kiara, and Rio were going to NYU with four other universities as our backup.
Katherine would be joining the same university while Volt would go to Japan to pursue his dream to become a famous Mangaka.
We were all more than happy for him. I couldn't believe we would stop seeing each other after a few months.
Annual examinations, graduation, and prom were near. Only one month and we would be considered as freshmen for our uni.
I was on my bed, shirtless and in gray sweatpants because I had just woken up from my nap. It was half-past ten at night and I looked around to see Kiara was missing.
"Kia!" I called, sitting up straighter, and ran a hand through my bed hair.
"I'm in the kitchen!" I heard her muffled voice reply and I nodded to myself, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
Looking down at my chest, I found two hickeys on each pec and the other two around my abs. I smirked, touching it and remembered this morning. My girlfriend was such a kinky, little woman.
I am so damn lucky.
Still sitting on the bed, I organized our study notes for Biology and kept them on the nightstand.
My eyes flitted to her black journal, which was at the edge of my bed.
I was curious to know what she wrote in it and she told me she’d give it to me when the time was right.
It was surprising to know that she didn't give it to me even though I traded endless orgasms for it.
So, I figured it must be something important.
And I didn't want to break her trust, so I laid it there, averting my eyes to something else before I opened it.
When I saw the door of my room creak open, I demanded, "Finally! Come here." My eyes roved over her tiny, little body in my T-shirt. It ended on her knees but still accentuated her curves when she walked toward me with a bottle of water.
"Missed me?" she purred sultrily, making my insides shudder in delight, and my dick stirred in my sweats for her attention.
I glared at her through my lashes and, holding her from her waist, I forced her to sit on my lap. She chuckled, tapping my nose with her finger and making me scrunch my face in return.
Kiara was sitting sideways and my hands lazily brushed on her bare legs, making her skin tingle with goose bumps.
I hummed, sliding her hair away as I breathed in her scent and kissed her neck.
She bit back a moan when I let my teeth sink down on the sweet spot, my tongue swirling over the bite while my warm mouth sucked onto her skin.
I smirked when a low gasp of pleasure escaped her lips while I crafted a hickey on her skin.
I groaned when her hands ran through my hair, making my arms tighten around her small frame.
I lifted my head to admire the crimson hickey and licked my lips when I tugged the T-shirt lower to see it properly. Her skin flushed under my scorching gaze. I gently brushed my thumb over it and pulled away when she winced slightly at the burn. She looked at it awkwardly and frowned.
"You did this so we could match?"
Kiara raised her eyebrow, nodding at the love bites she left this morning on my chest.
I grinned, shaking my head. "No, silly. This”—I pecked the hickey—"is a heart. My heart." It truly is. She had me, my mind, my heart, and my soul wrapped around her nimble fingers.
Kiara grinned from ear to ear, her dimples poking her cheeks. I held her jaw and gently placed a kiss on her soft, plump lips. Pulling away, I pecked her nose. "What took you so long?"
I held her gaze, her big brown eyes shining with specks of gold in them as she traced my lips with her index finger and then looked up at me when I playfully bit her finger.
Kiara snickered. "You're so impatient, Mr. Kane," she whispered, looking between my green and blue eyes.
I smirked, sucking softly on her finger, my tongue massaging the pad of her finger, and she bit her lip from moaning. Releasing her finger, I kissed her and laid her down on my bed, her brown silky hair sweeping on my pillows.
Smiling, I whispered, "Only for you, Ms. Sharma."
As I saw her smile up at me with her gleaming brown eyes, her lips swollen from our kisses, I felt at peace. I loved this woman. And I planned to show her just how much. I closed my eyes, nuzzling my face in her palm when she cupped my cheek.
"You know, Vivian texted me that I am a princess. And should be treated like one," Kiara muttered when I opened my eyes, my brows furrowing.
I pursed my lips and firmly said, "But you're not a princess."
She breathed, "Yes, I am a queen."
Her breathing labored and a mischievous smirk tugged my lips. "I know." My voice turned deep as it lowered an octave when I said, "You're a queen and my mouth is your throne. Come. Claim your throne."
Amusement lit my eyes when she rolled us over, a sexy, dirty smirk tugging her lips as she looked at me with a challenge.
My queen; I realized when she tugged the T-shirt away, making me curse at the sight of her supple, perky breasts.
She was a woman on a mission. A mission to claim her throne, which was rightfully hers.
I resisted the urge to tie her to my bed and fuck her until she begged me to stop but decided to let her take charge this one time.
Smirking, I raised on my elbows and quirked a brow at her. "You know you have to try more than just show your breasts to me," I said, tweaking her hard nipple. She bit down on her lip and moved her hips over me, her hot core brushing over my crotch, making me hard.
I couldn't help my hands when they lowered down of their own accord, discarding her underwear and teasing her nether lips as they soaked my fingers.
Kiara let out a soft moan, my digits gliding inside her, thrusting into her core when I lay down on my back.
I pulled her along with me and removed my fingers, ignoring her whine, and sucked her sweet yet tangy juices dribbling down my fingers.
Fuck me. I could eat her all day and still get starved for more.
With my hand on her hips, I pushed her forward and she let out a gasp when her breasts swayed in front of my eyes. Licking my lips, I flickered my eyes to her face one last time as her hands held on to the headboard when I latched my mouth on her hard, sensitive nipples.
Moans after moans rippled from her throat when my lips, teeth, and tongue kissed, nibbled, and flicked her nipples over and over, giving equal attention to both of her breasts.
From the amount of her dripping wetness on my abs, I knew that if I entered her right now, I would easily glide past through her walls.
She was so fucking wet and ready for me.
Pausing, I looked up at her and asked, "Will you go to prom with me?"
Her chest heaved and her hooded eyes met mine. "You are seriously asking me to prom like this?"
“What's wrong with this?” I asked, licking my lips. “Don't you want to go to prom?”
Kiara shook her head. "I want to. With you." She pursed her lips and added, "But ask nicely."
My eyes flared. Oh, I will give her nice, all right.
I pulled her forward until her knees were resting beside my head and her weeping pussy on my mouth with her scent wafting up my nose.
I ignored her squeak and sucked on her slick walls like a starved man, my hands gripping her ass when my teeth nibbled on her succulent lips.
"Is this nice enough?" I smacked her ass and thrust my tongue inside her, pulling her down.
"Oh, fuck. Ethan!" Kiara groaned, grinding her pussy on my tongue. I opened my eyes to look at her as her mouth stayed agape, her walls clenching around my tongue when she met my eyes. Another orgasm started rippling through her sex.
"Say yes!" I growled and cupped her breasts, fondling and kneading them. I continued lapping up her juices and did not let her nectar go to waste.
"Yes!" Kia cried out as she orgasmed and agreed to go to prom with me.
I didn't give her time to come back from her high and flicked my tongue on the little bundle of nerves, a half-scream-moan escaping her throat when she tried to move her sensitive core away.
"E-Ethan," she stuttered, tears of pleasure gleaming in her eyes as her face flushed when I met her eyes.
I squeezed her ass and said sternly, "I'm not done." And pulled her down on my mouth. Again.
I only stopped when she was about to pass out and laid her back on the bed, giving her a glass of water, and asked her if she was okay.
To my surprise, she licked down my abs where her juices had drizzled, making me grunt in anticipation holding her hair when she sucked me off on her knees.
After a few moments, she made me hard and told me to fuck her until we were exhausted from our sore muscles and lack of sleep.
So, I did just that. Obeyed my queen and fucked her to sleep.