Chapter 44 #2
He rolled her onto her back. His body covered hers. His weight pressed her into the silk sheets, and his golden eyes burned down at her. "Just like I'm going to spend decades and centuries pleasuring you, in every way possible."
Then his mouth was on her breast.
Sol gasped.
His tongue dragged flat and slow across her nipple, so hot against her cool skin it seared like a brand. He sucked it into his mouth, and the wet heat pulled a sound from her throat she didn't recognize.
No one had ever touched her like this.
It was too much and too good all at the same time.
Korin's hand slid between her thighs, and his fingers found her pussy.
Slick.
Swollen.
Aching.
She whimpered, “Oh.”
He rubbed. “Do you like that, little queen?”
“Y-yes,” Sol cried out. Her hips bucked off the bed. Her hands flew to his hair, and she didn't know if she was trying to push him away or pull him closer.
"You're so wet," Korin groaned against her breast. He lapped at her nipple. "You’re so ready for my cock."
His fingers circled her clit.
Slow.
Torturous.
“Oh.” Sol's head fell back. Her mouth opened on a moan she couldn't contain.
She'd never felt anything like this. Never known her body could feel this way.
“I’m so glad no one has touched you here. I can tell.”
Her body vibrated in lust.
“Had I caught another’s smell, I would have killed him and all he cares about.”
She widened her eyes.
Her beast purred in a deep, rolling thrum that started in Sol's belly and radiated outward until her skin hummed with it. The sound startled her more than Korin's threat had.
“This body is only for my brother and me.” Korin moved to her other breast. Licked. Sucked. His teeth grazed her nipple, and she whimpered some more.
His fingers slid lower and one finger pressed against her entrance.
Testing.
Teasing.
Sol tensed. “I’m scared.”
"You are my queen." Korin kissed the valley between her breasts. "I am here to serve you. Tell me."
She pursed her lips.
“Do you want to see the different ways I can serve you?”
Her heart boomed in her ears. “Y-yes.”
Korin pushed his finger inside. The first press was slow burning heat parting cool, untouched walls that had never yielded before. Her inner muscles fluttered in surprise, clinging instinctively to the invading warmth as if trying to pull it deeper.
Her beast coiled tight inside her and became protective and alert. Then Korin's finger pushed deeper and the beast uncurled like it was stretching into the warmth.
“Ohhh.” Sol gasped at the intrusion.
At the stretch.
At the fullness.
The room was so quiet she could hear the wet sound of him entering her.
Every inch he fed her felt like molten silk sliding over frost-kissed velvet—a delicious contradiction that made her shiver from scalp to toes. Her breath hitched in tiny, needy pants against his shoulder.
"Breathe, little queen."
She tried. Her chest rose and fell. And slowly, carefully, Korin pushed deeper.
One finger all the way in.
Then two.
The second finger stretched her wider, a sweet, aching burn that quickly melted into liquid heat pooling low in her belly. She could feel every subtle ridge of his knuckles, every slow drag against sensitive inner flesh that made her thighs tremble uncontrollably.
“Mmmm.” Sol's hands fisted in the silk sheets.
Korin's thumb found her clit again and rubbed slow circles there while his fingers moved inside her.
Each lazy swirl of his thumb sent sparks racing up her spine, while inside, his fingers curled in a slow, searching rhythm—stroking places that made her hips lift off the bed in helpless little jerks, chasing more of that impossible pleasure. “Do you like how I touch you?”
“Y-yes.”
“You’re such a good little queen, letting me touch this pussy.”
Sol's hips rocked against his hand, chasing the pleasure.
"That's it.” His fingers curled inside her and hit a spot that made her whole body jerk — a shock of pleasure so sudden her teeth clicked together. He pressed there again and the spot bloomed outward, making her toes curl and frost-laced skin flush hot.
Her beast slammed against her ribs. Frost crackled along her knuckles where she gripped the sheets.
Sol cried out. “Oh!”
"Found it." Korin’s voice went dark and satisfied. “That’s what I wanted.”
He rubbed that spot again.
And again.
Sol's whole body trembled.
The pleasure built.
Higher.
Tighter.
Her beast rose with it, pressing against her skin from the inside, frost spreading up her forearms.
Closer.
The coil inside her tightened unbearably, every curl of his fingers winding it higher until her whole body felt like it might shatter from the inside out—pleasure so sharp and bright it bordered on pain, yet she never wanted it to stop.
"Korin!"
“Yes. So good. Let go. Cum for me, little queen." His fingers curled one more time.
Frost glittered along her skin in delicate fractals before melting into warm, trembling aftershocks.
“Oh!” Her back arched off the bed. “Oh! Oh! Oh!”
Korin groaned. "Beautiful."
He worked her through it. His fingers moving, his thumb rubbing, until she was gasping, shaking, and completely spent.
Sol collapsed back onto the bed. Her chest heaved. Her thighs were still trembling and she couldn't make them stop. The silk sheets felt unbearably soft against her oversensitive skin.
Inside her chest, her beast lay quiet for the first time since she'd woken and purred in pure satisfaction.
Korin pulled his fingers out slowly, brought them to his mouth, and licked them clean. “Mmm. So delicious and all mine.”
Sol's eyes widened.
Korin’s golden eyes burned into hers. "I knew you would be tasty, but I didn’t know it would be this good."
Sol's face flamed.
“But there’s still so much more I want to show you.”
“M-more?”
“Yes. That was barely the beginning.” Korin settled between her thighs. His cock pressed against her entrance.
Hard.
Hot.
Ready.
He looked down at her. "Can I show you, queen?"
Sol's heart pounded. She looked up at the hunger in his eyes and at the way he waited for her answer even though his entire body was trembling with need.
Should I?
She could feel the old version of herself—the Lowly girl who guarded all the fragile pieces of her heart so no one would break them—standing at the edge of this moment. And she realized something. She did not want to stay untouched or afraid anymore.
Sol lifted her chin and met his eyes fully. “Yes, king. Show me.”