Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Kieran
It’s the happiest moment of my life.
Dancing with my girl, surrounded by my pack, my destiny fulfilled. It can’t get better than this.
All around us, the newly mated couples are grinding and moving, dancing to the band with smiles on their faces and lust in their eyes. Each one of them, including us, are looking for a moment to slip away from the crowd and hole up to complete their mating ritual.
It’s all I can think about now—getting this sweet sexy girl to somewhere private. I’m going to ravage her. She won’t be able to walk once I’m done with her sweet body.
“I’m never one to leave a party early,” Calista says in my ear as she grinds against me, those breasts feeling so good against my chest I might explode. “But in this case, I’ll make an exception.”
I slide my hand down to her lower back and hold her writhing body against me.
“Let’s try to slip out without anyone noticing.”
We quickly find out there’s no chance of that happening. This crown on my head might as well be a beacon fire on a clifftop. Every eye finds us as we try to sneak away.
But no one minds. There’s a roar of excitement when they see us leaving.
They know we’re off to make heirs. Maybe the next Wolf King will be consummated tonight.
I certainly hope so.
I can’t wait to see this beautiful woman with a round belly, knowing my child is growing in her womb. I’m getting hard just thinking about it.
“Are we going in there?” Calista asks as I head for the castle. She’s looking up at the King’s tower in shock. It always looks much bigger up close.
“I’m not exactly going to take the Queen of the Stormfur Realm to the forest now, am I?”
“As long as you’re there, I don’t mind,” she answers with a grin.
I stop in my tracks, push her up against the stone wall, and kiss her so hard she moans. I love the taste of her mouth. I can’t wait to taste the rest of her.
My hands keep wandering like they have a mind of their own. I can’t seem to stop them. Her breath quickens as I slide my palm over her breast, giving it a firm squeeze.
“Oh, Kieran,” she moans, dropping her head back. I immediately kiss her neck, tracing my newly-formed mark with my tongue. My aching cock presses against her thigh and she whimpers. “We’ve waited so long… Don’t make me wait anymore.”
With that, I pick her up and toss her over my shoulder.
She squeals as I run to the entrance of the castle, barely paying attention to the guards as they quickly open the huge wooden doors.
I sprint up the spiral staircase, carrying her like we don’t have a second to lose because we don’t. I need her now.
My hunger is ravenous. My need insatiable. This is going to be a fun week.
I kick open the doors to the royal quarters, which are now mine. No. They’re ours.
It’s the largest room in the castle, occupying the entire top floor of the King’s tower.
Stone walls hung with thick tapestries to keep the cold out, a fireplace big enough to stand in already roaring with a fire someone had the good sense to light in anticipation of tonight.
Animal fur rugs cover the stone floor. A table set with wine and food that neither of us are going to touch for a very long time.
And the bed.
Gods, the bed.
Four posts of dark carved oak, thick furs and silk sheets, wide enough for a wolf and his queen and everything they’re about to do to each other for the next week.
Calista looks around the room with those dark eyes taking everything in.
“This is all yours?” she breathes.
“No. It’s ours.”
“It’s a little bigger than what I’m used to,” she says as she looks around. I remember her small room on the ship with that tiny bed. Even that would have been enough for me. I just want to be alone with her no matter where we are.
She turns to look at me and the firelight catches her gorgeous face. I swallow hard, wondering how so much beauty can be concentrated in one woman. She’s breathtaking.
“Is there somewhere I can get washed up?” she asks. “I’ve been on the water for so long. And I got some blood on me from the battle.”
“Are you hurt?” I ask, closing the distance as I frantically look her over.
She laughs and gently pushes me back. “It’s not my blood.”
Thank the gods.
“There is a large tub over here,” I say, taking her hand as I lead her to the painted screen in the corner.
It’s painted with swirls and flowers, but if you look closely, there are naked women hiding inside the patterns.
I still remember the exhilarating day Lucan and I found that out.
We looked at it for hours. Now, I’m about to see the live version and I can’t wait.
“Hopefully, they thought to fill it up,” I say as I look around the privacy screen. The large tub is full and warm and filled with bubbles. It looks very inviting.
“Perfect,” Calista says as she removes her crown, undoes her ponytail, and shakes her blonde hair out. I’m in awe as I watch it tumble down, making her even more spectacular if that’s possible.
She unbuttons her pants and wiggles her hips as she starts to pull them down. She stops after a couple of inches and clears her throat.
“A little privacy,” she says with a grin.
I cover my eyes, but leave my fingers splayed. She laughs as I peek out at her.
My cock aches as I watch her get undressed, sliding those pants down her sexy legs. She pulls off her shirt and then undoes her bra, grinning at me as her naked breasts fall free. My heart is pounding as those panties come off and she stands in front of me naked.
I could stare at her for hours, but she covers her chest and quickly steps into the tub, sinking down until the bubbles cover everything but her head.
“Your turn,” she says, biting her bottom lip.
“How can I follow that show?” I ask, my cock throbbing with the memory. “I couldn’t hope to compare to that.”
“I’ll be the judge of that,” she says with a grin.
I remove my crown, let the cloak fall off my shoulders, and then I pull off my doublet in one smooth motion. Her eyes light up with hunger as they roam over my naked chest and shredded stomach. Maybe I’m not doing so bad…
“Ready to see how hard you make me?” I ask as I pull out my belt.
She just swallows hard and nods her head, her eyes already fixated on my crotch.
I take a deep breath and pull my pants down, taking my underwear along with it. My cock springs up, rock hard and towering in length.
“Oh,” she says with a whimper. Her eyes never leave it as I slip into the warm tub, facing her.
I grin when I see the frustration in her eyes as the bubbles hide my hard on. Her heated gaze keeps dropping below the surface, but she can’t see me anymore.
“Come here,” I say, reaching for her.
She turns and slides against me, resting her back on my chest. I groan when I feel her lower back pressing against my hard dick.
“This is so nice,” she moans as she rubs her arms, getting her soft skin nice and clean. “I’ve never taken such a large bath before.”
“I’ll have one drawn for you every day. How does that sound?”
“Perfect, if you join me in it.”
I wrap my arms around her, feeling her soft slippery breasts on my forearms. I slide my hands onto her, gripping and massaging her tits. She moans as I slide my thumbs over her hard nipples.
“Something tells me I’m going to have very clean breasts while living here,” she says, looking up at me over her shoulder with a grin.
I kiss her soft lips. “Not sure about that. All of my thoughts are dirty when it comes to you.”
Her mischievous hand slides under her body and she starts rubbing my hard shaft. I drop my head back onto the rim of the bath and stare at the tall ceiling as she strokes me.
“Gods,” I whisper in disbelief at how good it feels. “Where have you been all my life?”
“I’m here now,” she says, turning. She straddles my legs and sits up, wiping the bubbles off her chest. I stare at her in awe, my hands on my hips, her nipples so sexy they’re making my mouth water. “And I’m not going anywhere.”
“You better not,” I say, gripping her hips and pulling her chest closer.
I take a hard nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking it as she runs her hands through my hair.
I groan hungrily as I move to the other breast while her hand finds my cock again.
She drags her hand up and down my shaft, clenching it with her fingers.
She starts breathing heavier, licking her lips.
“Sit on the edge for me,” she says, sitting back down as she squeezes the base of my cock. “Please.”
I’ve made her wait so long. I’ve tortured her for days, following the rules of gods she doesn’t even worship. I’ll do anything she asks.
I grab the tub and lift myself up, sitting on the edge. She kneels in front of me and lifts her hand, letting the warm water drip onto my cock.
She’s not even touching me and it feels so good that I can’t think straight.
She does it again until all the bubbles have washed away and my hard throbbing cock is in full view. She gives me a sexy grin and then wraps her hand around my thick base and slides me into her mouth.
I watch, mesmerized, as those luscious lips wrap around my cock and she takes me deeper into her warm mouth. My hands sink into her wet hair, not pushing, just holding, just needing something to grip while she takes me deeper and my vision blurs at the edges.
I’ve never felt pleasure like this. I didn’t know it was possible.
She starts moving her head in a hypnotic rhythm, sliding those clenched lips up and down my cock. Every few seconds she moans or whimpers and it just makes me even harder.
I watch the bubbles sliding off her wet back and that gorgeous round ass as she sucks me off. What this place is missing is a mirror on that wall. I want one placed behind her so I can see her pussy the next time she does this.
She cups my balls, making me hiss out a breath. She gives them a gentle squeeze as she takes me out of her mouth and drags her tongue up my shaft.