Chapter 25 #3
"Stop talking, Cedric. Hurry up and love me." My body felt like it was on fire. I urged him on, desperate for him to touch my breasts, to use his hands and mouth to fill the aching emptiness inside me.
His kiss was wild and scorching. His tongue invaded my mouth, claiming everything. I kissed him back just as fiercely, arms wrapped around his neck, fingers threading through his hair.
His hands roamed over my body, every touch sending electric jolts of pleasure through me. I pressed myself tightly against him, craving him inside me.
"Mmm..."
"Remember what you promised me?" he whispered in my ear. "No 'gentle.' No 'slow.'"
"I... I remember..."
"Good."
His hand slid between my legs. His fingers slipped into my slick entrance and began playing with my swollen clit, stroking it firmly.
"You're already so wet," he said with satisfaction. "Does that mean you want me too?"
"Yes..."
"Louder."
"I want you... I want you to fuck me hard, Cedric..." My voice broke, the words coming out in shaky gasps.
He stripped off his own clothes, revealing his strong, muscular body. His fully erect cock stood proud, making my mouth go dry at the sight.
He positioned himself at my entrance and thrust in hard.
"Ah!" The sudden fullness made me cry out.
"Fuck... you're still so tight..." he hissed through clenched teeth. "Are you trying to kill me?"
"You're... you're going too fast..."
"Didn't you promise not to say 'slow down'?" He smirked and began thrusting deeply. "Then I won't hold back."
His pace was fast and powerful, each stroke hitting the deepest part of me.
"Ah...." I couldn't stop moaning.
"Go ahead and scream," he whispered hotly in my ear. "Ethan's room is far away. He won't hear you."
"Cedric... it's too deep..."
"Not deep enough." He lifted my legs, changing the angle so he could hit that perfect spot inside me.
"Right here?" He slammed into it again and again. "This is your favorite place, isn't it?"
The room filled with obscene sounds—the wet slap of skin against skin, my moans, and his ragged breathing.
"Alice..." he panted, "I love you. I love you so much."
"I love you too. Ah... I love you too..."
"Then from now on," he nibbled my earlobe, "can you look at me more? Not just at Ethan?"
"I will. I promise." His words made my heart melt.
"And," his thrusts grew even more intense, "can you put Ethan to bed earlier at night? We barely have any time together."
"Okay. I'll do whatever you want." I agreed to every request.
"Good girl." He rewarded me with a deep kiss. "Then I'll reward you too."
His hand moved down again, his thumb pressing firmly on my clit.
"Ah!" My body arched sharply.
The orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. I clung to him tightly, trembling all over as he came at the same time, flooding me with hot pulses deep inside.
It took a long time for us to come down from the high. He kissed me tenderly—my forehead, my eyes, the tip of my nose, my lips...
"Are you okay?"
"I'm more than okay. You made me feel so good." I kissed him back.
"Rest for a bit. We still have the whole night." His voice was still laced with desire. Even after releasing, his cock hardened again inside me, feeling even bigger than before.
My breathing grew heavy once more. A tingling heat spread through every inch of my body. I wanted him just as badly, craving his rough treatment.
Cedric quickly sensed my reaction. He flipped me over and pinned me beneath him again, determined to make up for every lost moment of the past three months, as if he wanted to melt me into his body.
Only when the sky began to lighten with the first hints of dawn did we finally stop. I was so exhausted I couldn't even lift a finger, lying limp in his arms.
He gently cleaned me up, handling me like the most precious treasure.
"I'm sorry." He kissed my forehead. "Was I too rough?"
"Mmm... yes, too rough," I hummed, but there was no real complaint in my voice. "I definitely won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
"Then don't." He pulled me closer. "I'll tell Caspar I'm not handling any state affairs today."
"No, you're the king."
"A king needs rest too." He was stubborn. "Besides, spending time with my wife is also part of a king's duty."
I pushed him lightly. "You're just making excuses."
"I don't care." He pouted like a child. "Today, I'm staying with you no matter what."
"What about Ethan?"
"Let Caspar take care of him for a day." He answered without hesitation.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive." He pecked my lips. "Today, I only want to be with you. No one else is allowed to disturb us."
Looking at his serious expression, a warm current flowed through my heart.
"Okay." I nestled into a comfortable position in his arms. "Then let's take the day off."
"Alright."
Outside the window, the morning light was just beginning to appear. A new day had started.
And I was lying in my beloved's arms, feeling his warmth and listening to his heartbeat...
This is happiness.
It doesn't need to be grand or dramatic. Just simple, warm moments like this.
A husband who loves me, a lovely child, and a complete family...
That's more than enough.
THE END