Chapter 27 #2
Xavier growled angrily, and I heard his voice echo in my mind.
You are far from a fucking mistake.
My heart fluttered and his hand tore the clothing at my back, exposing it to the crisp air of the room.
My mouth popped open in surprise, and he smiled wickedly at me as he tore my shirt down, trapping my arms within the fabric.
Xavier’s eyes roamed down to my now exposed breasts, to my hardened nipples, and I practically moaned at the sight of him.
He tightened his grip on my shirt and leaned down to capture my nipple in his mouth, sucking the hardened peak and flicking it with his tongue.
I moaned at the sensation, pressing myself harder against him, rolling my hips.
He was so fucking hard, and I wanted this clothing between us gone. I glared down at his pants as if it had personally offended me, and Xavier chuckled, biting down onto my nipple. My back arched, and he leaned up and whispered into my ear.
“Greedy.”
My skin pebbled and my gaze lingered on his lips as he pulled away.
This man’s mouth could ruin me.
Xavier released his hold on the fabric, and tingling sensations spread down my arms as the blood was released. I pushed away from him, pulling my arms free from the sleeves, and throwing the rags onto the floor.
Silken shadows caressed my now bare skin, teasing and licking along my spine. I looked back up at Xavier, my lips parting on a breathy moan as I felt the fabric between my legs disappear. The silken skin of his cock now pressing into my center.
“Fuck, you are wet,” he purred and my cheeks heated as I slid my palms over his bare chest, his muscles, as I pushed his remaining shirt off his shoulders. We were both now fully naked, and my blood heated further at knowing where we were.
I was straddling him on his fucking throne and fates was this hot.
Reaching between us, I lifted my hips and took his long, hard length into my hands, stroking once, twice.
Xavier rumbled low in his chest as he reached between us, and I gasped as he pushed two fingers inside of me.
The sudden intrusion had me dripping for him, even more than I already was, and I began to ride his fingers, the pressure and feel of him pumping inside me making me somehow ache even further for him.
“Fucking beautiful,” he whispered as he watched his now slick fingers slide in and out of me. My back arched and his gaze slid to my rising chest, my breasts moving in time with the rhythm of my hips.
Xavier’s fingers pulled out of me suddenly, and he lifted me until his cock was centered at my entrance, my arms now braced on his forearms. He looked up at me in question, and the action splintered something inside me.
I leaned in, nodding shakily as my mouth softly caressed his. This kiss was slow, sensual, and inch by delicious inch I lowered myself until he was fully seated inside me. Xavier’s gaze was blazing and my mouth lingered on his as I lifted my hips, doing it again.
A soft groan vibrated off his lips and every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire. I kept my pace slow, measured and I nearly came undone.
I had never experienced anything like this. This wasn’t the fast dominating sex I was used to… this was passionate, gentle, rough but caring. This meant something.
Xavier's hand was on my hip, the other at the center of my back as he moved it up and down my spine with each slow motion.
I leaned back, and I felt a tear fall down my cheek.
Xavier leaned forward and claimed it with his mouth and something broke inside of me, as I lunged forward.
I forced my tongue into his mouth and my pace increased as my hands gripped his shoulders tighter.
Xavier let out a small curse, standing abruptly. My back slammed against the throne, as he spun us around trapping me against him and the crude bone now at my back. He was kneeling, his cock still inside me.
“Hold on to the throne,” Xavier rumbled, and I didn’t argue, didn’t think as I reached up and grasped onto the gnarled bone above my head.
Xavier moved his calloused hands to my hips, my legs tightly wrapped around his waist. He hooked a hand around my knee and pushed it toward my chest, anchoring me as he gripped the upper thigh of my other leg.
His hips moved and he was sliding out of me, the friction making me whimper.
He smiled cruelly and in a brutal thrust, entered me again as he began a feverish pace.
His breath skated across my chest, and a second later he was sucking my nipple into his mouth as he pounded into me again, and again.
My back arched and I let out a loud moan at the sensation, the sound echoing in the room.
I held on for dear life as our pace increased faster, harder until I was begging for my release to come, begging him for anything and everything, and I wasn’t ashamed of it.
My arms fell back to his shoulders, and I sank deeper onto his cock, both of us grunting in pleasure and releasing a combined moan.
My orgasm crashed through me violently, my muscles spasming, my inner walls tightening around him as he cursed my name, his mouth finding mine again in a brutal kiss.
He pounded into me, my orgasm crashing over me like endless waves.
Xavier gripped me harder to him, and I was moaning, screaming through our combined kiss.
Both of us taking what we needed from each other.
I felt him lose control, his cock pulsing inside me, and it had me smiling as he came undone just as violently as I had.
Our breath came in ragged gasps as our foreheads touched, entangled on the throne. Moonlight streamed in through the ceiling, and I closed my eyes, bracing for him to push me away, to recognize our mistake. Waited for him to send me back to the dungeons.
I slowly opened my eyes. He was looking at me, a conflicted glimmer in his gaze. But before I could think, could come up with something to say, everything went dark and my pulse raced.
He had done it. He had sent me away.
My back landed on something soft, and as the darkness faded, I found Xavier straddled over me, his cock still inside me. I let out a shaky breath, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. My gaze scanned the surrounding room, and I realized he had taken us to his bedroom. But why?
His eyes were roaming over my flesh, his cock hardening once more.
“I’m not even close to being done with you yet,” he breathed and then his hips were moving again. Xavier leaned down, that white strand falling over his eyes as he whispered into my ear. “Selfish, remember?”
My lips curled at the edges, and Xavier pressed a soft kiss to my neck, exactly where he had bitten me.
My pulse raced, and why did I want him to bite me there again?
His lips rose to meet mine again, and I pushed away my worries, our issues.
If this was going to be the last time we did this… I wasn’t going to waste it.