As I leave the garden, I look back, knowing that I most likely will not see it for a long time. Desona made it available for me because I needed it as a refuge, but I no longer need that refuge. In days ahead, I will be the Queen, and I will stand next to Kane in a place we create. I am thankful, though, that I've had it all this time.
Exiting the doors of the garden, I find Aiden standing in his armor with his sword at his side. He grins at me mischievously and bows. "Kane has sent me to find you. He requests your presence at dinner."
I lift my eyebrow at Aiden and give him a smirk before walking past him and around the corner. Kane will always be suspicious of his brother, that's the penance for attempting to take his life, but I think that Aidan has learned his lesson. I think Kane has as well.
The excitement of seeing my betrothed pics my pace up, and I hurry to his room. I peek around the corner, but I don't see anyone inside. Quietly I walk across the room, the fire blazing in the fireplace, the lighting low, and the massive long table filled with food. As I stand here, I think about the first time I entered this room, how nervous I was, how much I was hiding.
"It's good of you to join me," Kane says, standing in the shadows.
I glance over at the table and back at him. "Aren't we going to sit and eat?"
He moves so fast I can't even follow him. When he stops, he's just inches from my face. He studies me, his breath cascading across my skin. I no longer feel fear thrumming through my veins, and instead, it's replaced with passion and want.
“Finally, alone.” Kane says, sliding his hand across my waist.
He goes to pull me forward, and I put my hand on his chest. "But the rules…"
Kane's eyes flash, and his lips curl. "Are mine to make… And yours."
The breath leaves my breast, and I feel electricity surging through me. His gaze is hypnotic, and my body quivers as his lips hover just a breath apart from mine. My soul and body ache for him, desperate to finally give in to the pull I so desperately need to feel from him.
I watch as his tongue flickers across his plump lips, and I pull my bottom one in, biting down on it. I feel his other hand on the crest of my back, and I breathe heavier and heavier as he begins to pull my dress up and over my head. My fingers trickle along the edges of his silk shirt, popping each of the buttons open. I press my fingers into his flesh, pushing up and over his chest as his shirt falls to the floor.
Tilting my head to the side, I close my eyes, feeling his lips drag across my flesh. He stops and presses down, running his tongue over my skin. His mouth opens a bit wider, and I feel a prick, a tiny nibble from his fangs. His saliva enters me, immediately surging through my veins, tantalizing every part of my body. My hands came up and grab his shoulders, digging into his flesh. My arousal is heightened, and I don't want to be the little girl anymore.
I look up into Kane's eyes and jolt forward, pressing my lips hard against his. He slips his tongue within my mouth, sliding it gently across mine and over my lips. Our bodies press heavily together, and I grind my hips, feeling the bulge trapped in his pants, throbbing for me, wanting me.
With one swift movement, Kane picks me up and carries me over to the bed, laying me gently down. He unties his pants and lets them fall to the ground before climbing on top of me. Our lips are together once again, and there is no more soft touch. He raises up and looks me in the eye, his stare dark and shadowy. The passion runs through both of us as his fingers dig into the sides of my thighs, pulling my legs up and around him.
There's a pause, and then he enters me. My mouth falls open, and my head tilts back, pressing my chest up into him. It feels so perfect, so right. It's more than I have ever imagined. The way his hips move against me, the way he rolls into my mound, creating a passion and pleasure that is beyond my comprehension. He breathes heavily against my mouth, his eyes staying latched to mine. I grip tightly to his shoulders and push, turning him over onto his back. He takes me with him, and I sit up tall, rolling my body on his, feeling his thickness and depth within me.
I lick my lips, the friction between us growing heated and heavier. His hands roam up the front of me and grip my breasts, a growl filtering from his chest. The ecstasy within the grind and bounce, filling higher and higher. There's a need, and it takes me over. I open my eyes, and I grip down on his chest, grinding my hips faster and faster. Moans escape my lips as I reach the pinnacle of my pleasure. Just as I'm about to explode, Kane grips my waist and flips me on my back, pushing my legs down as he pumps faster inside of me.
The delay in my explosion only makes the feeling stronger as it builds back up quickly. Kane falls forward, putting his hands on each side of my head, his hands gripping the sheets and his nose
