I thought I’d be more nervous, but now that I know what I want, now I know how much I need Kane inside me, I feel more confident, like it’s the only thing for us both to do.
We’re inside his penthouse again in seconds, and little things that would normally bug me, like the open balcony doors letting rain in, or my clothes bunched up by his couch…
None of that matters as king Kane carries his queen to their royal bedchamber.
There’s some rolling thunder in the distance, and any flashes of lightning are wasted on me, because I can only see the light in Kane’s eyes, his hungry, dark eyes as I feel them run across me, followed by his hands as he undresses me laying down on his bed.
I feel my own hands running over my nakedness, with each layer Kane removes, it’s freeing to see the look of satisfaction on his face, his growling sounds and his deep gasps of approval as each level of his latest acquisition is revealed.
I feel special now, not self-conscious. I know Kane wants me for me, not what I look like, but it’s a double whammy that he just so happens to get hard as hell when he does look at me.
I feel the jewels on my neck again, and it almost breaks the spell. I almost want to sit up, to worry about returning them, to panic about having something so expensive that doesn’t belong to me around my neck, but Kane firmly kisses me quiet, levering my thighs apart with his hands as he does.
“I think those can stay right where they are,” he murmurs.
“They suit you,” he says, and I hear the first moaning gasp escape me as his thick fingers press against my sodden pussy, parting my lips gently as he slips one finger inside me, making me growl like he does.
Making us both growl with a new level of excitement.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Kane
Everything I have, everything I own seems to be getting in the way of me getting what I really, truly want.
I want her and nothing else. All the sidewalks, buildings, doors, clothes and furniture… It’s all just stuff. Stuff that gets in between me and her, in between me claiming what’s mine and filling her up like I wanted to from the moment I first laid eyes on her.
Once I finally get her on my bed, our bed. I take my time getting her clothes off. Only taking my eyes off hers to take in her perfection, her sweet, youthful smooth and perfect body.
I wanted to tear her clothes off, ravage her to begin with. Now, I want to take my time with her, enjoy Trudi and the feelings we have, this thing between us. It’s incredible, and I know once I claim her that she’ll be mine forever. A bond that’ll never be broken.
I want to taste her again, I want to eat her out for a year, but her eyes, her hands, they’re all telling me what she wants. What she needs.
She opens her legs wider, mouthing something I can’t quite hear as I slowly start to work my finger into her, then outside her sodden, swollen pussy which makes me gasp every time I touch it. My own hardness making my dick feel like it will shatter at her slightest touch.
Holding myself over her body as she writhes under me, I feel her hands running over me, tracing down my arm and then reaching for my cock, which is throbbing midair. I gasp and jerk when she grips me, making my body tense as I try to keep from exploding, but mostly just from the sheer sensation of her hands touching me the way she does.
I lean over closer until I catch what she’s repeating, her eyes half-closed, almost like she’s in a trance.
“Fuck me Kane… I want you to take me now, claim me… make me yours…”
Her hands are working my cock, from tip to base and I can feel my balls rising up in reply to her touch already. Grinding my teeth I breathe in her sweet scent again, lowering myself so she can feel me outside her entrance, which I can feel the heat from before I even touch it.
She lifts her hips up, sucking air in between her teeth and concentrating with her face as she works the smoothness of my tip around her wetness, tracing a shape that even looks like a heart, making me stifle a groan of disbelief.
“My god, Trudi… You feel so good… I’m gonna come so hard, deep inside you…”
She purrs like a tigress, grinding her hips harder and higher up into the air, but only lightly teasing herself with my member, making me groan out loud, almost begging her now, but getting off on watching her play.
Growing harder watching her grow wetter, enjoying herself like she should, with my cock.
She’s up high enough now, and I can grip her perfect ass again, making us both moan as I feel its warmth fill both my hands, kneading her cheeks further apart in time with her own pussy lips being gradually spread with the tip of my pulsing cock. The purple, plum sized head making her eyes widen as she starts to guide it gently inside herself.
I can tell she wants to do it herself, to start with, so I support myself with both arms on either side of her, using my hips to guide myself gently in, straining not to howl like a wild animal at just how intense, how tight and amazing she feels already.
“Oh fuck, Trudi… you’re so fucking beautiful, I’m gonna make you come so hard…” I groan, and I feel my fingers digging deeper into her ass as she takes my cock into her, almost two thirds, making her wince a little but then we both moan with relief. The feeling of her wrapped so tight around me, her wet warmth drenching us both already.
“Now
