With my hands on his biceps, I rose back up in his lap. Lifting up, I pulled off of him until he was almost out of me. Then, I watched the ecstasy grip him as I slid back down onto his shaft only to lift up ever so slowly again, sliding down onto him just as I did, taking in the beauty of his features that reflected the pleasure I gave him.
Half way up again, he shook his head, his arms snaking around me. His stilled for just a moment and eyes locked on mine. Then, without warning, he laid me back down on the bed and pressed into me, his hips pushing against me so deep, spreading my legs further apart until he couldn’t go any further.
“Kane!” I called out.
He groaned and pressed into me again.
His girth all the way inside again inciting the same reaction from me. “Yes!”
He started thrusting faster, hungrier, like he needed me desperately. And the feeling was mutual. Controlling his movements, his moans turned to growls, his fingers shifted off me to the sheet beneath us, pulling it into his fists.
I heard the fabric tear between his fingers, and I smirked. But the distraction lasted but a second before I was engulfed in a wash of immense pleasure as he thrust again. Then, I was lost in it as I couldn’t hold back any longer.
My hair a matted mess against me, my breaths coming out in pants as my heart struggled to keep up, I knew he was there with me. While he had been watching my every move, his eyes closed, and what was once exciting moans and growls changed as he roared, causing the window to rattle as he was sent over the edge.
I could feel him twitching inside me as his movements slowed, and he ceased to thrust. His shoulders rolled forward and back rounded, hands still gripping the torn fabric that once covered the mattress beneath it. His eyes were still closed, and he lowered his head, his chin almost touching his heaving chest.
I laid beneath him, my hips aching pleasantly as I raised them, my thighs running along his, making him shiver. I worked to steady my breathing as I pushed my hair off of me, trying to tuck it back. I stretched out beneath him, my muscles soaking in every bit of the sensations flowing through me, causing my smile to meet my eyes.
“That is my favorite smile.” His touched my cheek ever so slightly.
I blushed. “You put it there.”
“And I will do everything I can to do that as often as I can.” He shifted, rolling to his side and tucking me into him.
If I wasn’t already laying down, I would have collapsed as I sighed and let the tension out of my muscles. I curled into his chest, letting my finger trace abstract patters over his muscles. “Somehow, I doubt that will be difficult for you.”
“Good.” He kissed my forehead. Moving back slightly, he checked the wounds he’d inflicted only minutes before. “They’re healing quite well. I tried to be sure I didn’t drink much. I know you cannot afford to lose blood right now.”
I could see the worry furrowing his brow. Kissing each of his eyelids, then his cheeks and finally his lips, I cupped his face in my hands. “Kane, it was perfect. I enjoyed it very much and don’t feel weak from anything other than bliss.”
He smoothed back my hair. He was about to say something when there was a firm knock on the door. The male voice that came through sounded hesitant. “My liege. I sincerely apologize for interrupting your… interrupting the… I’m sorry. But your presence is needed downstairs in the eatery.”
Kane groaned, this time from frustration rather than from pleasure. I giggled and pulled the sheet up over me as he climbed out of bed, my smile growing even more as I watched him stalk across the room completely naked, moving like a prowling tiger.
“My liege, shall I tell them you are coming?” the man’s voice asked cautiously through the door.
He tugged on his pants. “Yes. I shall be down momentarily. Now leave us.”
My stomach growled mercilessly. “My liege, may I accompany you so I can get some food? I believe we should be meeting with Oberlea and Dohlmas as well.”
He finished adjusting his shirt and, in a flash, was by the bedside and leaned over me. “You,” he pressed his lips to mine. “are not to call me that. It is below your station.” He lifted my hand, kissing my fingers next to the ring that rested there. “But yes. Please come so you can eat. I am sure Indrell will want to see you after.”
I chose a less formal, looser dress, pulling my hair up. As I dressed, Kane strapped on his weapons and checked the door, making sure nobody was outside of it, waiting for us to exit.
Seemingly satisfied that we were safe, he nodded, letting me know it was safe to go. Taking his arm when he offered it, I followed as he escorted me down to the dining area of the Paragon Inn.
The room was filled, a stark contrast to when we arrived with how it had very few clientele. Instantly, I see familiar faces. Among them, Wulfgar was at the bar drinking a pint alone. He leaned back against the bar’s wooden frame, looking over the room, observing everyone.
Indrell was seated at a table with Aeden. Her cheeks rosy with blush as he reached across it, fiddling with her sleeve as he spoke to her. She looked happy to be sitting there with him.
Aeden’s men were all gathered around a cluster of tables
