Caspian.
“Your Majesty…” Lienna called out, trailing off as she fidgeted with her fingers, averting her gaze.
I took in a deep breath, trying to stifle the desire coursing through my veins, but failing terribly. Even at her disheveled state, she never failed to captivate and ensnare me. It was utterly maddening.
The Royal Healer had been done with her a while ago, and while I knew I should let her go to get some rest after the grueling training she had endured, all I wanted was to hold her close. But it wasn’t just comfort I craved. The thought sent my lust flaring, and I tensed, my breathing getting harder.
Cocking my head to the side, I assessed her one more time. Her swollen ankle, the flush on her skin, the vulnerability in her eyes… it all combined to test my resolve. “Come here,” I ordered, motioning for her to come closer with my finger.
Lienna hesitated, uncertainty etched on her face. But eventually, she rose to her feet, limping toward me. Each step she took sent my pulse racing. The flush on her skin deepened, spreading to her neck and cheeks. It was becoming harder for me to concentrate.
My gaze drifted to her lips, her neck, before dipping even lower and I clenched my teeth, slowly flexing my fingers. Lienna stopped in front of me, her eyes locked on mine. The air was thick with not only tension but lust, sizzling between us like electricity. I was sure she could feel as well, her fidgeting fingers was enough to give it away.
“Your Majesty?” she whispered, her voice trembling. I didn’t respond. Instead, I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Lienna’s breath caught, and her eyes widened. My touch sent shivers down her spine. I knew I was playing with fire. But I couldn’t help myself. I wanted Lienna and I didn’t this I wanted to deny myself the pleasure of being with her.
Pulling back my finger, I leaned into my couch, adopting a relaxed posture. “How’s your ankle now?” I asked, my voice giving no indication of the storm brewing inside me.
She seemed surprised at the question but made to answer anyway. “It’s a lot better now,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Whatever the Royal healer put on it is working quickly.”
I nodded, clearing my throat. “Turn around.”
She flinched, her eyes widening in confusion. Her micro-expressions never failed to amuse me, but right now, they only fueled my desire. With an audible gulp, she turned around, her back to me, a slight shudder coursing through her.
Grabbing her waist, I pulled her closer to me so she was sitting on my lap. She gasped, her nape turning beet red. If only she knew how much havoc she wreaked in me every time she blushed, she would never blush again.
Groaning softly, I packed all her hair to one side, revealing her slender neck and shoulders. She stiffened when she felt my bulge, her body tensing against mine.
A low rumble began in my throat as I leaned in, my lips grazing her ear. “Your ankle doesn’t hurt as much as it did before, right?” I whispered, taking a huge whiff of her scent.
Her breath hitched, and she trembled, her hands grasping my thighs for support. “N-not really.” She stammered, her voice shaking. My fingers danced along her shoulders, sending shivers down her spine.
“Your Majesty,” she whispered, her voice laced with fear but I was beyond reason.
My lips trailed down her neck, leaving a path of kisses. “I could make the pain go away for just a little bit.” I groaned against her skin, my grip on her waist tightening as I pushed her against me. Lienna’s head fell back, exposing more of her skin.
“That’s not… Oh!” She gasped when I nipped at her, my hips jerking forward. Her breathing was heavy now, and she seemed torn on what to do. I took advantage, nuzzling the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder, feeling her writhe against me. Her gasp was like music to my ears, and I wanted to hear more of it.
My desire raged on, unstoppable. My hands slipped beneath her tunic, riding up her soft skin. Her moaned, her body melting into my touch. I continued pressing kisses on her shoulders, urged on by her breathless gasps and soft moans. Her head fell back, exposing more of her neck.
I took advantage, trailing kisses up to her ear. “Lienna,” I whispered, my voice husky, my need ardent. Finally, some of her senses returned, and she tried to back away.
“Your Majesty…” She cried out, alarmed. “I-i don’t think this is appropriate,” she rushed out, breathless.
“I’m still dirty from the training, and… ” She started to say, but I cut her off, grabbing her breasts and squeezing it through the tunic. “Dirty or not, you’re perfect,” I growled, my lips claiming hers.
She tensed, but I could feel her resolve weakening. My tongue danced along the seam of her lips, coaxing her to open. And when she did, I devoured her, our kiss igniting like wildfire. Lienna turned around, her hands grasped my shoulders, her fingers digging deep.
I deepened the kiss, our tongues entwining in a dance like no other, our needs pushing us to the edge. For a moment, we were lost in the passion, the world outside fading away. Unable to shave off my need any longer, I pulled away from the kiss, quickly loosening the corset she had on and pulling up the tunic off her body. With her assistance, we got rid of her breeches as well, till she was seating on me, naked.
She was definitely wet, I could smell her arousal, but there was still the tiniest bit of hesitation in her eyes. I wanted to burn it off. I pulled her close, kissing her with a passion that I’d never believed I was capable of. All the tension in her body melted away like ice. My tongue plunged between my lips to explore her inner recesses, tasting, claiming and owning her. By the time we pulled away, she was breathless, her eyes glazed over and sparkling with delight and need.
I barely managed to loosen the bindings on my breeches, pulling out my arousal that was already hard and glistening with precum. Lienna shuddered as she stared at it, unconsciously biting my lips. Setting it right between her thighs, I held on to her waist. My breathing uneven, I growled out a command. “Grind on it.”
“W-what?” She stuttered, turning around to face me, her gaze flickering. Unable to speak, I just gripped her waist and began to grind her most sensitive spot against my arousal. She moaned, slowly shaking her head. “That feels… It feels…” She trailed off, lost for words.
“That’s it. Coat my cock with your juices.” I groaned as she began to grind her hips against on my arousal, whimpering as she did so. I resumed squeezing her breasts, squeezing her taut nipples between my fingers. Her moans grew louder she faster she went, her wetness coating my cock, driving me to the edge and threatening me to fall over.
She soon stiffened, brokenly whispering my name before she gave in to the culmination of pleasure. She collapsed on top of me and I held her trembling body until the storm was spent and she went limp with exhaustion. Only then did I give in to the desire raging in me.
Turning her around so she was facing me, I made her straddle me and guided myself into her hot core, dripping and glistening with her essence, her musk thick in the air and driving me crazy.
“Oh… Heavens.” She gasped, her eyes wide, her gaze unseeing. “Feels good. Feels so good.” She blubbered, gripping my shoulders as I filled her, my deep grunts colliding with her high pitched moans. I finally buried myself deep into her, groaning as she tightened and spasmed around me, fitting like a glove.
Gritting my teeth so hard it began to hurt, I began to move and she gasped, her nails digging deep into my skin as I rocked her, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, her body covered in sweat, breaths coming out in ragged gasps.
Every plunge into her was like flying through the heavens. I would never be able to get enough. And I didn’t want to. My pace quickened, my demands harsher, but her cries only grew louder, her grip on me unrelenting as I pounded her, chasing my own release.
Our bodies moved in sync, as I guided us to the pinnacle of pleasure, loosing sight of where I ended and where she began. My body soon began to tense, my thrusts loosing uniformity, the corners of my vision starting to go white as my grip tightened on her. Lienna got there before me, screaming my name as she combusted, waves and waves of pleasure crashing through her, her walls tightening around me so hard it rendered me immobile.
A moment later I was joining her. With a groan of her name, I thrust into her one final time, exploding into her greedy channel. She shuddered, her body shaking with aftershocks as jets of my release coated her walls, stretching out her orgasm and lengthening our pleasure. When the last spasms of my climax subsided and my heart rate returned to normal, I found out she had already fallen asleep, her chest slowly rising and falling, her face covered with her hair.
A smile tugged at the corner of my lips and I let them them stretch upward. Much better.