Page 51 of Calling of the Crown

“Rune,” I hissed breathlessly.

“Patience,” he whispered against my ear.

I shivered at the breath against my skin, and I squirmed as Rune moved around the tub to finish washing my legs. His eyes suddenly met mine, and I saw the caged animal pacing back and forth in those golden depths. My thighs spread as his hand dipped into the water and sought my throbbing center. As soon as his digit slicked into my folds and rubbed against my clit, I threw my head back with a breathy moan. The water tossed and spilled over the lip of the tub as my brain short-circuited under the fog of pleasure.

As quick as the electrifying caress to my sex came, it stopped. Rune pulled away, and I whimpered at the loss. Rune flashed me a knowing smirk. “I think you’re all clean.”

Narrowing my eyes, I hissed, “No, I think you missed a spot.”

I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck and crushed his lips to mine. He gasped into my mouth as his tongue reached for mine, and I strained to get closer to him from where he still knelt by the side of the tub. Sensing my desire, the water I sat in suddenly lifted around me, raising me up out of the tub. I gasped and let go of Rune, who stood back and watched in wonder as the suspended water deposited me on my feet in front of him before crashing back down in the porcelain.

Rune and I stood frozen, staring at each other for only a second before we both moved. My soaked body pressed into him, and his hands and mouth sought me like a diver reaching out to sunken treasure. His desperate touch traveled over my breasts, pinching and pulling on my sensitive nipples. Liquid heat coated my pussy, and it pulsed with desire while Rune continued to knead my curves and kiss me with a hungry fervor.

Rune pressed into me, making my butt hit the lip of the bath. His lips kissed a trail over my jaw and down my throat, and I bit my lip as his canines scraped teasingly at my neck.

“Turn around,” Rune growled into my skin, and my knees buckled when he shoved his pants down to free his straining cock.

Breathless and eager to be claimed, I turned in his arms and braced my hands on the edge of the tub. His clawed hands grabbed my hips and pulled me back just as the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance. I cried out a delighted tune when he shoved into me, and he grunted as I tightened around him.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned. He shoved a hand into my damp hair, grabbing a fist full to hold onto, and the other snaked its way around me to seek out the hot bundle of nerves between my thighs.

“Rune,” I moaned, pushing my hips back to meet each thrust. “Ahh … Rune!”

My scalp burned slightly as he pulled on my hair, forcing my head back as he drove deeper into me and continued to flick his finger quickly over my clit. I bit my lip as the heat circling around my middle burned hotter, and my hips bucked as I fought to rub harder against his finger and push him further into me.

“God, you feel so good,” Rune gasped.

“Keep going,” I cried as the building pleasure in my core grew and grew until it felt seconds away from bursting. He pulled my hair more tightly, and I gripped the tub with white-knuckled fists. “Don’t stop!”

His hips slapped against my skin as his movements became harder and faster, including his searching finger over my clit. A strangled moan burst from my lips as starbursts exploded behind my tightly shut eyes, and my orgasm shook my limbs in a euphoric buzz. Rune quickly followed, groaning as he spilled himself inside me with slowing thrusts.

My breathing came out fast and hard as I came back down from the high of my climax, and Rune pressed a kiss onto the back of my shoulder as he pulled out. I whimpered from the sudden emptiness, and my entire body trembled with the remaining aftershocks coating my body.

“Looks like you may need to rewash,” Rune chuckled into my hair, which he smoothed back down my back.

The water quickly climbed out of the pool and up my hands and arms, which were still braced on the tub’s edge. The sudsy water engulfed my body, pushing and pulling against me as it cleaned me once again from head to toe. Finally, sensing its job was done, it rolled away from my body and back into the tub. Drops clung to my skin, and my hair hung in damp waves. With a quick wave of my hands, I dried myself instantly by pulling the water left on me into an orb above my hands, which I dropped back into the tub.

I glanced over my shoulder at Rune with a smile. “Done.”

“Impressive,” Rune marveled while dipping a rag in the water to wash his shaft, which was still mostly erect.

He dried his soaked sweats—though I had to assist by pulling the water out—and tucked himself back into them, seemingly much to his dick’s dismay. He reached for a silver silk robe that hung on a hook on the bathroom wall, and he held it open for me to step into. He hugged me from behind and held me there as he secured the robe with the sash.

Even after he was done, he kept his hold on me, placing a kiss atop my head. “I have something for you.”

Quirking a curious brow, I turned in his arms to look up at him. “Oh? What is it?”

Taking my hands, he led me out of the bathroom, but we didn’t stop once we got into the bedroom. He kept pulling me after him down the hall to my personal sitting room.

Looking at him suspiciously, I asked, “What are we doing here?”

Smiling, he gestured at the closed door. “See for yourself.”

I opened the door, and instantly, I wanted to fall to the ground and cry. Jesiah, Akira, Imani, and Avana stood by the fireplace where warm flames danced. Marlow sat on the floor with the twins, and the three of them seemed zeroed in on a jigsaw puzzle with Alvaro pointing out pieces for his boys. Dallas and Rance slow danced in the corner to non-existent music, lost to whatever they saw in the other’s eyes. Bassel and Carlos were snuggled up on the couch, listening to Ardley’s animated tale, and even Mingxia, Marcus, Khalani, and Jayanna were there, focused on the Fox and his story.

Snacks, including a pile of steaming cinnamon rolls, littered a table in the back of the room with an array of drinks next to them. The most surprising detail, though, was the blank canvas set up on an easel near the fire with a table full of paints and brushes next to it.

As soon as everyone noticed me, smiles lit their faces.

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