Page 66 of Their Chosen

He drew closer, his slender fingers pinching my chin and raising my face until he could look into my eyes. “Did I say that?” he snapped. When I shook my head, he continued. “Maybe I realized earlier that if I had to be stuck with anyone, I was glad it was you. Maybe I always knew that my dreams weren't realistic and that I was meant for more. Maybe I realized I wanted to be your consort more than I wanted to be free.”

His words hung between us; my breath caught in my chest at his admission. “Why?” I asked, not understanding.

He turned away from me, running his hands through his hair. “I don't know exactly, just that since meeting you, I've been able to be my true self. I've never let anyone see the real me, not since I was a young child.”

He walked back toward me, just as close as he had been before, but this time, there was a different energy in the air. “I'm not a good man, but I feel like with you, maybe I can do some good. I feel different around you, and it's not something I can explain.”

His words trailed off as he stared at me, his eyes dipping to my lips as my tongue darted out to wet them. My nipples hardened at the heat I now saw in his gaze, the hunger evident there. My core clenched, and his nostrils flared.

He groaned just before he slammed his lips to mine, burying his hands in my hair as he consumed my mouth. My hands grabbed onto his chest, gripping his shirt as his kiss overwhelmed me. I couldn't think. Could only feel. And it was more than I had ever felt before. The turmoil of emotions we had both been struggling with now had an outlet in each other and combined, they threatened to sweep us away under a wave of passion.

His tongue raked inside my mouth, claiming every inch of it as it danced and tangled with my own. He backed me up against the wall, his body pinning mine as his hips pushed into me. I could feel his arousal pressing into my stomach, and I moaned against his mouth, the sound muffled. My hips arched against him, trying to find some relief. I needed more. As good as this was, as earth-shattering as it might be right now, I knew he could give me so much more.

My hands went to his waist and crept under the hem until I could feel his bare skin against my palms, each muscle outlined for me as I traced them up his sides. He inhaled sharply at my touch and worked a leg between my thighs, pressing it against my core. I moaned again at the contact, seeing stars behind my eyes.

Yes, this was what I needed. I ground against his leg, seeking my release that had been escaping me for days now. My moans escaped me as one of his hands released my hair and reached under my shirt, tracing up my side until he brushed the underside of my breast.

He growled when he realized I wasn't wearing a bra and then rubbed a thumb against my nipple. Both sent shockwaves to my core and drove me closer to the edge.

“Please, Nox, I'm so close,” I begged, without any shame. I was desperate for release.

His hand released my breast and went to grab my hip as I rode his powerful thigh. His other hand went to my waistband and crept under the hemline. “What do you need, Princess?” he asked me, his voice raspy with desire.

“You,” I said simply as I tried to take his shirt off, needing his cock inside me right now, but he pulled back slightly.

He chuckled at the look of disappointment on my face. “Not tonight,” he muttered, much to my dismay. When I whimpered, his hand crept lower, finding my clit and making me moan loudly.

“Gods, you sound so sexy, Princess,” he groaned as he began to move his finger slowly in a circle, drawing out my race to the pinnacle.

“Quit teasing me, Nox, and make me come,” I growled at him, needing my release now.

“Your wish is my command, Princess.” He pulled my shirt above my breasts, the cool air caressing my bare skin and making them harden further. He dipped his head and pulled one taut peak into his mouth, his teeth teasing it before biting down.

I moaned again and buried my hands in his hair, holding him in place as his other hand continued to play my clit. His long middle finger slid along my slit. “Fuck, Princess, you're so fucking wet for me right now.” He groaned as he buried that digit deep inside me and caused me to buck my hips.

“Fuck, Nox, don't stop. Please,” I begged him again, riding his hand as he added a second finger, finding my G-spot and crooking his fingers over and over. I was so fucking close; the edge was right there. “I'm so close. Please. Don't. Stop.”

My breath hitched as I drew ever closer to the edge, needing to fall over and fly apart, but for some reason, I just couldn't. Nox sucked my nipple into his mouth, biting down just as his palm rubbed my clit all while he stroked my dripping pussy. That was all it took to shatter me into a million pieces.

I bit down on my lip as I moaned loudly, trying not to broadcast to everyone exactly what we were doing as I saw stars behind my eyes. My knees buckled, but he held me still, keeping me from crumpling to the floor.

“Fuck, that was amazing,” I said through gasping breaths.

Nox chuckled smugly, and I arched a brow at him. He then pulled his fingers from my pants and stuck them in his mouth, sucking my juices from them with a groan. “You taste so fucking delicious. Next time this happens, I'm burying my head between your thighs to get a better taste.”

I moaned softly at the thought, my body starting to rev up again. As my thoughts started to come back to me, I started to realize what we had done. Guilt began to weigh on me as I thought about Arryn and Baer.

“None of that now, Princess. No regrets. What we just did was amazing, and you shouldn't feel guilty about it,” he demanded from me.

“Easy for you to say. You didn't kiss Baer and Arryn yesterday only to let you have your way with me,” I replied on a groan, pushing away from him, my shirt falling down as he let me go.

He chuckled at me as I ran my hands through my hair and started to pace. “I'm so glad you find my unfaithfulness so funny. Cause I sure don't. Ugh! What am I going to tell them?” I asked as I spun to face him.

He was now leaning against the wall, a smug grin on his face, clearly amused by me. I could see the outline of his dick, and it was eye-catching. I dragged my eyes away from the sight to look him in the eyes as he spoke. “You don't have to tell them anything. I'm sure they all know what just happened. Besides, that's part of what we’re here for.”

“What do you mean?” I gritted out, stalking closer to him, angry at his nonchalance.

He chuckled again. “Well, for starters, we all know you kissed Baer and Arryn, we could smell them on you. Secondly, we are your consorts. We’re here to meet your needs, whatever they might be.”

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