“It’s a female’s prerogative. Yes, I know.” It was a lesson I’d learned well by now.
She gave me a narrow-eyed look of warning, but I was too busy admiring her back, ass, and legs as she stalked across the room to her armoire for it to land properly.
She returned with a slender black box and offered it to me with another of her mischievous smiles. This one made her eyes sparkle.
I ripped off the silky black bow, popped off the top, and stared into the box.
I blinked, then blinked again, before removing the item from its bed of silk, also black. I held up the band of shiny gold, encrusted in red gems that must have been rubies.
I shook my head in disbelief. “Is this…?”
“A magnificent, bejeweled crown for your even more magnificent, bejeweled wand? Why yes, yes it is.” Her grin was proud.
Pinched between my finger and thumb, I turned the small crown around so that it would catch the sunlight filtering through open windows.
“Oh fuck,” El groaned. “I went too far, didn’t I? The whole bejeweled wand banter was just supposed to be a joke, and I went and commissioned the realm’s most gifted jeweler to make a crown for him.”
Working very hard to restrain the mirth that wanted to dance across my face, I extended the crown to her.
Her shoulders slumped. “I’ll give it back to them. They can pluck off the rubies and melt down the gold to use for?—”
“Put it on.” My command was a growl.
Her eyes jumped from the crown in her hand to mine, her forehead furrowed a bit. “Put it on?”
“Aye,mate. Crown him.”
“Really?”
“Do you not want to?”
“Oh yes. Oh fuck yes, I do.” Her response was husky. Yet again, she licked her lips.
I rose to my knees. My cock was stiff and proud, bridging the distance between us.
“Fuck, how am I ever gonna focus on anything Hobart says from here on out? This is all I’ll be able to see.”
The primitive beast inside me preened like a fucking dragon strutting to entice his mate.
“Hobart who?” I asked. “I might never be able to hear another word anyone else says for the rest of time.”
Her stare trained on my cock, she hummed appreciatively, nibbled on her bottom lip, pulled it into her mouth…
She lowered to her elbows though she didn’t need to, but it pushed her ass up into the air above her knees. When she looked up at me from under her lashes, her olvidian eyes bright, I understood she was positioning herself intentionally. She was anticipating that in seconds I’d be pouncing on her and shoving inside her from behind, thanks to her ass waving in the air.
She leaned forward, gripped my dick with one hand, his crown in the other. When she licked his proud head, my entire body shuddered, and I almost crested right then and there.
“El,” I groaned, part warning, part pleasure.
“What?” she asked innocently while she closed herlips around my shaft and sucked up and down the length of it.
My hips bucked.
I sucked in a hard inhale through gritted teeth. “Crown him now. Or don’t. But I’m not gonna wait any longer.”
“Oh yeah?” she asked in that same innocent town as she swirled her tongue around the engorged, swollen tip. “Whatcha gonna do?”
I jerked my head down so my mouth was next to her ear. “I’m gonna shove this rock-hard dick so deep inside you that you’ll forget where you end and I begin. And I won’t stop till you’re screaming my name and you’ve lost count of all your ethercrests.”