Page 58 of The Umbra King

She hummed at the sensation, and the corner of his mouth lifted a fraction. He alternated between pressured circles and lightly running his fingers south to tease her entrance before returning to her clit, and the back and forth was making her lose her mind.

She whimpered as she lifted her hips, seeking his constant touch. Still, he continued his languid movements, and she moved her hand down to touch herself.

His hand moved from her core to grab her wrist. “Do not touch what is mine.”

The possessiveness in his voice almost made her come. “You’re torturing me.”

He bent forward and took her nipple into his mouth as his fingers continued to move, and she moaned, thrusting her breasts into his face as he moved to the other.

“This is too much,” she gasped. “I need to come.Please.” The quickness with which she was closing in on her climax proved this was a dream.

She felt him smile against her skin, and without warning, he thrust two fingers inside her and hooked them toward her belly as he slowly rubbed them against her insides. Her back arched from the bed as she cried out from the sensation, and he sat up to push on her lower stomach with his other hand.

The second his hooked fingers entered her again and brushed against the spot most men couldn’t find, she exploded. Her body convulsed as her mouth released sounds she’d never heard before. “Caius,” she whimpered as he continued to stroke her.

He slid his fingers out of her, allowing her to come down from the best high she’d ever experienced. He bent forward and kissed her neck. “Beautiful.”

“I need you inside of me,” she told him. “Now.”

He sat back and smirked. “I need to eat first.”

She released a whine. He flipped them over with incredible strength, and she straddled his chest.

“Take a seat, Miss Raven,” he drawled as he licked his lips.

She lifted herself, moved forward to hover above his face, and hesitated. “I’ll crush you.”

“I want you to break me,” he said and grabbed her hips to pull her down.

His tongue touchedevery bit of her he could reach, and her already sensitive area lit up like the Erdikoa sunrise. “Fuck,” she swore as she moved her hips against his mouth.

A sound vibrated against her pussy lips, and his movements camefaster. The sensual feel of his tongue moving through every bit of her folds, pressing into her entrance, and then sucking her clit was something she’d never experienced.

The men she’d been with before seemed like boys compared to the king. His warm breaths against her pussy as he moved her hips where he wanted made her moan as she grabbed her breasts.

Caius pulled her down harder, and between her rocking hips and his frenzied mouth sucking and licking, it wasn’t long before she burst from it all.

She felt herself clenching as an orgasm ripped through her and cum dripped between her legs. Caius continued to lick until there was nothing left. His hands released her hips, and she rose to scoot backward.

His mouth shone from her as he looked up with a wicked grin. Sitting up, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled it to his as he claimed her mouth. Unable to help herself, she lifted slightly and reached between them to grab his cock.

When she sank down, they groaned into each other’s mouths as his wide length stretched her. He moved them to the edge of the bed, so his legs were planted firmly on the floor, and she rocked her hips.

Their movements were untamed, and they clawed at each other with unchecked desire. Her sensitive breasts brushed his chest with every stroke, and the feel of him moving in and out of her was addicting. He was big, but here in her dream, he fit perfectly.

Here, her body was made for his, and his for hers. She pulled back, and they both looked down at where their bodies met. He stood, and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed her with slow, sensual strokes.

“Can I keep you?” he murmured against her lips.

She pulled back to look into his eyes. “Forever.”

He pressed her against a wall and thrust with slow, deep strokes. It was dragging out their releases, and while she would miss their bodies joined as one, she needed to come.

As if reading her mind, his hips sped up, and he ground his pelvis against her clit. Soon, she felt him pulse and grow. She moved her hipsfaster to match his, and they were both breathing so hard, there was no kissing, only traded breaths.

“Rory,” he said against her lips.He grunted and buried his head in the crook of her neck as he thrust one last time, sending her tumbling over the edge with him.

As they stood, connected, and catching their breaths, bells rang around them.

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