Page 95 of The Umbra King

He rolled them over and held her hips as she sat on her knees. “If you need me deeper, tell me.”

Nodding, she sank down, and her hands braced on his chest as he filled her, inch by glorious inch. It was cliché for an immortal king to be hung like a horse, but then again, hewasblessed by theSeraphim.

Using her knees, she moved up and down. Feeling him drag against her inner muscles as he bottomed out was unreal. Again and again, his skin moved against hers. Up and down she went, but as her body caught fire with the first signs of an orgasm, she switched to moving back and forth, rubbing her clit against his pelvic bone.

“That’s it, baby,” he rasped as his golden eyes watched her. His hands never left her hips when he thrust upward, driving deeper.

“Caius,” she moaned as she moved faster and he thrust harder, all reservations of treating her with fragility gone. He moved deep inside, and her breasts bounced with each thrust.

Her nipples were diamonds, and her stomach quivered as they moved faster. Her pussy began to spasm, and he cursed as his headpressed against the pillows. She felt his cock pulse, the sensation sending her over the edge.

Rory’s cries echoed through the large room as her body turned to jelly, and she lost the strength to hold herself up. Caius sat up, and she wrapped her arms around his neck for support as he moved her hips for her.

She was sensitive, and to feel him moving inside her still was euphoric.

He claimed her mouth, and as his body tightened, he buried his head into her neck and bit down, causing her to release a silent scream. His cum pumped forever as his cock released.

When they both stilled, he lifted her, slid her off his shaft, and set her on the floor.

Placing a kiss on her stomach, he stood and took her face in his hands. “You are beautiful when you come.”

“Don’t think you can tell me what to do outside of this bed,” she warned, making him smile.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” She gave him a pointed look, and he added, “Anymore.”

She gave his cheek two pats and sauntered to the bathroom to clean up. When the water to the shower was warm, she peeked into the bedroom and crooked a finger at the king. “Come here.”

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Caius lay on his back,staring at the Erdikoa sky. He knew sleeping with Rory would do him in, and now the bond was a tangible thing between them, like an invisible rope tying them to one another.

He rolled his head to the side and watched her sleep. She would feel it, but the chances of her knowing what it was were slim to none. Sleeping with her before telling her what it would mean was something he swore he wouldn’t do.

“Shit,” he cursed under his breath. Telling her was his first priority. She deserved to know what was happening between them.

Telling her as soon as she said good morning was best, but he considered having Sam there as a buffer. Rory was terrifying in her own right.

Movement next to him broke him from his thoughts, and when Rory turned over with a tired smile, his chest constricted. “We need to talk,” he blurted out.Damnit.

A frown pulled at her sleepy smile, and once she processed his words, she bolted upright.

“What the fuck, Caius?” she hissed. “If you tell me this was a mistake or one of your sick games, I’m leaving the palace.”

He sat up too and held up his hands. “Not at all. The opposite, actually, but it might piss you off.” He was nervous.

She scrubbed her hands over her face. “You’re not making sense.”

Running a hand through his hair, he stood and grabbed his pants, pulling them on.

“You son of a bitch,” she seethed as she grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him. “Say what you have to say.”

“I’m only dressing in the event you kick me out,” he said calmly.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” She scoffed. “Spit it out.”

“You’re myAeternum,” he informed her.

Her eyes flared. “Is that some kind of sex slave?”

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