Page 126 of The Heir

These last few weeks I've been rather stifling, I'm afraid. Though she hasn't complained one time, I've had to check myself on a few different occasions to not be so overbearing. I haven't made love toher, too anxious to hurt her, and too afraid to take a chance at hurting our baby when they were both in such a fragile state. But tonight, I can't take it anymore. I need her.

"I love you more," Isobel says softly.

My heart warms, knowing that just a few weeks ago I'd been begging her to say those very words. Now they flow from her lips like the honey God promises us when we get to heaven. And I eat it up with no shame, having spent a month solid in hell while she was taken from me.

Murmuring gently, I soak in the heat of her body, the feeling of her flesh against my lips, her soft hair brushing my arms gently, her nails scratching the nape of my neck as she attempts to shuffle closer. There's no use, there's not even an inch of space between us. I won't let there be.

I kiss the center of Izzy's chest, ignoring her breasts heaving gently up and down. Her tummy is trembling, so I bring a hand up and place it there gently. Loaning her some of my warmth. Though her stitches from her stab wounds are now gone, I'm cognizant not to apply too much pressure.

"King,"she whispers, her voice is thick with desire, making my heart soar. "I need you."

That might be true, but I need her more. I need her so much I'll prioritize her pleasure over mine every time.

I give her a little lick, making her suck in a deep breath. Drawing a hand up the inside of her robe, I inch my way up the silky skin of her thighs until I reach the swell of her ass and grab her firmly, my hand encompassing and bunching up her flesh.

"Where do you want to go tonight? Heaven, or hell?" I ask quietly. Tonight can be her choice. I'll bend for her, a little.

Isobel's silent as the music swells and wanes around us. I run my nose along the underswell of her breasts, savoring her scent. I've been taking my time with her since she's been home, reestablishing our intimacy. Not taking a single touch for granted. She looks down at me with her velvety brown eyes. "Can we go to both?" she asks hesitantly.

I hum before drawing her nipple into my mouth, relishing her tiny moan of pleasure, tugging it firmly and then let it loose. "If you really want to make it fun," I say quietly against her skin. "Let's take a little trip to purgatory while we're at it?"

She gives me a little giggle, signaling her nerves are starting to fade away, and I groan as her fingers sink into my hair drawing me harder against her as I work to take her other nipple in my mouth, trapping it lightly with my teeth and making her squeal. "Purgatory?" she gasps.

"It's the holding pattern where we both submit to suffering for a while."

Because I won't be putting my dick inside her, I'm too afraid right now. But, Icanpleasure her in other ways.

"Sounds…intense."

I smile against her flesh, nibbling a little harder. "Well, it'sdefiantly not boring.Are you ready to suffer for me, baby? I'll make you feel so much you'll never want to go back ever again."

I stand up, licking a trail between her breasts, up her neck until I reach her mouth. I tilt my head and just nip at her lips, tugging them with mine, licking over the plump flesh playfully. I bite down, tugging her bottom lip hard then kissing the sting away.

"Yes," Isobel whimpers, trying to press deeper. But I won't let her.

"Beg me," I say, licking the tip of my tongue along her mouth. "Be a good girl and beg me for what you want."

Her nostrils flare slightly at my command."Fuck, you're bossy.Always wanting me to beg you forsomething."

I chastise her by slapping her ass lightly making her giggle and playfully push me back. I stand up off the bed and pick her up carefully, laying her on our bed and then crawl on top of her.

Her body tenses as I move my head and pull her nipple into my mouth. I give her soft teasing sucks, loving the look of her nipples after I've elongated them with my mouth. I pinch the other one, making her arch under me. She whimpers again as I hum against her, the smell of her arousal permeates my brain and I feel her sliding down just slightly, trying to spread her legs wider for me.

Moving, I reach into the nightstand and pull out a toy I'd bought for her that I'd originally wanted for other reasons, however, this situation will work just fine. I maneuver us quickly, pushing her knees up and out before settling down next to her and seeing her look at me curiously.

She's beautiful like this; her lids are half closed as she breathes deeply. "What's that?" she asks softly, seeing the device.

I smile, seeing her blush. "It was originally supposed to be for your punishments, but now, I'm going to reward you," I say. Lowering my hand I nestle the hole of the toy over her clit and then press the lowest setting, seeing her jerk in shock as the toy hums to life.

"Oh myGod,"she moans, closing her eyes and tossing her head back.

I watch, relaxed, as her breasts rise and fall faster with her arousal. I give her a minute to get used to the lower setting before clicking the button two more times, increasing the toy's sucking intensity. Isobel's mouth shapes into a pout, and the features of her face tighten before her eyes fly open wide and she brings her head down to look.

"Uhhnnn," she complains before tossing her head back against the pillow. The sound is so sexy that a spurt of precum shoots out my dick and across the inside of her thigh. I bend my head back to her breastand take her nipple softly into my mouth again, wanting to take this slow since it's our first time together since her attack. "No, Hendrix.Harder!"she moans, and I groan, feeling her begin to buck into the toy.

"That's it, baby. You're doing so good," I whisper against her nipple, and as she starts panting harder preparing to orgasm, I pull the toy away making her whimper.

"King, no!Don't!Put it back!" she cries out, flinching as I roll her nipple with my teeth.

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