Page 54 of The Time Of Kings

“I am waiting.”

Another shudder was all it took for her to start to shift her body, and I was more than happy to give her enough space to do so. My eyes drank in the sight of her as she was finally revealed to me. Her beautiful breasts I knew would fit perfectly in my large hands, for I was pleased to see that she was ample in size. Her delicious curves made my mouth water and were too tempting to resist. So, I lowered my lips to those rose-tinted buds, her hardened nipples begging for my teeth.

“Oh god… ahh… yes…” she moaned as I alternated between sucking them between my lips and rolling my teeth across them, and she responded beautifully to the bite of pain. Good, she would satisfy my sexual appetite perfectly, for all the delectable sinful things that I wished to do to her were now running rampant in my mind.

Hence why it didn’t take me long before I found my limit, removing myself from the cradle of her body. First, I reached up and untangled her hands from where they gripped my hair, as she held my head to her chest. A place I would have been more than happy to remain. However, there was another place I was eager to call home, for I would soon find my cock seated there within her body often enough.

So, with this in mind, I rose above her and shifted until I was off the bed and standing in front of her. The sound of my shoes landing with a thud on the floor was enough to make herjerk. Her body hummed with nervous energy. One I would soon spend my time ridding her of in the most delectable way.

Her eyes were rooted to the sight of me as I started to undress, never before doing so with the hopes of another liking what they saw. I had spent most of my long life under the veil of arrogance, as was expected of being King. Unspoken confidence came with the knowledge of power I had been born with. One that was greater than all I ruled over and, therefore, granted me an unmovable assurance in my abilities. The same could be said for when I decided to take one of my own kind to my bed. As never before had I questioned if they liked what they saw for they had always been all too eager to be with their king.

Which was why as I now removed each item of clothing, I drank in her response to watching me. It was an intoxicating experience, for it was like chasing the green fairy whilst partaking in Hul Gil. What the Sumerians had named the ever-popular opium back in ancient times. Its translation meant ‘joy plant’ for a reason. But there was no greater joy in my very own brand of drug. One I couldn’t seem to get enough of, as I was unable to take my eyes from her.

And as for my soon to be queen, who continued to watch me as I stripped down to bare skin, her eyes spoke of only one thing…

Mine.

23

POWER OF A NAME

KEIRA

Dear god… what did he bench press in this era, horse carriages?!

As for my own husband, I knew from experience that he did a number of things to keep his impressive physique in shape. But then having a personal gym that would rival the Olympics and fighting dojo in our home helped. One I would naturally make any excuse to find him in whenever I knew he was working out. And Gods, what a sight that met me every time… Which also meant that his exercise tended to end with a very different work out.

But then who could blame me when tempted with such a body? I remembered the first time I saw it, my eyes widening along with my body squirming with nerves. Because there was no getting away from how much larger his was than my own.

All those muscles on show were intimidating, to say the least, but in the hottest of ways. Massive broad shoulders curved down to bulging biceps, which connected to muscular forearms. His thick wrists were big enough that I would need both hands to circle them. But then with hands that large, I wasn’t surprised.Draven was big all over. And that was just his arms, a pair that often felt like bands of steel around me. And knowing the power he possessed could have easily crushed a man to death only made it more exhilarating.

As for his bare torso, this showcased not only solid cut pecs that twitched when he moved, but those delicious ridges of a six pack. Abs that I knew back home I would have counted an extra two. As well, I doubted that he had the rigorous exercise regime here that he had in my own time. Although the thought of Draven bench pressing tree trunks was now a sight I couldn’t rid myself of.

That was until he started to unbutton his breeches, tugging open the flap before pushing both layers to the floor, unashamedly freeing his impressively large cock that was clearly ready for action.

And I might have seen it thousands of times before, but that didn’t mean the sight of it passed me by unaffected. Which was why the gasp that came from me was genuine. As was the nervous anticipation building, making the lower part of my body squirm at the sight. Something he didn’t miss, not if the predatory gaze was anything to go by.

He always reminded me of a large jungle cat like this. Especially with the way he stalked me before gripping my ankle and tugging me closer when dipping a knee to the bed. This meant that I went sliding under him as he lowered himself over me.

“These lips… by the Gods, how addictive they are,” he said before lowering his closer. But because I knew it was the right thing to question, I asked,

“Gods, don’t you mean God… Ohhh…” This ended as a moan in his mouth as he kissed the thoughts right from my mind and filled them with sexual delight. One of his hands found its wayinto my hair, fisting it and using this dominate hold on me to twist my head to the side. This was so he could deepen the kiss.

Naturally, I opened up to him, finding it impossible not to wrap my arms around his back, at the same time hooking a leg up over his perfect arse. The heavy weight of his cock rested against my core and lower belly, lying there like a promise of things to come. His other hand reached down to stroke my thigh, encouraging the way my body remained wrapped around him.

Of course, the way I was also shamelessly rubbing myself against him also told him of my impatience, as he groaned into my neck, telling me,

“Gods, woman, but you test my restraint like no other.”

I decided to do something very much in character with the Keira from my own time, and I gripped a handful of his hair, pulling him back to look at me. He growled at the pull, something I should have been fearful of. Yet I knew Draven would never lay a finger on me in anger, as he would rather lose a limb than do so. Which was why I wasn’t deterred as I gave him my reply when speaking of restraint.

“Fuck restraint, My Lord.”Then I pulled him down for a searing kiss, swallowing his growl of arousal and rubbing the soaked silk of my underwear against him. In fact, the delicious friction was enough to get me off and my orgasm took me by surprise. I buried my head in his neck and came screaming into his flesh, biting him enough to leave marks. However, I thankfully didn’t go all the way and bite through his skin, or that would have looked odd, despite how much he would have liked it.

That being said, I might not have broken the skin, but that didn’t mean that it wasn’t enough to tip him over the edge, as he tore my knickers off me. The shuddering spasms of my orgasm still rippled through me when I felt his cock held at the entrance to my core. Then he framed my face and looked down at me.

“Now it’s time to make you mine, my little thief…my queen,”he said before suddenly rearing forward, thrusting up inside me and making me cry out at the blissful intrusion. The size of Draven was something I had gotten used to over time, this was true. Although it wasn’t ever without reaction, as I was still left panting and feeling thoroughly claimed.

His eyes widened in surprise for a single moment, before a purple haze took over. I also knew he had no idea he was letting me see this side of him, as clearly, he couldn’t help it.

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