“Spread your legs for me, pet,” Cillian commanded.
She did what she was told, opening her legs wide.
“Yes, that’s exactly how I want you.” His mouth mere inches from her, then his tongue swept up her center, licking her, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.
“Oh God,” she moaned.
His tongue was so hot and wet.
Cillian chuckled. “Yes. Exactly, pet.”
He dragged his tongue up her pussy again, so slow. She rocked her hips, instinctively revelling in the sensation of his tongue teasing her. His tongue circled around her sensitive clit and she cupped her breasts. His tongue slipped inside her, tongue fucking her.
Heat burned through her veins like an endless onslaught, and she could feel that coil of pleasure tighten deep in her belly, until there was nothing she could do but ride the wave as she came hard against his mouth.
The moment she climaxed, a memory of a dream hit her like a flash of light, and it was Cillian’s face, clearly over her, his cock inside her, riding her. It was all so overwhelming. The bed rocked under her before she felt her legs go weak, and she slipped into a deep sleep.
5
This was absolute torture.
Being with her had been amazing, but not being fully with her was painful. It took all of his strength to not make love to her. The taste of her orgasm on his tongue was so sweet. His cock was hard just thinking about how she came on his mouth, her body grinding against him. All he wanted to do was bury himself deep inside her tight little pussy, but he couldn’t.
Stupid stipulations.
He watched her all night, sleeping peacefully. Easing himself from the bed, so he didn’t disturb her sleep, he watched her as his heart swelled. She was here.
She was home.
With him. And she still desired him. She stood up to him and wasn’t afraid.
Only, he couldn’t let his heart get overly complacent by letting his guard down. Every time he did that in the past, he’d lost her. And he only had to put up with this for a year. After the year was up, when he won and his realm and Cali were no longer threatened, then all bets were off. She’d be safe and his forever.
He crept from the room, the scent of her still permeating his skin. His cock ached, unquenched need still burning through his blood.
This is getting ridiculous.
Cillian snuck away to his bathroom and the moment he walked in through the doors, the tub filled with hot water, just the way he liked it.
He undressed and sank beneath the warm water. Closing his eyes, he pictured her naked, legs splayed wide on the bed. Her bare pink pussy wet and waiting for him.
He palmed his cock, gripping it, and began to stroke down the hard length of it. The warm water was wet and felt like he was inside her. He quickened the pace of his strokes, grunting as he came in the water.
“Oh,” Cali said, softly.
He turned and saw her standing at the door. A sheet wrapped around her naked body.
“Ah, pet.” He stood up from the bath, wrapping a towel around his waist, not quickly, as he was allowing Cali to drink in the full sight of him naked. “I thought you were asleep?”
“I was, but then…you were gone and I felt scared,” she stammered, her gaze locked on his cock, which pleased him.
He tried to hide the smile of satisfaction.
“Would you like a bath?” he asked, the tub instantly filling with clean water, scented with oils that he knew she would like.
A blush tinged her cheeks. “I would love one but…”
“Ah, pet, there is no reason to be shy. Not with me. Not after I’ve tasted you.”