Page 99 of Reign of Betrayal

Trailing tender pecks back up to her mouth, I bring my hand around to her front, over her panties. She sucks in a deep breath, making me immediately halt.

“Is this okay? Do you want me to stop?”

She shakes her head, and I can’t help but smile at how beautiful this goddess before me is. Smiling, I rub her clit through the silky fabric, savoring the way her eyelids flutter shut. I claim her mouth again, kissing her deeply as my hand slips beneath her panties.

Rubbing my hands gently over her, I dive slightly deeper, moaning at the slickness I am met with. Unable to wait any longer, I push a finger into her. Her loud moan vibrates against my lips, and I swallow it greedily, deepening the kiss. Plunging my finger in and out, she begins to rock her hips, meeting my thrusts with increasing fervor.

She reaches down between us, her tiny hand gripping my rock-hard length. “No. Let me touch you first.” I flip her onto her back, positioning myself on top of her. She yelps at the motion but quickly laughs. Sitting up, she rips off her nightgown before lying back down.

“Gods and goddesses, you are the most breathtaking view I’ve ever witnessed,” I confess. Laying fully on top of her, I kiss her again, trailing my lips down her throat and the center of her chest. Summoning my shadows, I have them pinch her nipples lightly. She gasps, and I can’t help but chuckle. As I lower myself toward my prize, my shadowy grasp seizes both of her wrists, restraining them above her head.

“No! No!” Panic laces her voice. I immediately release her and sit up, the terror etched on her face making me feel sick, knowing I somehow caused it.

“No! No!” I yell instinctively. Lukene immediately releases me, sitting up to see what’s going on. “I am so sorry… I…” Reminding myself that I chose this, I want this, I explain. “I have a haunted past…” Clearing my throat, I continue. “I can’t be restrained like that during something like this.” My breathing calms as I realize I have ruined the whole mood, and I curse myself for it. I bring both hands to my eyes, pressing into the sockets before rubbing down my face.

“Never be sorry for the things that haunt you, Reign. Never.” He leans up and kisses my lips lightly, lovingly. Staring into my eyes, he says, “Let’s get some sleep.” He starts to pull away.

“No… I want you.” I beg, grabbing him and crashing my lips into his. He is my shade from the summer sun, the fresh air when I’m suffocating, the devil taunting me with wicked pleasures. He holds his weight above me, leaning down and devouring my mouth. He pulls away to look into my eyes, his skin practically burning with heat. I want to burn in it.

“What do you want, Reckless?” he says breathlessly, barely holding back. “Tell me what you like. What you want.”

“I… I don’t know what I like?” I admit, shrugging shyly.

He looks at me with questioning eyes, and then it seems to click how inexperienced I am. “Has anyone licked between your thighs, Reign?” A simple sinister glint dances in his gaze, and I revel in every second of it. I shake my head no, to which he grins.

“Well, that just won’t do… Let me have the honor and pleasure of being the first.” My heart is hammering away, desire and anticipation thicken the air as wetness pools between my legs, the spot between my thighs aching for attention.

Luke lowers himself and licks the length of my panties, barely grazing my aching center. His searing, wet tongue seeps through, warming my most intimate parts. He places his hands on the back of my thighs, lifting them and settling them on his shoulders.

His shadows rip my panties off until I lay completely bare to him. He lowers his face, licking the inside of my upper thigh and bringing his tongue up and across me, deliberately avoiding my clit as he reaches the other thigh. With each stroke, he comes closer, licking all around my aching center but not quite where I want him. It’s a slow type of tantalizing torture—the kind that makes me feel like I’m going to die but in the best way.

Finally, his tongue finds its mark. He circles my clit slowly—so slowly—before slipping it into his mouth. He begins to flick his tongue and suck at a rapid pace. My fingers tangle in his hair as I pull him into me. I’ve never felt something so amazing, so blissful. I can’t breathe; I can’t think. I don’t even know my own name at this point. All I know is him, me, his tongue, and the passion he gives me.

He drives a finger inside me while continuing his assault of pleasure. My pussy throbs with each suckle on my clit and push of his finger. My hips start to writhe as blissful tension begins to build up.

My breath hitches; my body tightens as waves of sensual delight rise, growing stronger with each passing second. My skin tingles as a fire spreads from deep within me, igniting every nerve ending. A deep, overwhelming pressure tightens, ready to make me snap.

Moans escape me as he slightly shakes his head back and forth, continuously licking me. The feeling is so incredible that I come completely undone. My legs shake as a heated wave of ecstasy courses through my body.

“Luke…” I gasp between lust-filled breaths.

“That’s it. Come for me, Reign.” His voice is deep and breathy as he says it against me, and I do, hard, as loud moans fill the air. Tension shatters into cascading ecstasy, my body arching off the bed. My mind blanks, everything fading except for the pure bliss taking over. I ride out the newfound gratification, slowly coming down from the high I’ve reached. I’ve never experienced such a release, and I’m so glad Lukene is the one to give it to me.

He sits up grinning, his chin glistening with the evidence of my climax. He leans over me, and I can feel his thick, large cock poking at my slick entrance. He kisses me deeply, and tasting my arousal on his tongue, I almost come undone again.

He leans back, breathless. “It’s time to sleep, my reckless Reign.” He flips to his side, pulling me close, holding me like I’m something precious. He kisses my neck lightly, then begins to rub my back until my sated self slips into the best sleep I’ve ever had.

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Sunlight slicesthrough the cracks in the window drapes, illuminating the all-black room. Sitting up, I notice I’m once again waking alone. Throwing the blankets off, I get up, dress, and draw the drapes. The sun is fully up, shining brightly across the kingdom. Deciding to lay back down for just a few more minutes, I turn toward the bed. Above it, hanging on the black wall, is a giant painting I didn’t notice last night.

It’s beautiful—a lavender field with a sun setting in the background, casting vibrant hues of purples, golds, and blues. A shooting star arcs across the canvas, reminiscent of the evening Lukene and I spent at the lavender fields.

“Do you like it?”

Gasping loudly, I turn to find Luke entering the room with breakfast. “Did I startle you, or are you just happy to see me?” He grins, a dimple appearing on his handsome cheek. I roll my eyes at him but can’t help the smile that caresses my face.

“Definitely glad you’re here, so maybe I can finally stab you!”

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