Page 127 of Mated to the Kings

“Are you going to try and take better care of yourself?” he asks. “Can you try and let me in?”

“Yes,” I pant.

“What do you want?” he asks.

“You,” I moan again.

Vash moves so he can roll me to my back before settling between my legs. “You are beautiful, Leli,” he says before kissing me. I wrap my arms around his body to pull him closer. I need more of him. He slowly fills me with his cocks and I groan against his lips. He is driving me mad with his slow and sweet movements. I want him to fucking ravage me, but he is being cautious.

I whine in frustration, and it makes Vash chuckle. “What is it, Little Demon?” He’s doing this on purpose, I think. In part, he may be cautious because of my trauma, but he is well aware of how worked up he is getting me.

“You’re torturing me,” I complain.

“Tell me what you want then,” he says. “Be more specific.”

“I want you to fuck me harder, please,” I say.

“Oh?” he asks with a wicked grin. “Like this?” He thrusts into me, but it’s a fraction of what I know he can.

“More,” I whine again, begging almost.

Vash pulls out of me before rolling me to my belly. He then pulls me up to my knees, against his chest. He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my neck. “You need to be able to communicate with me, Leli,” he murmurs.

“I know.”

“No more neglecting yourself or running yourself ragged. I will make you stop and relax every time. Okay?” he asks.

“Okay,” I say impatiently. “Will you please fuck me?”

Vash bends me over and has me on my knees, but my chest is laid on the bed. He slowly enters me again and I groan in annoyance.

“For the love of…” He cuts me off again with a powerful surge that takes my breath away. Vash’s pace suddenly quickens as his thrusts become more forceful. He keeps a tight hold on my waist and pushes deeper. I struggle to keep a single thought in my head as he fucks me; all I can focus on is the feeling of where he and I are connected.

Vash reaches beneath me, cupping my breast, as he twists a nipple between his fingers. “Is this what you meant, Little Fox?” He growls into my ear.

“Uh-huh...” I moan as my breathing comes out in quick pants. The headboard is smacking against the wall, but neither of us cares who hears. I move my hips to match his pace, fucking him back as I take him deeper inside of me. As my orgasm begins to crest, I feel him swell, locking himself inside of me.

“Oh, Vash,” I whimper. “Please… Please fill me. Make me forget. Fill me with your seed, baby. Breed me.”

Vash lets out a grunt as his thrusts falter, his knot grinding inside of me. “Anything for you, my sweet demon,” he groans and pumps himself into me. We both collapse onto the mattress in a sweaty mess.

The bed frame has moved at least six inches from the wall. I can’t help but giggle when I notice. “What?” he asks, smiling softly as he cups my cheek. He is propped on his elbow now, and I am lying on my back, still trying to catch my breath.

“We moved the bed,” I say breathlessly, pointing to the headboard.

“Yeah,” he chuckles. “I am pretty sure everyone is here now too.”

“I’d do it again,” I laugh.

“Why haven’t you been eating?” he asks.

“Just right back to the interrogation, huh?” I ask, amused. “I just… I have to keep busy because I fear falling apart if I stop for too long.”

“You know that’s not sustainable, right?” he asks.

“Yeah. I’m just afraid of dreaming of him,” I admit with a whispered voice.

“I am here, Leli. I will always be here. You are my mate, and I want you to be able to come to me when you are struggling,” he says.

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