Page 76 of His Fate

I adjust my sweats, attempt and fail, to get myself under control but just when I'm about ready to turn around, go back inside to take matters into my own hands—quite literally—Posey turns and catches me with my hand on my groin.

"Going somewhere, sugar lips?" She grins with an arched brow, her vibrant green eyes alight with glee.

I lean against the doorframe and sigh because I've been caught out and there is no use hiding my intent. "I've some business I planned to attend to."

Posey giggles, the sound music to my ears after days without, then nods toward me. "Looks to be pretty serious business if you ask me."

"It is." I lift my brows and cross my arms. "But it can wait. How are you feeling today, my beloved?"

"Much better." She walks over to the lavish patio furniture and picks up a towel, pats her face and neck then takes a long drink from her water bottle. "I feel more like me than I have in a long time."

"A good day today then, yes?"

Posey nods. "Very good. So good in fact, I may be inclined to help you take care of business."

My cock, still standing tall, twitches but I don't move. I don't want Posey to do anything out of obligation or guilt, I could never be satisfied with that, would never allow her to put herself in that kind of situation.

"Stop it, Kai." She frowns as she sets down the water, drops the towel then comes toward me "One thing you should know by now is that I will never do something unless I absolutely want to do it." Posey slides her hands up my bare chest and cups my cheeks, goes up on her tiptoes and presses a kiss to my lips. "And I absolutely want to do you."

I smile into our next kiss then almost moan as her fingers tangle in my hair while she flattens her chest to mine. I place my hands on her waist, savoring the way sparks ignite across our skin, and deepen the kiss briefly before pulling back to look at her.

"Josephine, you don't need to do this."

"See, Kasimir, that's where you're wrong. I need you to make love to me, to fuck me, to claim me just as much as you need to do it." Her hands ghost down my neck, my chest, nails scrape against my nipples and abs until her fingers push under the waistband of my sweats. "If I wasn't ready, didn't want this, want you or need you as badly as I do right now then this wouldn't be happening."

She shoves my pants down past my hips where they drop on their own to my ankles. The second her delicate fingers close around my shaft, I inhale a hiss then step the rest of the way out of my clothes. Posey strokes my cock slowly, squeezes me in her hand, circles the head with her thumb before spreading my precum along the vein that runs root to tip. She cups my balls and when she tugs, I grip her wrists and reluctantly remove her from me.

"My beloved, my love, I don't want you to feel as though this is something you are required to do. You have been through so much. I do not want you to regret this later."

With a smile that could set the world ablaze, Posey kisses me again then takes my hands in hers before leading me to a chaise.

She rather aggressively pushes me down onto it and with a grin says, "The only regret I have when it comes to you, Kasimir, is the fact that I had you laying in bed with me for nine days in all of your naked glory and didn't once take full advantage of it."

Then she peels her sports bra off and tosses it over the railing. Her shorts follow immediately, and before I know it my Josephine is straddling my hips with my painfully hard cock in her hand, positioning it at her entrance. I can feel her slick heat, her arousal, radiating from her tight little cunt, the sweet dewy scent engulfing me in a haze of lust, of love, of unbridled need.

Posey lowers herself slowly and I watch my cock disappear inside of her inch by inch until she is seated completely and fuck, I'm in heaven. The warm, wet velvet of her pussy clamps down around me, squeezes me like a vise and when she begins to move, her body rocking enough to create a gentle bounce of her perfect breasts, I'm gone. I am lost in her, lost in my mate, my love, consumed fully by our bond, my thoughts only focused on her.

Her pace quickens as I reach out and pinch her nipples, Posey's whole body starts to spasm, her head tipped back as she covers my hands with her own.

Gods she is beautiful. So damn gorgeous—a goddess, my queen.

Josephine moans low, throaty, hungry, before she leans back and plants her hands on my thighs and I growl at the view. I grip her hips and meet her thrust for thrust, watch her pussy slide up and down my cock, coating me in her juices. When the need to bite her, to claim her begins to intensify Posey goes upright for a beat before she leans forward and slams her mouth down onto mine.

Our tongues match the rhythm of our hips, our hearts beat as one and before I can flip her onto her back, she breaks our kisses with a feral growl before biting down on the hollow of my shoulder, right over her mark.

Spots form in my vision but I will not come, not yet. I want to feel her wring every last drop of my seed from my cock as I mark her, I want to know I'm claiming her on the inside and out the second I achieve my release.

So when Josephine lets go of my shoulder with a gasp and I feel her pussy contract, feel it flutter and squeeze, I do exactly that. I flip her onto her back, sink my fangs into her soft flesh and bite hard while I make love to her brutally, pounding myself into her until we explode together.

Panting. Sweaty. A real mess of blood and other things, I collapse on top of Posey, wrap her in my arms and roll us so she's on top of me. We lay there like that for a while, how long I'm unsure, but when our breathing becomes even and our heart rate slows I feel her lick my mark then giggle when I shudder.

"You know what you taste like, Kai?"

I nudge her with my chin then arch a brow as she tilts her head to look up at me.

"Chocolate."

I pull a face and when Posey laughs, musical and light, I frown. "Impossible."

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