Page 12 of A Queen's Game
Keyain nodded his head, gaze raking over the curve of her hips and stomach. How much he enjoyed staring at her thrilled Marietta. She leaned over him once more and guided his hand between her legs. “Touch me.”
The rough tips of his fingers rubbed against her center, and Keyain swallowed her moan with a kiss. His touch was feather-light as he circled her, adding to the heat that burned in her stomach. As he reached the top of her center, his fingers pressed harder on the nerves clustered there, and a moan escaped her. She shifted her hips at his hands, asking for more. His fingers stroked along her, teasing as Marietta’s head fell to his chest, biting as her breath hitched.
“You’re already getting so wet,” he murmured as he slid his finger along the outside of her. Marietta’s stomach tightened with growing heat. “Fuck, Marietta.”
A smile curved onto her lips. The tension in her stomach expanded, tingling spreading from her center to the tips of her toes. Against Keyain’s chest, Marietta savored the warmth and his woody scent mixed with something clean. His heart raced, adding to his groan as she shifted her hips again. Her head grew light, and her breath strained with the swipe of his finger.
“Go inside,” she said, her voice far away.
Keyain slipped in a finger. “Fuck,” he groaned. As he slid in a second, she shivered from the feeling of him filling her.
“And place your thumb—”
He already knew where to touch as his thumb found those nerves once more, his fingers curling inside her. She gasped as her thighs quivered around his hand. Gods, he was good—better than good. Her breath caught as his touch became more fervent, sensing how close to the edge she was. The tension grew unbearable while numbing spread to each tip of her fingers and toes. It snapped, shooting through Marietta as she rode his fingers with a cry from the pleasure. Keyain murmured her name and slipped his fingers out from her. Wetness dripped down her thighs.
“Fuck me,” he moaned. “You are making a mess.”
“That means you did a good job.” Her voice was breathy as she kissed him. Her fingers laced into the silky strands of his hair. “Now, let’s unsheathe that sword.”
He shook his head with a laugh as she sat back. Marietta watched as he tugged his pants lower, revealing his cock. Definitely not a dagger. With a smile, she grasped it, Keyain groaning as she pumped her hand. “Keep going,” she said. Keyain took a shaky breath and hastily threw his pants to theside. When he settled back into the bed, Marietta positioned herself on top.
“You are so beautiful,” he said as he gazed up at her.
“I know.” Marietta smiled. “And have you seen this ass?”
Keyain shook his head again and laughed. He abruptly stopped as she lowered herself against him. Between her legs grew slick as she glided him along. “How bad do you want me, Keyain?”
“Very bad,” he said with a strained voice as he shifted his hips.
“Hmm.”
“What?” he asked, his stare snapping to her.
“Very bad isn’t that bad.”
His expression grew pained as he asked, “Why are you teasing me?”
She slid his cock to the entrance, then slowly lowered herself down the length of him, moaning as his size filled her. “Because I can.”
Marietta rocked her hips, slipping his cock in and out. She tossed her head back while she rode, enjoying the tension that built once more. Keyain’s breaths became heavier as he gripped her hips. She removed his hands, lacing her fingers with his as she pinned them above his head.
“Fuck,” he moaned, the muscles in his neck tightening. Through narrowed eyes, Keyain watched her with panting breaths. She smirked down at him, watching his reaction as she tightened the muscles in her center. As he tossed his head back and thrust his hips up, forcing his cock deeper.
“Like that,” she said, her voice high and breathy as her body shook. Marietta moved her hips faster, moaning as she neared the tipping point once more. Keyain’s hands fought against her, straining against her pin. Her grip tightened as pleasure took her, tension snapping as her vision went white behind the lid ofher eyes. She came in waves, crashing from her center to the tips of her toes.
Lightheaded, Marietta slumped to his chest from the headiness of pleasure. Keyain grabbed her hips and guided her as he groaned her name. With his release, Keyain’s body tensed as he cried out.
For a minute, they remained settled into one another, the sound of their pants filling the silence. “I was wrong,” she said, speaking into his chest.
“About what?”
“Your sword.” She pushed herself back to stare down at him. “It’s definitely a great sword.”
Keyain’s face split into a smile as he pulled her back to him. His lips found hers, kissing her in between laughs. “You are something else,” he said, brushing back the lock of her dark hair.
Marietta curled up against him, savoring the closeness of Keyain. Though a stranger, she felt comfortable lying naked in the crook of his arm. “By something else, you best mean hilarious.”
“The most entertaining person I’ve met today.”
