Page 79 of The Ruler
He pushed me back, looking into my eyes with fierce determination. “Marry me, Pearl,” he said again.
“Why?”
He hammered into me in response and I tilted my head back and let out another deep moan.
“You wanted a union, I’m giving you all of me,” he said.
“No tournament?”
“Not a fucking chance.” Fisting his hands into my hair, Khan held me in a tight grip, pumping into my core and kissing me possessively. When he let go of me to breathe, my head was swirling and I knew one thing for certain – no sex-bot could ever make me feel like this.
“You’re better than anyone,” I moaned and pushed my hands through his thick hair.
Satisfaction shone in his eyes. “Say that again.”
“You’re better than anyone,” I repeated.
“Pearl.” He slowed his pace and rolled me onto my back without pulling out of me.
“Uh-huh?”
“Don’t overthink this. Just say yes.”
“But we don’t know each other well enough to commit for life.”
“I know you. I’ve lived with you for two months and I admire and desire you like no other.”
“No one marries anymore, Khan. It’s not done.”
“In this country we do.”
“But…”
He cut me off, distracting me with kisses and swallowing my orgasmic screams with his mouth.
My whole body was shivering at the sheer intensity of his lovemaking. The first time he took me in that cabin might have been short, but this time he more than made up for it.
When he pushed my legs up above his shoulders, I remembered his words from the first time he’d masturbated with me in the room. He had thanked me for being flexible in his fantasy.
“Is this what you thought it would be like?” I panted.
But Khan was too far gone to answer. He clamped his eyes shut, leaned his head back, and moaned, “I can’t hold back anymore.”
“Then don’t.” I smiled and watched as he pulled out and moved his hand up and down his shaft a few times until he ejaculated over my belly and chest.
“Ohh, fuuck.” He panted and held onto my bent knees. “It looks like a beautiful masterpiece,” he said and smeared his semen around with a finger.
“What are you doing?” I chuckled.
“Marking my territory,” he said, and I’d never seen Khan looking more like a kid.
“You’re serious about marrying?” I asked.
“Dead serious,” he said and lay down next to me.
“But where would we live?”
“Here, of course. I’m the only ruler, while the Motherlands have plenty others to cover for you.”
