Page 67 of Kingdom of Flames & Flowers
His arm went tight against my throat, cutting off any protests. It felt so deliciously dark and dangerous to be held immobile while his hand snuck lower and lower …
“Open for me. There’s a good girl.”
I whimpered with need as his fingers touched my innermost parts, slick and wet for him.
“Let’s find out what makesyoucome, shall we?”
I tensed in alarm. Surely, I wouldn’t spew white liquid like he did?
“Relax, my flower.”
He slid one finger inside of me while the other found a small nub toward the top of my entrance and circled it slowly.
My hips pushed back on their own accord, needing more pressure.
“That’s it.”
The arm around my neck loosened as he teased my nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers.
A whine emanated from the back of my throat.
“Good. Feel it. Let it consume you.”
I relaxed into Zariah, his fingers continuing their patient, effective rhythm inside of me. The sting on my breasts and the pressure around my neck pushed me further toward something intense and dark … and I wanted it so badly.
“Let it happen. It will feel so good.”
I may have not trusted him in anything relating to his mother or the kingdom, but in this, I trusted him completely. The realization was sobering, but allowed me to surrender completely. I moaned loudly as his pace increased. My body was nothing but glorious sensation after sensation, my hips grinding against his hand, desperate for release.
“Yes. Yes. Good girl.”
I cried out as something broke inside of me, a dazzling crescendo of feeling that left me boneless and teary-eyed as it rocked my body. After the initial wave, smaller ones followed until my thrusting against him slowed and eventually stilled. Every muscle in my body was loose, a feeling of such lethargy washing over me it had to be its own type of magick.
I couldn’t breathe. Was I dead? If that was dying, it wasn’t so bad.
Zariah’s lips found my temple. “Beautiful.”
I blushed, suddenly extremely aware of our nakedness.
“Oh no, flower, we aren’t done.”
My lips parted in shock. “Not … done?”
He pushed me over onto my stomach again, lightly directing me to get on my knees as he settled himself behind me. “My dragon demands I claim you. May I? Please?”
He was trying hard to stay in control, but I sensed the tight tension in his voice. I remembered my mother, stuck forever in the mud quarter after a man had left her alone with a child growing in her belly.
And yet … I was already here, wasn’t I? That fate wouldn’t be mine. I’d already escaped.
Fuck it. Consequences be damned. I needed to be queen to help my people and uncover the truth about the mines. My feelings for the boys were growing day by day.
And Iwantedit.
“Yes,” I whispered into the pillow.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled back, then entered me from behind with one hard, deep thrust.
I gasped in pain even as his arm hooked around my neck and held me tight. “Breathe, Mari. Breathe, my flower.”
