Page 77 of The Crownless King
“Leave me ‘lone,” she muttered, rubbing her cheek against his shirt.
He lifted her head and dropped soft pecks on her lips until she leaned forward and held his head in place to make the kisses longer. His tongue swept into her mouth and Amaya sighed in pleasure. Now that fear was no longer clouding her mind, her need for her mate rose.
“I’m ready for you to put me to sleep now,” she whispered against his lips.
Levi growled and slid his hand up her gown, his nails scoring the skin of her thighs. “I want to try something.”
She hummed. “Anything.”
The smile he gave her showcased his fangs. “I want your permission to roll you.”
“What does that mean?”
“Total control, baby doll. I’ll let loose my glamour on you.”
She nodded, her eyes bright with curiosity. Levi nuzzled against her neck and scraped his teeth across her skin. Pullingback, he trailed soft kisses onto her face, forehead, both eyes, her cheeks and chin. He inhaled deeply along her neck but passed it for now to focus solely on her. Slowly and gently, he released his pheromones, amplifying as he kissed his way down her shoulder. He stopped along her clavicle, turning his head to take in her beauty. Amaya lowered her eyes to his, lust a living, breathing monster between them.
Levi tenderly pushed his energy into her as his hands began to touch and draw lines along her body, lulling her. He watched as her eyes lowered to half-mast, his power easing the tension from her body. Her world dimmed to him and his will over her. Applying more pressure to his magic, Levi opened the path between them, taking full control of her mind and senses.
His magic flowed into her body and the bond between them boosted it. Amaya’s mind stilled and instead of words, he intensified the sensation of his soft caresses. He filled their connection with his obsession with her and how beautiful she was to him. His mate whimpered, her hands tracing a lazy path down his back.
“Relax, baby doll, and let your king take care of you,” he whispered, expanding his magic. “Can I take care of my baby?”
Amaya undulated beneath him as his power rolled over and through her, her mouth slack as he built her pleasure in her mind.
“Good, my love?”
Her answering whimper had a smug smile tilting his lips. The very fact that it only took him moments to roll his mate showcased her trust in him. He felt honored by it. Levi directed his power to her thighs, using his magic to part them wider. He repositioned between them, using one hand to grip her hip. Hisother hand hovered over her pussy and he formed a small pearl of power, covering her clit with it. Heat and vibration of that magic was his next trick, and his mate responded so beautifully.
Levi stretched her hands above her head, gripping them both with his one hand, using the other to notch his dick at her entrance. They moaned together as he slid himself into her tight pussy. The way her walls clamped down on him had him momentarily forgetting his purpose. He could’ve easily gotten lost in her and fucked his mate, but he wanted soft, gentle. He’d almost lost her due to something outside of his control. Even though anger still roiled within him, he pushed it aside to care for his baby doll. His strokes were deep as he worked to imprint himself on her body.
“I love you, King.” Her words were slurred, drunk off his power.
Their bodies moved together. Their powers ebbed and flowed down their bond, stoking the fire between them higher. Her power rose in response to the heightening pleasure, sweeping him into the vortex of his own magic. Amaya’s legs started trembling around his waist as her climax built. Releasing her hands, Levi gripped her waist tight, holding her in place as he plunged deeper.
“Let that nut go, baby doll,” he ordered her, his teeth gritted as his own body tightened with an oncoming orgasm.
He hadn’t expected his power to backfire on him. Her clenching core dragged him down with her, his balls tightening. Levi moaned, there was no help for it. Amaya milked his dick and wasn’t shit he could do, he was trapped in their joint pleasure. He plunged deeper, delirious from their combined power.
He magnified the magic he had on her clit and she screamed, her nails digging into her back as she came. Her walls clasped down onto his erection and he followed her over the cliff. His teeth scraped his bottom lip as he lost control. He wanted to sink his fangs into her again, but her body went lax beneath him, a languid smile on her face. Levi leaned down and kissed her, their tongues twining lazily.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes remaining closed.
“Sleep, my love,” he told her softly, nibbling on her bottom lip.
She nodded and he gently extricated his body from hers. Heading to the bathroom, he wet a cloth with warm water and cleaned her, kissing her pussy when he was done. She moaned softly, but from her deep breathing, his mate was asleep. Levi laid his head on her soft stomach and inhaled, indulging in Amaya. Sebastian prodded his mind to let him know that he was ready, and Levi kissed her stomach once more, then covered her with her gown, waiting just a little longer to make sure she was down for the night.
Chapter twenty-nine
Levi was careful as he slipped his arm from beneath Amaya and out of their bed. She made a small whimper of displeasure but turned over, spreading out under the covers. He let his eyes drift over her beautiful, curvy body a moment longer, then thanked the gods for their bond every day he felt closer to his queen. Though his body was relaxed with satiation, his mind immediately turned back to the attack on his mate.
‘Bas.’
‘In the basement.’His best friend already knew what he wanted.
Wasting no time, Levi changed into a pair of joggers and a t-shirt. He trusted his men to question the attackers, but he wanted to look them in the eyes and make sure they didn’t miss even the smallest piece of information. He put in the code for the basement, smiling as he heard the screaming the moment the door opened. Bas was doing exactly what the fuck he was supposed to be doing.
Sinister glee filled him as he fully entered the space. There were two males shackled to the wall. Levi looked at the blood on the ground and decided then and there that he needed to move this little setup somewhere else. Torturing people in the same place where his mate laid her head didn’t seem right. He looked over the males, smirking at the bloodied mess his friend had made of them. They were not Buru, which confirmed for him that the Collective really was behind the attempt.
