Page 28 of Rejected By the Fae King (Kings of the Fae Islands 3)

“What do you want from me, wife?” Asher’s words whispered in her ear caused her to realize she’d instinctively tilted her head back to expose her throat to him, submitting to him entirely in the instant he took hold of her.

“You,” she breathed, opening her eyes just long enough to see his reaction. “All of you.”

That seemed to be all the incentive her husband needed. His hands came up to cup her face, and he kissed her with such ferocity that Rayne had to clutch at his waistcoat to stop herself from toppling over. The clothes between them suddenly felt too thick and her fingers began to work deftly on the buttons.

"I need you," the king whispered against her lips and her insides twisted with delight.

I need you too, she thought, unable to say the words as his lips consumed hers once more. She kissed him fervently in return, putting the force of her passion through every inch of her body as she worked on removing his clothing. His hands stroked down her cheeks, down the back of her neck and over her shoulders. She shivered when she felt his fingers gripping the lacings of her dress. Soon she would be naked beneath him, and she could not wait.

As soon as she felt her gown loosening, she shrugged her shoulders and allowed the silken ivory material to slip from her arms. It pooled around her ankles even as she kicked at her silver shoes. All the while their lips barely parted, consuming each other entirely with kisses and caresses, their need for one another so potent it permeated the air.

Rayne had never felt such desire before. It felt as though it might consume her entirely if she didn’t allow him to have his way with her.

Instinct to satisfy her husband caused her to drop down onto her knees the moment his pants hit the ground. The gasp that erupted from his throat the moment she gripped hold of his manhood was nothing compared to the groan he released as she slipped her lips over the tip of his cock. The salty sweet taste of him exploded in her mouth almost immediately, and she let out a moan of her own, gliding her tongue up and down his shaft until she could feel his thighs trembling beneath the palms of her hands.

It wasn't until she felt his member beginning to throb in her mouth that she eased off a little. She wasn't ready for him to climax yet. She wanted him on the very edge for as long as she could hold him there.

As if he sensed her intentions, he reached down and hooked her under the arms. Pulling her to her feet, he growled, "You enjoy teasing me, don't you?"

Rayne couldn't help but smile back at him, knowing he could see the spark of excitement in her eyes. When he kissed her again, she knew he felt it too, and before she knew it, he’d carried her to the bed. No sooner had he thrown her down onto the mattress than he landed on top of her. Her exclamation of surprise was cut off by a gasp as he thrust deep inside her, giving no warning. Her only relief was that he gave her a few moments’ stillness before beginning to thrust.

The excitement that had been building up inside her all day was finally coming to a head. It knotted in her stomach until it was almost too painful to stand.

"Oh, gods, please!" she pleaded.

As if he knew exactly what she meant, Asher started to thrust faster, and her climax came so rapidly, all she could do was dig her fingernails into his back, tilt her head back, and scream. The entire palace could probably hear her pleasure, and yet she didn't care. All that mattered was he could hear it.

Her insides seemed to tighten around him and when she felt his manhood throbbing deep inside her, she knew it wouldn’t be long. Savoring every last moment he remained inside her, she reached down and gripped his buttocks, forcing him deeper. When his buttocks clenched harder and his entire body began to tremble, Rayne arched her back, welcoming his climax as he spilled his seed deep inside her.

It wasn't until he fell, panting, onto the bed beside her that she suddenly realized how hot it was in the room. Even though the doors were open onto the night, it felt as though there was little air in the room. Both lay panting, utterly spent, their fingers entwined as they attempted to cool down.

"Is my wife satisfied?" Asher asked, still sounding breathless after several minutes.

Rayne sucked in a deep breath and responded, "For now."

It was then that the king leaned up on his elbow and gazed down at her, grazing his fingertips over her sternum before he cupped a breast in his palm.

"I'm in trouble with you, aren't I?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.

"That depends on your idea of trouble," Rayne stated, rolling onto her side so she could nuzzle into his chest. No matter what happened now, she was content to lie there, enjoying the way he stroked his fingertips up and down her back.

"You were magnificent today," he announced. The praise in his voice caused Rayne to quiver beneath his touch.

"I suppose I have to be from now on," she sighed deeply with relaxation. "I’m queen, after all."

"My queen," Asher growled out as though he liked how the words felt upon his tongue.

"Your queen," Rayne repeated before pecking a kiss upon his muscular chest. "I never thought I would see the day."

She felt her husband's chest rattle with laughter then and couldn't help but lift her head to look at him. "What’s so funny?"

"My brothers said the same thing to me this morning," he admitted. "I do believe they’re jealous that I got to you first."

Rayne quivered at the thought of Asher's brothers. Having met them all today, she knew each one of them was as handsome as the next. There was just one problem with them. None of them were Asher. Each one of his brothers had charmed her. At least, they’d tried, and to an extent she’d allowed them to believe they’d succeeded. Even Theo and Ember, whose wives had given Rayne knowing looks behind their husbands’ backs, looks that said, 'welcome to the club'.

"You have no need to worry," Rayne assured him. She reached up and began to swirl her fingers in the small amount of hair upon his chest. "I’m all yours, King Asher. Fate has spoken."

"She most certainly has," Asher replied and when he pressed himself against her, Rayne felt his cock was rock hard against her stomach.

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