Page 48 of A Kiss From a Faerie King

The branches twist, and I hear a whipping through the air. In a moment, a distant thud can be heard just beyond the meadow. Let them be eaten by the wildlife here as their final act in this world.

My hands go to the back lacings of my gown and I undo them. Emrys’s eyes heat as he watches me. Sliding the dress off my body, I hear the tittering of sprites and faeries all around us. Let them watch. I need my king.

He growls as I take his hand and place it on my breast.

“Now fuck me,” I command him.

His mouth lands on mine as he gives my breast a squeeze. I’m flattened to the damp grass below us, and his tongue tangles with mine. Palming my breast, he quickly cups the other as I raise my hips, desperate to get some much-needed friction there.

The sprites and faeries cheer for us—whispering praise in our ears as they fly overhead. I can hear a few tinkling moans, and I know they’re overcome just like their queen and king.

My hands rip off Emrys’s white shirt before going to the tie of his pants. His teeth sink into my neck as I moan and rub my wet pussy against the bulge in his pants. His tongue skims up his bite as I thrash in his grasp. I’m soaking and desperate.

“You’ve bloomed, my blossom. Powerful and free. The real you is a sight to behold.”

His mouth meets mine, and I moan into our kiss.

“You freed me. I’m never going back to who I was again. I can’t. Not now, not ever.”

He groans against me, and suddenly, his pants are off. His massive cock bobs between our bodies, the tip already leaking with delicious seed. Before I can wiggle down to taste him, he grips his length in his hand and lines it up with my entrance. Lifting my hips with his free hand, he sheaths himself inside me in one strong thrust.

My muscles are still sore, but I accommodate him nonetheless. I love the burn of him inside of me. I crave it more than anything. Pressing up on my heels, he grips my hips and jerks me forward onto his length. We work in tandem to heighten each other’s pleasure. It’s so deep this way, our movement frantic with lust.

His eyes heat my blood. My breasts bounce with the force of each thrust, and I know my body is hurtling towards its peak. Fire licks up me, and I can’t wait to erupt.

“Watching you order their deaths made me harder than I’ve ever been,” Emrys growls.

“Does a cruel queen make you hard?” I ask.

“You make me hard.” He impales me on his length as I let out a loud moan. “I should’ve known you enjoyed being watched.”

My eyes take in the crowd around us. The air is thick with lust and couplings. Their beady eyes watch Emrys take me in this primal way—their mouths fall open as they glow brighter. A smile curls my lips as I turn back towards my king.

“Does that make me a naughty girl?” The question is as coy as I can manage while he fucks me with renewed vigor.

“Yes,” he growls. “Next, you’ll ask me to share you.”

“Never,” I say softly. His thrusts falter, but I pump my hips in time. My climax is swiftly approaching.

“Never?”

“Unless you wish to share me?”

“No,” he growls.

“That’s what I thought.” I smile. “I don’t want to share you either. They can watch, but nothing more. You’re only for me.”

“Posessive for a lady.”

“A lady who knows exactly what she wants.”

Lifting up on my elbows, I push my chest up and wrap my arms around Emrys’s neck. He leans back and pulls me with him. His length is still deep inside of me as I balance on his lap. Working my hips, I grind down on his length over and over. The force of this position has my teeth smacking together.

I need more. I need it deeper than before.

With a shove, Emrys lands flat on his back. Balancing my hands on his chest, I raise my hips and lower myself on his massive cock. At this angle, my clit brushes against the base of his cock. My knees sink into the soft ground as I slam down on him over and over again.

Breasts bouncing, Emrys grips one in his claw and snarls. Raising his hips to meet mine, his cock hits my womb, and my eyes roll back in my head. I ride him for all that I’m worth. My muscles feel like jelly, but I keep going, my climax already tightening my stomach.

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