“Stop playing games,” I growled, watching him smile up at me.
“If you wish for things to accelerate,” he ran his tongue along my sternum, my back arching in response. “Then you are more than welcome to take control, my love.”
I bit my lip, his hands releasing mine as I pushed from the snow and lunged forward, slamming him onto his back, my body on top of his as my hair sprawled across his bare chest. His long, hardened self touched my backside as he grinned up at me, fully enjoying the moment.
“We both know I am not a patient person,” I teased, positioning myself over him.
“Indeed.” Morel licked his lips, my thighs straddling his waist as I reached down, gripping his girthy cock. His hands grabbed my thighs, his fingers lightly digging into my skin as I began to stroke him, purposely rubbing my thumb across the tip. His body moved in reaction, begging me to keep going, and so I did.I watched him, the moonlight shining on his skin as snow fell around us, the moment perfect.
My hand quickened its pace, pulling him closer as I began to rub him along my center, our fluids mixing together. The feel of him touching me, even just so, was amazing. I wanted to bask in the moment beneath the moonlight, wishing for it to never end. I placed my free hand on his chest, bracing myself as I felt my desire grow. My head dropped back, my hair flowing down my back as he held me, allowing me to do as I pleased.
“You are an absolute goddess, Hesper. The embodiment of night itself. Nothing can compare to your beauty, my love.” He leaned forward, pushing himself inside me as I gasped, my breath escaping me. We sat in that moment, the sensation of our connection flooding our bodies, our chests pressed against one another, our hearts racing as one.
Morel wrapped his arms around my waist as I looped mine around his neck. I raised myself, gliding along him, moving back and forth slowly, struggling to control my urges. He felt so good inside me; I knew I wouldn’t last long. His hot moans filled my ears as he let me ride him, his hold on me tightening. I could feel him resisting and holding back. As much as I wanted to draw the moment out, I wanted to please him more. To hear him roar with ecstasy and know that I was the cause.
“My king.” I kissed him, squeezing my center around him. “I want you to unleash your control. Take me, right here, however you would like.” He stared at me, his amber eyes burning through the blue fluorescence. His lips formed a grin, as he kissed me, licking the top of my mouth with his tongue.
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he teased. Morel lifted me from him, grunting as he did so. He stood, his wet cock level to my face. I stared up at him, licking the tip as he groaned, his hand clenched into a fist, the knuckles white. “Easy,” he purred. He made eye contact with me as I leaned forward, on myknees and let my mouth glide down him, tasting the mixture of our pleasure. His fingers weaved through my hair, watching me devour him.
He enjoyed the feel of my mouth for a few minutes, his hand gently moving my head back as he fell from my lips, my saliva dripping from his cock. He ran his hand along my face as he stepped around me, gripping my neck as he kneeled behind me. My king, kneeling for me. “Allow me to show you the same kindness, my queen,” he whispered into my ear, his canines piercing my lobe. My chest rose, inhaling sharply as he squeezed my neck, his free hand wasting no time as it slithered to my center, rubbing it gently, his cock pressed hard against my backside. Without warning, he pushed his fingers inside, thrusting slowly. He was teasing me, knowing how much I enjoyed the way he handled me.
“Morel,” I growled, my excitement quickly growing.
“Shhh.” He moved his hand over my mouth, silencing my words as his fingers moved faster, carrying my elation with their speed. My hands gripped his arm as he pushed against my mouth, muffling my moans. I leaned further into him, my spine screaming in pain as I failed to fight back my pleasure. I came, my wetness soaking his fingers as he continued, his speed increasing, leading me deeper into desire. My heart felt as though it may burst from my chest as I screamed beneath his hand, the taste of his blood on my tongue. “That’s a good girl,” he breathed against my face, panting as he enjoyed my orgasm as much as I did. “Now…” He pulled his fingers from inside, releasing my mouth. I gasped, my body throbbing and sensitive. “Get on your hands and knees,” he growled, his voice filled with hunger. “It’s my turn.”
“Make me,” I provoked him, looking over my shoulder. Morel grinned, grabbing the back of my neck as he forced me onto my hands and knees. He licked my ear, his words hot against myskin as he spoke, his voice filled with possessiveness. “I better hear you—every moan, every scream, every gasping breath as I fuck you. You aremywife, and I want the entire kingdom to know.” As the sentence hit my ears, he pushed himself deep inside me with brutal force, leaning back as he gripped my backside. I screamed out, still sensitive and bathing in my excitement. “That’s right.” He pulled back, leaving just the tip. “I want to hear you.”
Morel pushed back inside me, immediately quickening his pace as he did what I asked and held nothing back. He rammed into me, the sound of his grunts and moans mixing with my own as my nails dug into the cold snow. It wasn’t long before I began to experience a new wave of excitement, unable to fight or force it back. “Please,” I cried, feeling myself nearing the edge, “Don’t stop. Bathe me in your darkness, my king. I am yours.”
Morel quickened his pace, moaning as we both came hard, our screams filling the night. My heart felt as though it was rupturing, the sex only strengthening our tied souls.
The warmth of his pleasure filled me, dripping down my folds as he slowed, eventually coming to a halt, remaining inside me. We were both breathing hard, snow melting on our skin. Morel slapped my backside. I whipped my head back, my hair wet from the snow and sweat, sticking to my skin as I looked up at him. “Excuse me!” I snapped playfully.
He raised his brow, twisting my hair in his hand, yanking it as he pulled me back, my back resting against his chest. “Careful, my queen. Your little attitude might just get you into trouble one of these days.” He pinched my nipple, watching as I gasped, enjoying the sensation. “Besides, we both know you like it rough.” I smiled back at him, squeezing my center around his cock, his body immediately reacting, a moan filling his throat.
“And I know exactly what you like, my king.” His hand released my nipple, gripping my neck. “Shall I bend you backover and fuck you again? Or have you had enough for one night?”
I grabbed his arm, squeezing once more. “Whatever my king desires.”
Morel growled, pushing me forward, his cock hardening inside me. “I’m going to wear you out, wolfsbane.”
I glanced back at him, grinning as I teased him. “I’d like to see you try.”
NINETEEN
AGARIC
“What news?”I asked the servant as they approached the dining table, carrying a gold tray with a single letter. I dropped my utensils, noting the black wax seal.Morel. I shot from the chair, rushing to the servant, snatching the letter. “Out,” I commanded, my eyes glaring at the pressed moth and night sky of the seal. The servant stared at me, his eyes wide. “Did I stutter? Out!” I screamed. The young boy fled from the room, trembling in fear.
My fingers wasted no time, breaking the seal, unfolding the parchment. I scanned the handwritten letter, reading the words of my brother’s writing in his voice.
By the time that you receive this letter, you will have realized that despite your failed attempts, I have been happily reunited with my love. She remembers everything, as do I.
You may be sitting there, reading this. thinking that your biggest mistake was allowing me to live, but you are wrong.
The biggest mistake you have made, Agaric, was casting me from Dryade the day our mother died as I spent everyday since planning my revenge, dreaming of your downfall. You have made an enemy of not only your brother, but his queen. With Hesper by my side, there is nothing you can do to change your fate.
Prepare for darkness, big brother. We are coming for you.