Page 50 of Whispers Beneath the Deep
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Too late, I realized he was whispering those words across the surface of my skin.
“Mine.” He nipped my collarbone. “Mine.” His tongue traced across the edge of my nipple. I cried out, digging my nails into his shoulders at the sensation that spiraled through me like a violent tide.“Mine.”His mouth closed over my nipple and I bucked against his body, tail curling around his to keep us close.
The heat of his member slid across my stomach, down to my opening. I craved that friction I was now familiar with. Wanted him desperately. I angled my hips, tail tugging him closer until I could feel his tip shy at my entrance. I moved upwards, and he slid in. The length of him stretched me slowly, filling my body and making me cry out almost immediately. The feeling, everything, it was just too much.
He entered me to the hilt, sliding my body across the floor.
I felt too full that my next breath caught in my throat as I clenched around him, needing that movement of our bodies.
“Mine.” He thrust against me and I cried out. His taloned hands grabbed my wrists, his grip firm yet gentle, as he rose them above my head and pinned me to the floor. “Mine.” He thrust again and I gave into the pleasure, moaning and crying out in a voice that sounded far away and too foreign to be my own.
“Kai,” I whispered, pulling at the hands he held locked in place. I wanted to touch him. But he was claiming me, body and soul. I was shackled to him, in every single way now. This was a mistake, but gods, it was a beautiful one. I was selfish. I wanted to have all of him, even if he wasn’t even mine.
“Mine.”
My thoughts flew as he growled this out. Each thrust was accompanied by a contradiction of my thoughts and reality. Like he knew what was in my mind, and he could banish it completely with this rough movement of his body.
“You aremine, Princess. My gem. My love. My life.” Each thrust was a promise. Promises I wanted him to keep. “You don’t have to love me yet…” My body exploded into one enormous wave of sensation. It dragged me under, sinking me into an abyss where I found nothing but pleasure. Once I came up from that wave, it was to realize he was still inside me, still moving, and still promising. “…but I know that someday you will.”
He followed me into that chasm of pleasure and pain, darkness and light. Only, Kai did not follow me back up. His body slumped onto mine, breathing in little rapid pants. We stayed like that but a moment. His hands had eased their grip, falling to my sides.
“Kai?”
He didn’t stir.
It was a struggle to slip from under him and sit up. I pressed a hand to his forehead. He was feverish in a way that had nothing to do with what had just happened between us and everything to do with sickness.
I panicked, lifting him up with difficulty and lying him on his back on the floor. His body floated up a few inches from the ground, but he remained steady.
His brows pulled together and he tossed feverishly. He’d fainted. Prince Kai had fainted.
What he needed was rest and medicine.
Body still tingling, I got up and looked around. My dress was in tatters. I couldn’t leave his room wearing nothing at all, so I bounded over to his closet and peeked inside. There were many kimonos, and traditional dress clothes from Draconi. I pulled one out at random and slipped it on. It was robe similar to the one he wore and I didn’t know the proper way to tie the sash around my waist so I went with a regular bow.
The clothes fit me largely, sliding down my body. I held them in place with tightened fingers and swam back out into the room. Prince Kai still turned a bit restlessly. I hated to leave him after what we’d just shared, but his advisors needed to give him medicine, assuming the medics had left some behind.
Slowly, I opened the door. In the hallway, only his advisors remained. My face heated with mortification as Ichiro and Lee floated like sentinels before the door. They took me in, my floating tendrils of hair, and the robes I now wore. I hadn’t thought about the fall out of our actions, but surely the guards had swam to tell Captain Saber, or worse yet, the queen, what had happened between us.
Ichiro looked at me with narrowed eyes. “I sent your guards away,” he said finally as if he’d read the panic in my eyes. “So they would not comment upon your indiscretions.” There was judgment laced on his every feature.
The judgment annoyed me. “Your Emperor has concubines,” I reminded him unkindly.
He sniffed once. “Yes. Do not think I worry for our prince’s reputation. Our laws of marriage are much… freer… than those in Thalassar.”
Lee looked as equally disdainful as his companion. “It is your reputation that risks being tarnished. We cannot have any mistakes or slights in the eyes of Queen Circe. Draconi needs an alliance.”
My heart thundered. If Queen Circe discovered what had happened here, would she be capable of cancelling the marriage contract with Draconi? Would it be justified, considering I wasn’t really the princess? They didn’t know that, and still, my blood ran cold.
“Hurry to your rooms and change,” Ichiro ordered. “We will not speak of this again.”
Cleansed and changed,I ventured back out to the hallways of the palace. Being cooped up in the princess’ rooms didn’t help my mental state at all. All I could think about was Prince Kai, his injury, and the Black Blade.
