Page 179 of The Kingdom of Eternal Ice
“Wait, the kingdom of the Everlasting Desert has connections to the fairy kingdom?”
“King Naseem used to,” Shayan explains. “But, he burned a lot of his bridges.”
Now it makes sense why his arm looks so out of this word. I inspect it closer, stumbling over a well hidden little flap I can open, with a button beneath it.
“What if I press this button here?”
Shayan furrows his brows. “You do that, and I swear, I will put you over my knee and spank you.”
“Is that so?” I grin. “You are threatening the wrong guy. I grew up in one of the mountain villages. My dad’s been swinging the belt a lot.”
Shayan narrows his eyes. “Don’t challenge me.”
“Is that a promise or a threat?”
When he groans, I smirk, happy to have found my confidence again. I lean forward a bit. “Maybe another time.”
“Maybe,” Shayan says, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me into a kiss. He doesn’t seem to have any questions or doubts and goes into action immediately. Another thing that is incredibly hot about him. His calm and stoic confidence is contagious, and I completely forget to be nervous the moment I find myself naked in his bed.
I have never been so close to another person before, and the fact that it’s my mate makes it even better. My friends always make fun of my overconfidence and how I just go with the flow, but this time it’s really coming to my advantage.
Shayan’s bionic hand and his real hand trace my skin, a stark contrast to each other. One warm to the touch, one cool, and it’s driving me crazy. Shayan knows what he is doing, tracing my abs with his tongue.
Orion goes crazy in mind.It’s happening! We are not dying a virgin!
Shayan uses a rose-scented oil to slick up his fingers. For a second, I wonder what he is doing, when suddenly he wraps his hands around the shaft of my cock and starts pumping me.
“Fuck,” my head shoots up. “This feels amazing.”
“It will only get better,” Shayan promises.
He is not wrong because his hands work their magic on my cock, my erection growing to a point where I feel the pressure pooling at my lower abdomen. Before I can come, though, Shayan stops. His hands move over my legs, massaging the inner side of my upper thighs before his slick fingers make their way over my crack to my hole.
He takes his time with preparing me, adding one finger after another. When he is three fingers deep inside me, my body is brimming with want and my erection almost painfully hard. Shayan lifts me by my hips slightly and starts pushing into me. He goes almost excruciatingly slow, giving me time to adapt.
I reach out my hand, grabbing his arm and pulling him closer towards me, forcing him to move faster.
“I want this to be good for you, too.”
“What makes you think it isn’t good for me?” he asks breathlessly. “You are the best thing that happened to me in a long time, Tynan.”
“Say it again,” I beg, wrapping my arms around him.
“You are the best thing-”
“No, my name,” I say, feeling a bit flustered. “It sounds good to hear it from you.”
“Who knew you would be that sentimental?” Shayan says with amusement, kissing me softly. “And romantic. And adorable.” He moves his hand over my upper body. “Tynan,” he says, starting to rock his hips forward.
I gasp at the suddenness of his movements, feeling how his erection stretches me open with every snap of his hips. Soon the slight burn passes, and I’m engulfed by the intensity of what I feel. Shayan is all around me, his scent, his touch engulfs me completely while he fills me up from inside as well.
One of his hands moves to my cock, stroking it back to its full hardness. This is so intense that my head starts spinning. I cling onto my man just to feel myself more grounded.
Orion uses this moment of weakness to push forward. “My handsome mate,” he growls.
Shayan’s lips curl into a smirk while he uses his thumb to brush over the tip of my cock. “Oh, the wolf graces us with his presence,” he teases. “Orion was it?”
Orion is speechless. He probably thought he would march out there and take control, but Shayan is too good at keeping control, and we enjoy it way too much. Orion gets mushy under his skillful hands. “I want to mark you,” he says.
