Page 48 of Defying the Crown
Harald's fingers inside me feel so good, but I want more. I need more. I can't get enough of him. I look into his deep blue eyes, my own reflecting the same desire and need that I know must be written all over my face.
"Harry," I pant, my voice hoarse with lust. "I-I want... God, I want you so bad."
He stares at me for a moment, his eyes searching mine as if he's trying to read my thoughts, gauge my sincerity. Then, as if he's made up his mind about something, he leans in and captures my lips once more in a searing kiss that leaves me breathless. His fingers withdraw from me all too soon, but before I can even think to protest, he's scooping me up in his strong arms and pressing me against the cold tiled wall of the shower stall. The contrast between the cool wall and our heated bodies only serves to heighten my arousal further.
"Are you sure about this?" he asks again, his voice low and rough with desire.
"Yes," I moan back desperately, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him closer still. "Please, Harry... I need you."
He doesn't say another word but instead reaches for the bottle of lube perched on the ledge nearby. Slicking up both himself and me in practiced motions that send shivers down my spine, he positions himself at my entrance. Our eyes lock as he begins to push forward - slow at first - stretching me open around his thick girth until we are connected in the most intimate way possible.
As Harald's thick length begins to push inside me, I feel a rush of emotions I'd never experienced before. Heat and pleasure courses through my veins, but it's more than justthe physical sensation of our bodies joining together. It's the way he looks at me, as if I'm the only person in the world that matters to him in that moment. The way his hands grip my hips so gently, as if I might break under his touch but at the same time, as if he can't get close enough.
He fills me completely, stretching me in ways Alex never had - both physically and emotionally. With each slow thrust, I feel myself opening up to him in ways I never thought possible. This was different from anything I'd ever known before; this was real and raw and messy and perfect all at once.
"God, Daniel" he pants against my neck as he starts to move inside me with a slow, deliberate rhythm that has my toes curling into his back. "You feel so good... so damn good."
His words sends shivers throughout me and straight to my core and I feel my hole opening up for him, spurring him on even more. His hips picked up speed ever so slightly until we were moving together like two halves of a whole - our breaths mingling together in the steamy air between us. The sound of our bodies slapping against each other echoed off the tiled walls of the shower stall around us but all I could focus on was him... on us... on this moment suspended in time where nothing else mattered but us finally being together after what felt like an eternity of waiting.
"Harry," I moaned out his name like a prayer on shaky exhale as wave after wave of pleasure began crashing over me like ocean waves against a rocky shore line - relentless yet oh so sweetly agonizing at once.
"Please Harry," I beg breathlessly against his ear as he continues to move inside me at that same steady, maddening pace. "I need... I need it harder."
He groans at my words and kisses along my jawline making me writhe, even as he plunges deeper into me, stretching me open more and more.
"I've got you Daniel," he murmurs back reassuringly, even as he obliges my pleas by increasing his speed just a fraction - enough to send sparks shooting through every nerve ending in my body like fireworks exploding across a night sky on the fourth of July.
"Oh God Harry!" I cry out involuntarily as he hits that sweet spot deep inside me dead on with each perfectly aimed thrust of his hips against mine. Pleasure and pain blend together until they become indistinguishable from one another and all I can focus on is the feeling of him moving within me so perfectly.
"Yes Daniel, yes," Harald pants into the shell of my ear before trailing open-mouthed kisses down the column of my neck in between thrusts. "You're so hot and tight, you're doing so good..."
His praise sends a surge of masculine pride racing through me along with the overwhelming pleasure building at my core until I can feel myself coming closer and closer to that inevitable edge of ecstasy... but something about his words also sends a fresh wave of arousal coursing through me like molten lava and suddenly I find myself bucking up to meet him thrust for thrust.
"Harry!" I cry out sharply at the intensity of sensation overwhelming my entire being. My head thunks back against the cool tiles behind us as my eyes flutter closed and I arch into him completely - offering myself up fully to whatever he wants from me in this moment.
"I've got you!" Harald's voice cuts through my haze of lust as he tightens his grip on my hips, holding me steady while he drives us both relentlessly towards the edge of ecstasy. "Come for me... let go..."
His command sends me over the edge, and I cry out Harald's name over and over again, my voice a primal, impassioned prayer as we hurtle together into the abyss of orgasmic bliss. My hands are free to grasp at anything to anchor myself as I surrender completely to him and the intense pleasure that crashes over me in endless waves, like a tidal wave engulfing every fiber of my being.
Harald's thick cock doesn't falter as he continues to pound into me through my climax, and I can feel his hot seed spurting deep inside me as he moans out his own release. His powerful thrusts send me over the edge once more, and I spill myself onto our stomachs, our combined essences mingling together in a sticky mess that serves as a testament to our shared passion.
"Oh fuck, Daniel," he gasps against my sweat-soaked skin. His voice is thick with emotion and post-orgasmic bliss as he presses feverish kisses along my face before claiming my mouth in a deep, possessive kiss. Our tongues dance together in a sensual tango that echoes the raw passion we just shared.
"That was... unbelievable..." he pants against my lips when we finally break apart for air, his words barely audible above the still-running shower spray cascading around us both.
But I hear them loud and clear even as my heart swells with emotion at their sincerity... and know without a doubt that they are true.
"It was..." I answer back softly - smiling up at him from beneath lowered lashes and cupping his stubbled jaw affectionately between my palms. "It's never felt like that before with anyone."
His eyes darken at those words and suddenly Harald is kissing me again deeply - passionately pouring all of his own emotions into each press of our mouths together until we're both left breathless once more...
But this time it has nothing to do with sex and everything to do with how much we mean to one another on a fundamental level of human connection. And somehow that means even more than any physical act could possibly convey between us.
Chapter 19
Daniel
The bathroom is filled with steam as Harald reaches past me to turn off the shower. He grabs one of the ridiculously fluffy hotel towels, but instead of drying himself, he wraps it around me first. The gesture is so tender it makes my chest ache.
