Page 32 of Surrender

He stopped and she let out a sigh then gasped when he fastened his mouth on her nipple again. He raked it with his teeth, sucked hard. Kylar slid down the length of her body, tracing a path with his hot tongue. Down her stomach, drawing closer and closer to her core.

When his tongue flicked over her throbbing clitoris, she screamed and buried her hands in his hair. He lifted his head and seized her wrists. “If you must move your hands, put them to good use,” he growled.

Kylar rose over her and guided her hands to his rigid shaft. Hesitantly, she wrapped her palm around it. Silky smooth over an iron core. So hot. So big around, her fingers barely touched.

He covered her hand with his, slid it up and down the shaft. She ran the thumb of her other hand over the tip and was rewarded by a groan.I can draw sounds of pleasure from him, too.The knowledge spurred her on. She grew bold. Traced the veins that stood out under his skin. Circled the ridge where the head met the rigid shaft.

He held himself in check and let her explore. But when she reached down to cup the sac at the base, he pulled her hand away. “A man can only take so much,” he murmured. “I have other plans for tonight.”

Taking his cock in his hand, he rubbed it over her dripping slit, coated it with her slick juices. He pumped his hips and the head slid in. Filling her. Stretching her tight opening.

“Tell me you want me.”

It was too big. Too long. She could never take it all in. Talia panicked. She squirmed and twisted, trying to get away.

“Sssh. I promise I won’t give you any more than you want. Do you trust me?”

His voice was low. His eyes warm. “Yes,” she whispered.

Kylar covered her body with his and captured her lips. Softly. Gently. Lost in the sensuous kiss, Talia forgot her fear of the thick shaft between her legs, the hot hard head inside her.

His lips urged hers to open. She reveled in strange and wonderful sensations as he explored her mouth. His tongue swirled and darted around hers as he taught her the intricate dance. She pressed her body up against his, so caught up in the thrill of it all, she hardly realized his hips were rocking back and forth, sending his cock deeper as he deepened the kiss.

Talia gave a low moan and wrapped her arms around his neck. He claimed her fully then, with one powerful thrust. Her eyes flew open and she sank her nails into his back. He grabbed the twin cheeks of her ass with both hands and drew her to him, grinding his hips against her clit with every stroke.

This time there was no slow buildup. Talia dug her heels in and met his thrusts, mindless and frantic. The climax hit her like a hurricane, swept her away in a raging torrent.

Kylar’s body quivered, as though he’d been holding back. With a hoarse cry, he rammed himself in. His cock pulsed as he filled her with his seed. The sound and the feel of his climax sent her soaring over the edge again, with him deep inside her. Holding her so close, she couldn’t tell where she left off and he began.

Chapter Twenty-Two

“I bet I can bring you to gratification again.”

His voice was low and seductive, with a hint of teasing. She stroked his head resting on her chest. “Oh no. I’ve learned not to bet against you.” Then she giggled. “On second thought, I’d be a fool not to take that bet. Even when I lose, I win.”

Kylar rolled onto his side, idly traced a circle around her nipple with one finger. “I think you should know my father has plans for us. He’s like an old nana, singing your praises one minute while clutching his heart dramatically the next, reminding me he’s not long for this world and he’d like to hold the next king in his arms before he draws his last breath.”

He gave her an impish grin. “I offered to climb onto his lap and let him hug me. The old man sent me on my way with a smack to the back of my head and a string of colorful curses.” He shook his head. “He’s getting crotchety in his old age. Still, he is the king and I dare not disobey him.”

Bending his head, he took the nipple in his mouth, teased it into a hard nub. “By the way, I noticed you painted these nipples. Shameless hussy.”

“Your sister told me about the custom.” Her brow wrinkled. “Was I too bold?”

He frowned. “Definitely. If you do that again, such wicked behavior will earn you another spanking.”

“Oooh!” She nestled against him and shivered. “What other behavior warrants a spanking? You’d better give me a list so I know what not to do in the future.”

“Coming to a formal banquet with those hard nipples poking out under the thin silk of your gown. Coming to dinner with your nipples covered up so completely I can’t see them at all, and I have to spend the entire meal imagining what I’ll do to get them hard again. Stroking my cock like you did while cupping my balls in your hand. Not stroking my cock.”

He paused. “Putting your life in danger. For any reason, including saving the kingdom. That will earn you a real spanking. As will defying me in public. I am not only your future sovereign, I’m the head of our household.”

“Our household?” She drew back.

“You’re mine now. We belong to each other.” The teasing tone had disappeared. “But know this. You can give me your opinions, discuss whatever you want. Privately. I’ll listen. We’ll talk. But the final decision is mine. And you will never, ever challenge me in public again, the way you did the other day. Or I swear I’ll yank you over my lap in front of warriors and wenches alike, bare your sweet ass, and paddle you until you beg for mercy.”

He lifted her chin and forced her to meet his eyes. “I love you, Talia Anderson. I love your strength, your caring. I love the tender side you never knew you had until you came here.”

She stared at him, surprised.

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