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8. A Lost Queen. Kane.

She sat in one of my tan tunics, drinking small sips of wine as she laughed at the most mundane things. But it was breathtaking to see her so undone, so very different from the poised princess she showed everyone else. Her hair was a mess falling from her bun, and the small stain of wine on her lip was mesmerizing.

She was so carefree right now, as if this should be her in her natural state. She laughed loudly, and I did as well from her story about the gifts I sent. She was funnier than I thought, and the idea of her burying a hundred dildos was hilarious.

What did you do with the butt plugs, I asked, and her face reddened as she began to laugh louder. The melodic sound filled my room perfectly and burned into my mind. She giggled as she sloshed her wine on the bed.

She said nervously as she tried to wipe it off, but I did not care because her smile was too bright to smother. I caught her hand and brought it to my lips to kiss, but the mask always got in the way. Do not be.

I wish only to see you smile, I said as I rolled her palm upwards so I could kiss it. Her face burned a deep shade of red, and I took the wine glass away from her to set it on the high stand. I don't know what to say to that.

Ah, her face burned a deep shade of red, and I took the wine glass away from her to set it on the night stand, she whispered, and I pulled the rope by the four-poster bed to draw all the curtains and darken the space around us. I could not see, nor could she, which was a blessing and a curse. It allowed me to pull down my mask to kiss over her palm up to her neck.

The smell will haunt me, I thought as I took a large appreciative breath, and now I knew that things were never going to be the same again after what I did for her. She moved into my space, and her sitting on my lap was enough to make any man feel like a god. Are you sober enough to know what you want? I asked as I licked up her neck, but she did not speak.

Only moans left her perfect lips. She murmured, and I breathed again as she straddled me. Her hands ran down my dark wings, and the soft touch was heaven, making my dick stir.

She whispered seductively against my lips, and we were both tight from anticipation. The tension between us was too much to bear, when every touch was like a drug I had never tasted. It was never enough, and I wanted more.

She slowly lifted her shirt up over her wings, and I would give anything to see her naked frame. I unhurriedly traced over her body with my hands to help imagine them, and she moaned as I kissed and sucked her neck. I removed my clothes, and she gasped from feeling my suddenly naked body, but she slid her hand slowly down my chest to take my length in her hand.

Marilyn, I want to know every inch of you, I said huskily, as I ran my tongue down and up her neck, and I had to avoid the binder under her bust, or I would become angry. I did not want to feel that right now. She rolled us so she was on her back, and I helped her pull her underwear off.

I could hear every labored breath as she trembled under my body. I promise it will only hurt for a moment, I whispered against her lips. She said as she pulled me closer, how could she be fine, I thought, as I placed myself at her wet entrance, and her small hands grabbed onto my wings as she slid lower down so I could push into her firmly.

She cried out, and I kissed her bottom lip as her tightness brought me extreme pleasure. Bigger, I asked, as she placed her hand on my chest to stop me from pushing deeper. She groaned as she clutched my chest.

I felt terrible for causing her pain, but her words stroked my ego as her tightness only pleasured me. Knowing you used them brings me deep satisfaction, I admitted, as I swirled my tongue down her chest, and it took all my strength not to push all the way into her. She was shaking, and I worried this was too much for her.

I should have made her come first. I was hasty. I pulled out of her quickly, and sank between her legs to the place I ate to taste.

I had to avoid feeling the binder again because my anger would be too much to continue. She cried as her fingers dug and clawed in my hair. She was so wet already, but I needed her undone.

Her back lifted off the bed, pushing her sweetness against my face as she ground against me. I could eat her every hour of every day and never get enough. When I rolled her over, she gasped as she sat on my face.

Fuck. I wished to see her eyes, just her eyes. Ride my face, I commanded, and she moaned louder as she groaned down onto my mouth harder than I expected.

Most women hover, yet she really sat on me. But it was not enough. I grabbed her ass tightly, helping her move harder, and soon she cried in the most beautiful ecstasy.

She screamed out, and just as she began to shake harder, she pushed back down my body and sunk down onto me quickly. Fuck, I exclaimed, because the way she pulsed was too much, and I did not expect it. Her hands gripped my chest so tightly that her long nails dug into my skin as she writhed onto me.

I was going to come quickly, and how long it had been, and I was already on edge. She was tight, so damn tight. I moved up into her as her hair fell around me, tickling my cheek, and I wished I could see her beautiful face.

I gripped her small back as she rode me, and her breasts bounced right in my face. I leaned up and claimed the nub, making her cry out. Then I felt the metal under my hand from her binder, but her walls tightened again to the point I had reached my limit, pushing any anger I would have had from my mind.

Marilyn, you feel like a sin. I groaned out as my climax broke, but she did not stop moving on me. She cried out louder, then fell to my chest, breathing raggedly.

This pleasure was indescribable and soul-crushing in the most magnificent way. If I never felt this ecstasy again, it would drive me crazy, the state she had me in could ruin me, but I wanted to be destroyed by her. She whispered into my chest, and her words burned me, but I understood that she was terrified.

I will always keep you safe, I said softly, as I kissed her forehead, and she slowly traced around my chest with her small hand. This was what I waited for, for so long, to feel her wholly, touch her as much as I wished. She had given me a new form of pleasure.

I know I will only feel, when wrapped around her, this was different from anything I had ever felt before. She whispered, and I had to agree with her since we both know she would never be able to stay the night, but there was always tomorrow. When she leaned up from the bed, I pulled her back to me.

Just a moment longer. I'm not ready. I groaned, and she surprised me by crawling on top of me.

She stated, and I breathed in our mixed sweat. It was pure, sensual arousal. Nothing will compare to it.

Then do not let other people smell you, I said playfully, as I ran my hand under her white wings to touch her soft back. One day these wings will bear the proof that she is mine, I thought, before I could stop it, and it shocked me to feel so possessive over one woman. She laughed lightly and kissed my lips as if she were savoring me, then slowly ran her hands over my chin, pulling me from my weird spiral, she asked, and my back flexed from the anxiety her words gave me.

This action, the action made me wince now that I was not being pleasured, and the wounds on my back ached, the wounds you would be feeling inflicted by Ivan. Not unless the woman Not unless the woman is found, I stated. She shifted on me to rub my face slowly, her whole body now draped over mine, she asked, and I clutched her tighter to me to bury my face into her neck.

No, I am very handsome, I stated as she ran her hands through my short russet hair. She joked, as she kissed my nose and then went to move away again, she asked, and it was regrettable that she left my side. Yes, I stated as I waved her hand over my body so I was dressed again, then I pulled up my mask before opening the curtains to let the light in.

When her naked body came into view, I groaned loudly in appreciation, making her chuckle. She was perfect beyond measure. I moved to pull her back to me, but she stood quickly to get her dress back on.

Her slipping through my fingers was irritating, but she seemed pleased to tease me. She joked, and I shifted up on my arm to look at her small, tight ass as she bent over. Stunning, gorgeous, or radiant, those are better words to describe you, I stated, as she turned to look at me as if she was stunned.

Her wide eyes and fluster were a temptation, and the more she dressed, the more unhappy I became. Fuck, I wish to see her breasts. She stated, and it made me chuckle.

Well, she is not wrong. I treated her poorly for a long time, but right now she must be teasing me because she could have dressed much faster. I fear my heart is turning softer the longer I see you, I admitted.

She suddenly turned to throw herself back into my arms. I was shocked by her sudden hold, but I did not want to let go. I was not ready.

She whispered before moving away from me, and her words were unsettling. She still thinks she will marry the king. You will always be mine, I vowed as I got out of the bed to pull her back into my arms.

She commanded softly. As her hand froze on the door and I could see her reddened face, she said firmly, and then she walked out my door. I was too tongue-tied to say anything, and suddenly her calling me knight was bothersome, not alluring, like before.