Addan growled. His hips bucked beneath me and I squealed, nearly falling off. Oh, hell yeah. I was riding him like a cowgirl now.
His hands might be bound, but his lower body wasn’t. Shifting his legs, he set his feet upon the bed, then bent his knees.
That shift alone had him sinking impossibly deeper inside me.
Then he rocked up.
Setting my hands upon his glorious chest, I began to ride him.
Up. Down. Closing my eyes and sinking into the pleasure.
But it wasn’t enough. I could come perhaps if I played with my clit. Maybe I wasn’t fit enough for this because my quads began to burn.
Frustration and need combined. I looked to him. Stoic yet loving the way he filled me.
I didn’t want sex like this. I didn’t want Addan bound and at my mercy.
I wanted to be at his.
I was the female here. The one in charge.
Which meant I could give up control. Let Addan take the lead like he had from our very first encounter.
Yes. Yes. The idea of that had my pussy dripping.
Reaching up, I loosened the knot about his wrists, then freed him.
“I need you. I want you to take control.”
He jackknifed up to sitting while still buried deep inside.
We both hissed at the feel.
“You want me to take over? To fuck you?”
I nodded.
“You wish to submit?” For any noble female to submit to her mate was unusual. Rare. But for a queen?
“I might be your queen, and you, and the entire planet, might be mine to command. But I need to feel like you want me, Addan.” I didn’t know how to explain the longing that was like an ache behind my ribs, the need to belong to him. To have him show me what I meant to him, not with words or deference to a queen, with hungry lips. Greedy hands. A hard cock thrusting into my body like he’d die if he had to stop.
I looked up into his intense blue eyes and bared my soul. “I want to feel like you’ll die if you can’t touch me. When we’re alone, I don’t want to be in charge. I don’t want to be your queen. I want to be--.”
“Mine.” Addan lifted one hand to the back of my head and buried his fist in my hair, tilting my head up so his lips hovered over mine. He held me there, unable to move. At his mercy. “Mine to fuck. Mine to pleasure. Mine to protect.”
“Yes.” My pussy clenched. I arched my back, grinding my clit against his hard abs. The whimper that left my throat was the fucking opposite of royal. There was nothing controlled or elegant about me right now.
“The ultimate bond,” he whispered as his free hand–finally–settled on my skin, palm flat across my lower back as he pulled me as close as I could get. Until I felt like we were one and the same. One body. One heart. Then he kissed the hell out of me.
Addan
She wantedme to take control.
I would do that. And immediately.
Putting my arm about her waist, I flipped us so I was on top. Then I took hold of her knee, pushed her leg up and back and fucked her good and hard.
“Yes!” she cried.
