“Everything that you’re willing to give.”
Keane let’s out one of the sexiest moans I’ve ever heard and drops his head back against the sheets. I smirk and begin working on thewaistband of his pants, undoing the single button before slowly tugging the fabric down his hips. His hard cock springs free, the length of it hot and pulsing and ready for a release that I have every intention to give him. This man, who has brought me so much pleasure,so much fire, will feel the same from me.
I wrap my hand around the base of his cock with a moan of my own, always marveling at how my fingers are barely able to grasp him. Keane groans at the touch and archs his hips in response, his eyes darting from my hand to my naked breasts and back to my face, unable to decide on where to settle. I chuckle at his battling gaze and give him a firm tug, watching as a bead of wetness greets me in response.
“I’m going to take this,” I lean down with my tongue, loving the way his lips part on a heavy exhale, “all of it. Whether between my legs or down my throat, this desire belongs to me.”
“Ancients,Alexis,” he groans, hips shifting under me as his hands find my hair. He buries his fists at the sides of my head but doesn’t take control. His indecisive gaze finally lands on my lips as he watches my tongue slide down the full length of him before his cock disappears in my mouth.
I take him deep, sucking until my lips greet my hand at his base. Keane’s own grip tightens in my hair but doesn’t direct any of my movements, his browns eyes just staring fixatedly on my lips as I suck all the way back up to the tip. I release him with a sensual grin and a few pumps of my hand, loving the way he swears under his breath. I take him again and keep my eyes on his, my tongue sliding down his shaft slowly until I surround the full of him with the hot heat of my mouth.
I move then.
I find a rhythm that is all sorts of debauchery and wicked sounds, my hand pumping where my lips can’t take. Keane closes his eyes on a groan and thrusts with every one of my movements, his hands in my hair becoming possessive as he caresses and pulls each time my lips move down his length. I take him swiftly and without any hesitation, feeling my own body as it starts riding his thighs in tandem with my lips. Keane’s cock pulses in my mouth with every stroke of my tongue, his thrusts becoming more insistent until I feel him coming undone.
“Fuck, Alexis, I’m going to come,” he lets out a ragged breath.
I moan and grip his cock tighter, his words spurning me to take him even deeper. When Keane thrusts again I relax my throat and take him as far as I can go, the corners of my eyes prickling with tears as my hand continues to pump the base of his cock. My name falls from his lips like a prayer and a curse, his eyes opening again as he watches his length disappear. In and out he keeps that intense stare on every single one of my movements, marveling at every wicked thing my mouth and hand is doing until his release shatters. His hands tighten in my hair and force me to take every drop of his climax, urging me to lap him down until no release remains.
“Fucking Ancients, Alexis,” he shakes his head, eyes landing on mine with such approval that I can’t help but smirk. He lets out a satisfying groan just as I take him out of my mouth, his hands dropping swiftly beneath my arms until he’s lifting me up to his chest. I land on top of him and feel his palms raking down the sides of my body, the two of us laying with eachother as we try to regain our heavy breathing.
“I will make you mine,” he states confidently.
I tilt my head into the crook of his neck, feeling how hard his heart beats against mine. There’s no denying the meaning in that statement, and I know now, from the deepest parts of my soul, that Keane is not just referencing the Shadow Oak when he says those words.
The thought makes me shiver.
The Prince pulls me closer to him and brings one hand to the back of my neck, stealing a kiss without hesitation. His lips part mine as I kiss him back for all I’m worth, taking what I know will be mine as well.
“This dress is properly finished,” I grin against his lips, feeling his greedy hands moving under the fabric. I pull away and look down at the disheveled gown that is pulled in every which direction, truly feeling no loss for how well it’s been used.
“I’ll buy you new ones,” Keane presses his lips into my neck, “I’ll hire the Warrior girl to fill up a full armoire for you because apparently she knows your body just as much as I do.”
“Gail,” I laugh, “she works wonders.”
“She does.”
Keane archs his hips into mine and pulls me back in for another kiss. His tongue is demanding,fierce, and pushes into my mouth as his hand fists my hair in a tight embrace. I let him take hold and settle into his body, my own hips rocking along his length as it starts to harden with ease.
Ancients,that shouldn’t be possible.
I lean up breathless and let both of my hands fall to the side of his head as I look down to his now hard cock. Keane follows my gaze and gives me a small smirk, his hips thrusting up again to prove the thought wrong.
“You know her,” I bite my lip, battling the desire to keep this night going until we both pass out.
“I know of her,” he nods, hand skimming up my spine.
“Thank you for giving her a chance in the castle.”
“There is nothing to thank,” he brushes his hand back down, “her mother was one of Gaumond’s best. It was an easy decision to make when the ladies presented the arrangement to me, and now I’m thinking it was one of the better decisions I’ve ever made.”
I laugh and catch his gaze, “she’ll be booked until fall now. I doubt she’ll have the time to spare.”
“Then I’ll buy her out,” Keane grins, hand cupping my ass and giving it a firm squeeze, “I’ve been wanting a change in my own wardrobe as well.”
I gasp at the implication. That would be huge for Gail.
I stare at him in silence and then remember the bath I called earlier.
