“Stop!” I panted. “I don't want to come yet.”
Cyn drew off my cock, laving me with his tongue as he went, then moved between my legs. “As you wish,” he growled and grabbed my hips.
With a firm yank, he had me flat on my back. The pillows tumbled to either side as I set my legs on his shoulders, drawing my ass up for him. The King's fiery stare went down to my glistening cock, then lower. I pulled my legs back by the knees, off his shoulders, to show him where I wanted him.
“That's it,” Cyn growled as his hand went to the spot. “Open yourself to me.”
I sighed to feel his fingers, still slick with oil, rub my clenching hole. “Fuck me,” I begged.
“Oh, I will, my Ru. But first, I want you ready to take all of me.” He slipped a finger into me.
“Oh, God!” I cried and wiggled upon him. “More!”
“More?” Cyn's voice dropped into a gravelly tone as he twirled his finger. “Another finger?” He slid a second one into me and pumped them both.
“Yes!” I pulled my legs back as far as I could, nearly down to the mattress.
He scissored his fingers in me and twisted them, gently stretching me open until I was shuddering. “More?”
“Yes. Get those fucking fingers out of me and shove your cock in my ass!”
“As you wish.” Cyn slipped his fingers out, then grasped his dick, and rubbed its oily tip against my hole. He tried to enter me slowly, but I was loose enough that he slid a couple of inches deep with that first push. “Oh, fuck. Ru. I can't hold back.”
“Who told you to hold back? I don't want you to hold back! Never fucking hold back!”
With a smirk, Cyn shoved hard, seating himself deep in my channel, and we both cried out in bliss. Giving a ragged cry, he grabbed the back of my thighs and used them as leverage, pumping slowly in and out of me. My head spun. I gripped his thick shoulders. My fucking eyes rolled back in my head.
“Don't think I haven't noticed your reaction to me,” he said triumphantly. “Admit it; I fuck you better than anyone has ever fucked you before .”
“You do,” I didn't hesitate to say. Then I opened my eyes to tease him with a searing look and a sassy taunt, “Do you need the validation, Your Majesty?”
Still steadily thrusting, Cyn said, “From you? Yes, I need it. Tell me everything, Ru. Tell me how I make you feel. Tell me what you want me to do to you. And tell me how much you want me. I need the words. Your words aremytreasure.”
Emotion ran through me from head to toe. Hot, violent, life-changing emotions. Desire, of course, but also tenderness, affection, and, above all,need. I ached with it. My need to have him. To hear Cyn say such things to me repeatedly. To have him inside me when he did.
“I feel overwhelmed,” I finally said.
Cynric blinked.
“In the best way possible,” I went on. “I feel so much desire for you that I wish this would never end, that you would fuck me forever. Become a part of me.”
Cyn lowered my legs, and I wrapped them around his waist. With an expression of rapt fascination, he eased down until his face was just a few inches from mine.
“Tell me more,” he begged.
“I want everything from you,” I said. “Not just your words or your cock. I want all that you are. Reason tells me this is foolish and too fast to be real, but I don't give a fuck. That's how much I want you, Cyn.”
The King's breath hitched. His thrusts sped up. “More,” he growled.
“I want you to fuck me hard, then come across my chest, and as you shiver through the end of your climax, I want you to go down on me and take my release into you. Then, when we're both sated, I want you to hold me until you're ready to take me again,” the words poured out of me as if he'd broken a dam. “I want you to fuck me on my hands and knees, and I want you to do it so savagely that my whole body shakes with your every thrust. I want you to fuck my mouth and fill—”
Cyn roared and jerked out of my body to stream his cum over my chest, just as I wanted. I shuddered as I ran my hand through the warm liquid, rubbing it into my skin, a part of me wishing it sank in even deeper. But I didn't care if I wasn't his mate. I was taking the Dragon King. Destiny could suck my dick.
I lowered my legs to the bed as Cyn shuddered through the aftershocks of an intense release. Then he opened his eyes and his stare latched onto my hard, weeping cock. With a wicked grin, he dropped to the bed and sucked me into his mouth. I came while holding the Dragon King's stare, and then, as I shuddered, he eased me into his arms and held me until we both revived.
Yes, he was mine, and I was keeping him.
Chapter Thirteen
