Why is he taking so long?!
“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered. “Please, Your Majesty.”
“How much do you desire me?” Vax demanded.
“More than anyone. There is no one else for me.”
This was another of his favorite questions.
“Will you ever take another man's shaft into your body, Zixin?” He pushed halfway in, then withdrew.
“No, never!”
“Swear it again. On your god.”
I paused. Now, this was new.
“Swear it!” Vax shouted.
I let go of my legs, draping them over his powerful forearms, and reached for Vax. His hard expression faltered, and he bent into my touch. My hands slid up his chest, then around his neck. He watched me warily. At last, I took his face in my hands.
“Vax, you're all I want. All I will ever want. If you cast me aside, I may take comfort in another man. I would need it to survive. So, I can't make you that vow. But I will promise you this; if you keep me, I'm yours forever.”
The King's breath hitched and his eyes trembled, the lids flickering violently. The muscles in his throat worked as if swallowing was painful. I let go of his face and gripped his shoulders, lowering my stare as well so he could process without the weight of my eyes on him.
Slowly, Vax slid into me, going deeper this time. I sighed and gripped his shoulders tighter. With a grunt, he lifted my legs, bending me into a curve, and undulated in and out. In and out. Until he was as deep as he could go. And then, steady as a drumbeat, he pumped.
“Say it again,” he growled.
I looked up, my chest bursting with joy to see Vax above me, his hair wild around his shoulders, and those shoulders in my hands. His purple eyes shone with emotions that I prayed he'd confess to.
“Gods, you're gorgeous,” I said.
His lips twitched. “That's not what I want to hear.”
“Isn't it?” I grinned.
Another twitch of his lips. “Say it, slave.”
“I'm yours for as long as you want me. And I hope that's forever.”
Vax bent over me and kissed me for the first time since I had returned. I groaned into his mouth, my hearts racing with joy. Hands clutching at him, I sank into our kiss. The bliss of it rivaled the feel of his cock in my channel. This was the connection I craved, and it did more for my arousal than anything else.
Groaning, I came, my body exploding in ecstasy and happiness. Back arching and muscles clenching, I refused to break our kiss. I held on and stroked his tongue with mine as the Sea King gave me the greatest orgasm of my life. It made my head spin. My eyes roll back in my head. My toes curl. All the things. And so much more. My chest seemed to fill with light and that light burst through my body, casting out the darkness. It tingled and awakened parts of me I didn't know were dormant. In short, it was magical. Neraky don't possess magic beyond our ability to breathe underwater and project our thoughts. But Vax had shown me what it felt like to have magic.
The King kept thrusting through my orgasm, kissing me as passionately as I kissed him. But then he pulled back and stared at me. Looked down at my release. Eased back. Hands on my hips, he anchored me and started a savage pounding.
“I didn't give you permission to come, slave,” the Sea King snarled.
“Oh, fuck,” I muttered. I cleared my throat to say, “I'm so sorry, Your Majesty. I thought—”
“Shut up!” He pounded into me, getting more and more savage until he locked up and his back arched.
Vax looked away from me as he came, his stare going to the ceiling. Nor did he roar or cry out my name. He just grunted and held me against him tightly, filling me. Only after his orgasm faded did he look at me. And then his expression was one of disgust.
“Vax?” I whispered.
He pulled out and shoved me away in one maneuver. Vax stood up on the mattress and stared down at me, more distant than ever. I just lay there, at a loss for what to say. He stepped off the bed and onto the floor. Hearts sinking, I watched him leave the bedroom.
