I let out a surprise whimper when he replaced his fingers with the blunt head of his cock. It had been hidden by shadows before when I was looking at it but now I could feel pressure as it sought out entry and Arthur pulled one of my thighs around his waist.
“Guinevere,” Arthur chided as he paused the sudden onslaught. “I asked you to keep going.”
I blinked up at him in hazy confusion, then with a jolt I remembered his directive.
Giving my nipple a tentative pinch, I watched as Arthur’s furrowed brow smoothed and a pleased smile returned to his face as he continued to press inside of me.
He was large—even for an alpha—and I very nearly asked him to stop as he seated himself all the way up to his partially inflated knot.
My one request during all of the assisted heats had been no knotting. It felt too intimate at the time, but now as I felt the edges of Arthur’s knot pressing against me I wondered how it would feel.
Once, when I’d made the mistake of going out with Trini to the pubs after work she had gotten plastered and whispered in my ear that I was missing out by never letting an alpha knot me.
‘It’s like the universe opens and gives you a jolt of the yummiest electricity you could ask for,’she’d said with a giggle as she held up her shot of vodka to me.‘And don’t even get me started on having multiple at once.’
I’d barely been able to look in her alphas’ eyes later on that night when they came to pick her up. They all seemed like quiet tech engineers with their sweater vests and glasses, but with the way Trini described them, they were kinky sex aficionados behind the scenes.
Arthur’s mouth descended on mine almost desperately as his hips rolled, pushing the edges of the ring of flesh inside of me before withdrawing.
I slid my arms under his and pressed my fingertips into the hard muscles of his back as he slid slowly back in again, this time pulling out faster than he had before.
I needed him to move faster, to push me over the edge into the heavens as he’d said he would.
Why wasn’t he going faster than the slow, measured thrusts that were getting us nowhere?
Then it hit me.
He’s being careful,I realized with a jolt of surprise tenderness. Despite his seemingly brusque nature, the king and alpha above me was trying to be gentle out of compassion for me.
Digging my fingers a little harder into the planes of his back, I broke our kiss.
“Faster,” I urged, watching as his expression registered my words in a flash of shock.
“Are you certain?” he asked, his pace slowing even further.
My nails raked not-so-gently down his back, answering his question.
Arthur gritted his teeth and plunged forwards more roughly than before.
It felt damned good and I cried out louder than I meant to, my voice echoing off of the vaulted stone ceiling of the chamber as lips caressed the side of my neck, the whiskers of his beard scratching the sensitive skin there.
The sound of our skin slapping together increased in tandem with my moans and every time he pressed forward and buried himself deep inside of me my eyes were drawn to the large window and the now swirling stars outside.
I couldn’t be sure, but even as the haze of pleasure filled me, I was fairly certain that the movement of the stars wasn’t just thanks to the handsome alpha currently making me wonder why I hadn’t had sex more often.
Even the faded memories of my heats had never felt anything like this and it made me half-believe that maybe there was more merit to Merlin’s words about fated mates than I’d originally given the man credit for.
Arthur’s rough fingers dimpled the skin of my thighs and the pace picked up.
“Touch yourself again,” I vaguely felt him murmur into my lips, his words muffled. His tone of voice was soft, but there was a command in his voice that brokered no room for protest and the force behind it sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.
Without thinking about it further, I slid my hand in between our bodies and pressed my fingers to my clit.
The scent of sex and allspice surrounded me, filling my nose and making sure that I couldn’t think about anything other than the alpha above me. I felt his hips stutter forward, his knot slipping fully inside of me for the first time since we’d started and my eyes flashed open as I felt the overwhelming sensation of being overly full.
Nothing Trini had ever said could adequately describe what I was feeling now and it wasn’t even locked inside of me yet.
“Faster, little queen,” he urged through gritted teeth. “Or I am afraid I will lose myself first and utterly fail as a husband.”
