I swallow, cheeks burning. “There’s nothing wrong with my ass, Soren.”
Soren’s voice drops. “The doctor said you’re supposed to rest, Kit. No excitement. I won’t make you worse again.”
I whine softly. “Soren…”
To really test him, I reach around, throw the sponge to the floor, and start rubbing myself with my fingers.
Soren groans, deep and rough. “Jesus Christ, Kit.”
I push one finger inside and moan, the sound echoing off the tiles. “See?”
Soren’s breath hitches. “Fuck… good boy.”
The praise settles warm and heavy in my chest, giving my confidence a sudden boost.
Soren’s voice drops into that low, rough register that always makes my stomach flip. “That’s it, baby… just like that.”
Baby. The word hits me like a spark straight to the chest.Oh my god, did he actually just call me that?My mind reels, heart stuttering wildly. What is going on with him? This isn’t the cold, distant king who fucks me and then walks away. This is something else entirely, something softer andfarmore dangerous, and I don’t know how to handle it.
Before I can even process it, Soren drops to his knees behind me. The sound of his knees hitting the wet tile is unmistakable. This man… this giant, powerful, untouchable man who’s never gotten on his knees for anyone… is on the floor forme.
I gasp, eyes flying wide.
His large hands spread my cheeks gently, and then his mouth is on me, hot, wet, and relentless. His tongue drags over my hole in one slow, firm stroke, and I cry out, the sound echoing off the walls.
“Oh,fuck, Soren!”
He doesn’t hesitate. He licks me open like he’s starving for it, tongue circling and pressing inside, the wet heat making my legs shake. Every flick and thrust of his tongue sends sparks shooting up my spine. My bad eye throbs from how tightly I’m squeezing my face, but I can’t stop the desperate little moans spilling out of me.
“Soren…oh my god…”
He growls against me, the vibration making me whimper. Then I feel two thick fingers join his tongue, sliding in slowly, stretching me open while his mouth keeps working me over. The dual sensation is overwhelming… the slick heat of his tongue and the firm press of his fingers curling just right. My knees nearly buckle. I slap one hand harder against the tile, the other flying back to grip his wet hair.
“Fuck, that feels…ah… Soren!”
I’m panting, hips twitching helplessly as he eats me out with single-minded focus. Every moan I make seems to spur him on. He’s thorough, almost reverent, like he’s trying to prove something with his mouth. The pleasure builds fast and sharp, my cock leaking against the shower wall, but I don’t come… I’m too lost in the sheer shock of Soren on his knees, worshipping me like this.
My voice cracks on another moan. “I can’t… it’s too good…”
He doesn’t stop. He just keeps going, fingers pumping slowly, tongue relentless, like he could stay down there for hours.
He moans into my ass… deep, guttural, and so fucking gorgeous it sends a full-body shiver racing up my spine; he sounds like he’s in heaven. My cheeks burn even hotter; I thoughtIwas the one being pleasured, but right now Soren sounds completely lost in it.
My hips twitch involuntarily as his fingers curl inside me, pressing against that spot that makes my vision spark. I push my ass back against his face without thinking.
Soren growls and pulls his fingers out. “That’s right, baby… give it to me.”
Then he’s back with only his tongue, messy, obsessive, and relentless. He licks and fucks into me with wet, filthy strokes, no rhythm, just pure hunger. His hands grip my cheeks tighter, spreading me wider so he can bury his face deeper. I’m shaking, moaning helplessly, the sound bouncing off the tiles.
He pulls back just enough to growl against my skin, voice wrecked, “You wanna come?”
I whine and shake my head quickly. “Not like this…”
Soren palms my ass, squeezing. “You want me inside you?”
I whimper, nodding desperately.
He stands up behind me, water cascading over both of us. He presses a kiss to the back of my neck, then another, then another, open-mouthed and hot, as he slaps his fat cock against my hole.
