Page 117 of The King has Fallen
Gritting my teeth, I drew out as slowly as I’d taken her, until I left her body completely.
Her eyes opened and she raised her head again. “Melek—oh!”
Letting myself tip forward, I planted my free hand on the bed, using my wrist as a brace against her shoulder, then thrust into her again.
My breath hissed through my teeth as I fought for control. She was already pulsing, already reaching her peak.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” I croaked, pulling our bound hands up, lacing our fingers and pinning that hand over her head on the bed so I was braced on both arms, looming over her, staring down at her, watching her breasts bounce with every thrust as she climbed closer and closer to her climax, her body trembling, her breath catching at every peak.
“Melek…Melek…”
I felt her orgasm hit and groaned, fighting a battle not to come myself as she clamped down on me and her back bowed, her head throwing back and eyes going wide, unseeing, yet locking on mine. For several seconds I thrust into her, drawing as much pleasure from her body as I could without losing my own grip—and she remained arched, keening when her breath released and silent when it caught again on the next wave.
Then a shudder rocked through her and her legs twitched. Her mouth dropped open and she began to pant.
I dove for her, delving her mouth with my tongue in a parody of my body.
She whimpered and kissed me back, her free hand plunging into my hair, taking a grip on my warrior’s length and holding me into the kiss as our bodies met and parted again and again.
She was breathless, sweating, small cries breaking in her throat—but still shaking. Still needy for me, andGod help me,she was the most stunning sight I’d ever seen.
With a growl, I bent myself in half, still pressing into her as I opened my mouth on her nipple and sucked. Hard.
She jolted, my name tearing out of her throat, half in plea, half in admonition—but her back arched and she pressed herself into my mouth.
And when I lifted my eyes, still sucking on her, I caught her lifting her head to watch me, her eyes wide and glazed with need—and my leash snapped.
With another roar that would announce to anyone listening what was happening, I closed teeth on her breast as gently as I could and began to pound, as short and sharp as I could so I wouldn’t injure her, but reaching the limits within her, my growing pleasure intensifying with every cry she made.
I tore away from her breast, my teeth grazing her nipple as I let go and she arched again, her body bowing and clenching on me. One more thrust and my orgasm detonated at the base of my spine. I arched my back, gripping her shoulder and pulling her onto me, watching her reddened breasts bounce and jiggle with the force of my thrusts, praying I wasn’t hurting her—though I was gratified to see she remained gripped in her own throes in that moment.
And then, with a shuddering groan, I collapsed over her, pulling her bound arm up so I could brace elbows and curl myhands over her head and hold her there as the final waves of pleasure twitched through my trembling body.
Both of us panted heavily, our twin breaths harsh in the otherwise silent tent, our bodies still joined.
When I could breathe again, I pushed up enough to meet her eyes and look down on her.
She was smiling.
“God you’re beautiful,” I whispered, then dropped to kiss her sweet mouth again.
“You’re pretty fucking incredible to look at, too,” she chuckled breathlessly.
I stroked her hair back and smiled down at her, rolling my hips just slightly to watch her blush.
“That was…” she bit her lip, her eyes sparkling, meeting mine, then turning away as her cheeks flushed.
“Yilan,” I breathed, taking her chin in my hand and turning her head, forcing her to meet and hold my gaze. “That wasincredible.”
She nodded, joy painted on her face. “Have you… I mean, with anyone else was it ever—”
“Never,” I said hoarsely, holding her eyes so she’d see my certainty. “Not evenclose.”
Her smile broadened and she leaned up, wanting to kiss me, but unable to reach.
I met her halfway with a soft, open-mouthed kiss, growling approval at the warmth of her plump lips and teasing slide of her tongue.
When we broke apart I combed her hair back from her face and smiled. “You know, if that’s what it’s like when we’re newly bound… the offer to tie my other hand stands…”
