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~Onyx
I stare Sienna down, her decision seemingly made as she slides off the bed.
Her irises are like embers, smouldering with desire. I'm rock hard and desperate for her, but I expect nothing from her.
She's already given me so much.
"I don't need anything from you, Sienna. I just like being near you," I assure her, my heart thundering against my chest as she falls to her knees in front of me.
"Well, are you going to fuck me tonight?" She asks blatantly, blinking up at me through dark lashes.
I exhale from deep within, reigning in that dark, forbidden part of me that wants to throw her onto my bed so I can have my way with her.
"Not tonight. It's too late now for what I have planned for you," I tell her darkly.
She bites down in her lower lip, taking some time to consider what I mean by that.
"So, it's my turn to taste you."
Her words skate along my skin, my teeth gritting together. Her tentative fingers come up to the waistband of my loose sleeping pants. I let her pull them off me.
She stares at my cock with wide, apprehensive eyes. I withhold the urge to chuckle, knowing this is probably her first time doing this.
"Only if you really want to." I brush the hair from her face, enjoying the sight of her kneeling before me far too much.
"Of course I do."
She takes me into her hand, her grip tightening slightly. Her eyes take in my reaction, noting my hitched breaths as she draws her soft hand up and down.
She's has no idea how long I've fantasied about this, the amount of times I've brought myself to climax at the thought of me down her throat.
My fingers clutch the sheets of my bed as she runs her tongue up to the tip of my cock before she puts me into her mouth.
"Oh...Sienna," I breathe, letting my head roll back.
She starts off slow, the hand wrapped around my cock stroking me rhythmically until I think I'm going to go insane. Her mouth and throat relaxes, and I feel myself touching the back of her throat.
I can already feel my release building. All these years of pent up desire is rising to the surface and I don't think I can control it.
Sienna does her best to fit as much of me into her mouth before pulling back, meeting my gaze as she swirls her tongue around the tip.
The breathy groan I release is rough. Fuck. I've never been so desperately attracted to someone.
I can't help myself. I wind my fingers into her hair, gripping the strands tightly. I press deeper in her throat, watching her reaction carefully.
"This okay?" I ask.
She nods enthusiastically, blinking up at me through thick lashes.
My teeth grind together almost painfully as I start to thrust into her mouth. Her eyes glisten as she lets out a moan that vibrates through me.
"Fuck," I hiss, tightening my hold on the strands of her hair.
I'm trying not to be brutal with her. I'll save that for later, when we've had a few more moments like this.
Still, I feel my control slipping. The feeling of her working her mouth in time with my thrusts, her tongue stroking the underside of me is almost too much to bare.
She keeps those pretty caramel eyes on me, taking everything I'm giving her so well.
I can feel my release beckoning as I fuck her mouth at a pace I think she can handle.
"I'm going to cum," I grit out, trying to pull away from her, but she grabs the backs of my thighs and shakes her head at me, a silent instruction.
I know longer have the willpower to fight her on the matter. All I can do is press deep into her throat and groan roughly as pleasure snaps through my body almost violently.
Despite finding my release to fantasises about Sienna many times, nothing compares to seeing her on her knees before me, tears rimming her eyes from the exertion, causing me pleasure I never thought possible.
"Sienna," I breathe, struggling find words to say as the last of my orgasm shudders through me.
She pulls back from me and swallows boldly before wiping the corner of her mouth. I just stare at her, absolutely confounded.
"Are you okay?" I whisper, brushing my thumb along her cheek, wiping away at the single tear that fell. Hopefully that was caused by having me pressed against the back of her throat...
A brilliant, genuine smile erupts onto her face, soothing any of my worries.
"I'm amazing."
"I didn't hurt you?"
"No." She stands swiftly before moving to seat herself right on my lap. "I can handle anything you want to give me."
I release a slow, controlled breath. If she isn't careful, she's going to end up on the bed with me buried inside her.
"I wouldn't say that just yet," I warn her teasingly. "I hope you realise you're sleeping in here tonight."
"This was fun, but you know this doesn't change our circumstances, right?" She says, a cute little frown burying itself between her brow.
The cold, brutal reality hits me in the stomach. I didn't expect it to catch up with me so quickly.
"I know."
"I just don't want to get hurt." She rests her hands on my shoulders, rubbing her fingers across the muscle.
"I understand completely." I settle my hands on her hips, not wanting to think of the moment I'll have to remove them. "I still wish you would spend every night in my room."
She smiles softly, gazing down at my lips. The urge to kiss her feels primal, but I restrain myself. It may be too intimate for what she is interested in right now.
If she wants casual orgasms, I'll give them to her without thought.
Even if I want more...
"Feelings would get out of control quick if I did," she admits, mindlessly twisting her finger through my hair at the nape of my neck. "As tempting as that is."
I can't help myself. Lifting my hand I brush my thumb delicately over her lower lip, tracing her mouth with my gaze.
"Well, feel free to use me for your pleasure whenever you like."
"I should go back to my room." She casts her attention noncommittally toward my door. "Staying makes this feel like a relationship or something."
Begrudgingly, she pulls herself from my lap, her she doesn't get far. I grab her wrist and yank her down until she's splayed out on my bed, still utterly naked.
Fuck. She practically glows in the light, which gilds her hair, turning the reddish strands gold. I could devour her.
"Uh ah. I'll tie you to this bed if I have to." She's not going anywhere tonight.
"Onyx," she complains, although the smile on her face tells me she doesn't want to leave either. Maybe she feels tempted to take this further if she stays, like I do.
"Shh. Let me have a night pretending like my life is perfect," I murmur, falling onto the bed next to her.
She turns her head to look at me. "What would be perfect to you?"
I turn onto my side, grabbing her waist and she squeals. I pull her close until her back is against my stomach. Banding one arm around her waist and the other around her chest, it's decided that she is going nowhere tonight.
"You, as my wife. In my bed, on my cock every night," I say in her ear, pressing my mouth against her neck, which is curved into a smile.
"Onyx!" He protests are half hearted as she slaps my arm playfully.
I tighten my hold, brushing my lips across her skin until I feel her shiver.
"Hey, you asked."
"Guh! You're so gross." She doesn't sound convinced as she puts up no protest to me kissing her neck.
I shift my mouth to her ear, letting my breath ghost against it. A pleasured shudder takes hold of her entire body and she's bows into my hold.
"I want you to rule beside me. I want you, and not having you is like torture," I whisper in her ear. "Knowing you're going to move on with someone else eventually."
Her body stills at the cold hit of reality. "I'll only leave at this point if I find my mate."
I let her twist in my arms until she is laying on her back again. She gazes up at me tenderly, reaching up to brush her fingers across my face gently.
"You know we're mates, right?" I murmur.
She gives me a pointed look. "We don't know that for sure."
I've never known something to be more truthful than this. Sienna is my mate. Sure, the bond hasn't yet solidified, but there must be a reason why I can't imagine sharing my life with anyone else.
"There is no one better suited for us than each other. We are mates, and any day now it's going to be confirmed." I take her hand, kissing the top of it before tangling my fingers with her.
"And if you're right?" Her voice drops to a wary whisper.
I sigh roughly. It's something I've given a great deal of thought, and yet have not yet been able to reconcile. There are promises I intend to make, however, how I'm going to achieve them has not been decided.
"Then I'll force the world to change. If you're my mate, it will be easier to make people understand why I chose you," I say.
A shadow passes over Sienna's face as she withdraws into her thoughts. "They still won't like an orphan girl who isn't a noble."
Sienna would be a better leader than all the nobles I know. She would be fair, generous and kind.
The problem is, people don't care about that. They still carry the idea that heirs need to reflect noble society, that their blood is more pure than the working class. As much as I've tried to alter that narrative, it is yet to change.
At times I forget my true goal as Alpha, which is to reflect the wants and desires of my people. I need their support, their trust.
If I want to marry someone they will not accept as their ruler, I need to think twice. I need to be careful. The fabric of my pack could deteriorate, my legitimacy as Alpha being put into question by my own people.
"Like I said, I'll make them understand." I hate that I'm making a promise I'm not sure how to keep.
"Well, it doesn't matter." Sienna sighs through her nose. "We better not get our hopes up, just in case."
I only smile. "Uh huh."
"What's that look?"
"I just know for sure," I tell her, tugging her closer. "I can't wait until you know it too."
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