Bred by the King (Breeding Season 4)

“Will I be able to see her?”

He paused, and she hated the hesitation.

“I’m not going to leave,” she said, trying to coax him to agreeing to seeing her friend.

Draven sighed. “Fine. I’ll allow it tomorrow, but you’re not allowed to leave this room. There’s only so much stress that I can take. I’ll make sure men I trust are here as well.”

“No, no. You’ve

got to take men with you so I know you’re safe.”

“Ashley, you’re going to be the death of me.”

She chuckled. “I know.” She kissed him again. “I don’t want Luanna to ever leave.”

“There’s not a lot I can do about that. If she wants to go, I can’t force her to remain.”

She pouted.

“Don’t give me that face, Ashley. I’m doing the best I can.” He rolled off her, staring up at the ceiling.

Seeing the stress in his eyes, she was hit by a wave of guilt. She straddled his waist, running her hands up his chest and back down again. His cock was still hard. “I’m sorry. I’m asking too much.”

“You’re not asking too much.” His hands dropped to her thighs, holding her. She loved his touch. His hands were so warm and strong. “I just don’t like it when I can’t give you what you’re asking for.”

She waited as he stroked her thighs. She stayed still, not knowing how to initiate sex. Was it what she wanted?

“What are you thinking right now?” he asked.

“I … I’m wondering what you’re thinking.”

“You’re lying to me.”

“I’m not.” Her cheeks started to heat at the blatant lie.

He spun her around so that she was back on the bed and he was the one above her. “No?”

She pressed her lips together, trying to suppress a laugh.

“So you’re not thinking about how best to get me into bed?”

“No.”

“You’re lying.”

“I don’t care if it’s on a bed or not.” She gasped, slapping her hands over her mouth.

He chuckled. “Now that is a sexy thought. I can fuck you on the floor, on your knees, up against the wall, in the shower. I can take you wherever I want.” His lips began to work down her body, going to the tips of her breasts.

Gritting her teeth, she tried not to make a sound, not wanting him to stop. Her nipples were so hard from arousal. It would be so easy to give into him.

I want to give into him.

When he took one of her nipples into his mouth, she cried out. The pleasure went straight to her clit, sparking a need so great she began to rock up against him, needing friction between her thighs.

“Do you know what you need?”

“I need you. Please,” she said. There was no way she was going to hide from him. The lust flooding her body was because of him, and she wanted sex.