Under His Rule (His 1)
“Mmm …” The groan that follows creates goose bumps all over my body. “That won’t do.”
He places a hand on my belly and pushes me until I let myself go and slide down onto the table. Then he leans in and plants his face between my legs. His tongue against my clit is all it takes for my mind to go numb. Nothing else registers anymore. Not the fact that I’m on a dining table with food stuck in my hair, or that I’m in a home that doesn’t belong to me, nor that this community that wants to turn me into a birthing machine for one of their seven rulers.
All I can think of is the sweet bliss of his tongue circling around my clit, sliding down into my crevice, turning my mind into mush. And as he digs his fingers into my skin, I no longer tense up. Instead, I close my eyes and let it all wash over me … like a sinner on drugs.
Chapter 20
Noah
I know she has a lot of questions, but I have more important things on my mind right now. For example, the fact that she thought she could hide her sin of not giving me her orgasm.
She thought I didn’t know, that I wouldn’t find out, but she gave herself away the moment she actually responded to my touch in the bathroom. That mirror showed the truth, and I fucking loved every inch of her desperation for more.
But I wanted to let her hang on that anguish for a little longer. Just so she knew how badly she really wanted it and how willing I am to give it to her.
All she needs to do is give in.
Give in to my every need, and I will do the same for her.
Oh yes, I’ll make all the wicked, dirty little fantasies she’s had about me come to life.
Though, she won’t say that she wants it out loud, of course—not now anyway—but I will make her admit it to me someday.
Right now, I want to focus on the pleasure. I can be more than just a devil in a suit. I can be whatever she desires, but I’ll let my tongue do the talking.
I lick her softly and plant kisses on her vulva, enticing her to let go of her fears of being with me. I’m not the bad guy here even though I’ve done plenty of bad things to her. But I’m not in this to be evil to her. All I want is for her to become mine.
So I kiss her and suck at her clit until she’s writhing on the table, barely able to keep it together. I peek up every now and then to admire the view, the look on her face completely in shambles. Even though she says she hates me, I’m beginning to doubt that right now, and I think she is too, judging from the moan that just escaped from her mouth.
“See? Finally, you’re enjoying yourself,” I murmur against her skin.
“Fuck … you …” she says between breaths, making me laugh.
“I will, but first, I want you quivering and begging for more.” I grab her thighs and lick her so hard the wetness begins to pour out of her. I never imagined her being this delicious, this appetizing, but she’s beat all my expectations.
Never once did I fathom getting so addicted to the taste of my woman. She doesn’t easily yield or know how to submit to a man, but I’ll teach her. I’ll show her how to enjoy this world of luxury and over-the-top adoration. Because they will love her … I’m sure they will, once they get to know her like I have.
Every time we come together, fireworks explode, and I just can’t get enough.
My fellow patriarchs call me insane for choosing an unruly girl like her, someone who’s wild and broken, someone who can’t ever become what we need; a true wife.
But I believe in her. I believe in her with all my fucking heart. She can do this.
So I lick and suck and kiss until she’s almost there, until her legs begin to tremble, until her knees buck, until her fingers scramble for whatever she can grasp, until her lungs find it hard to suck in the air while the moans become louder and louder.
“Yes, Natalie, come for me. Give me what you refused to give me. Give me all of you,” I murmur against her clit as it pulses with need.
Her fingers curl around the fabric of her dress, almost ripping it off her tits as she struggles with herself, with the idea of letting go in front of me; the man who took away her everything.
I broke her down, and now I’m building her up again—kiss by kiss, fuck by fuck—until her heart and mind belong to me.