Bred by the King

Draven cupped her face, and his eyes appeared glassy. “Tell me what to do. I’ll do anything for you, Ashley.”

“I just want to pretend. Even for one day. To forget everything and feel like a normal man and woman in love.”

Even in the kingdom, he was constantly protecting her and restricting her movements. She knew he was trying to keep her safe, scared to lose her. But it would be so nice to close her eyes and pretend there was nothing to hide from.

He glanced up and down the street, then opened the door to the hardware store. “We have twenty minutes, sweetheart. Time to start pretending.”

Draven hoisted her up on the low check-out counter, then tugged off his t-shirt. Her body immediately reacted as she raked her eyes over his hard-muscled frame.

“Are you sure about this?”

“You’re not the only one who needs an escape. I thought I’d never see you again when those men had us at gunpoint. I’ve never felt so desperate before. I have something to live for now, and I don’t want to lose that.”

She ran her fingers along the stubble on his cheek. “I love you,” she said.

“You’re my everything.” He lifted her shift off and unclasped her bra. “There’s a lingerie store in town. We’ll stop by before we leave, get everything you need.”

Her tits felt heavy, her nipples aching for stimulation.

Draven leaned over and suckled her breast. She closed her eyes and groaned. Ashley needed a release in the worst way. All the fear, tension, and stress had turned purely sexual.

“I love these tits.” He sandwiched his face between them. “Fucking perfect.”

He made all her insecurities disappear, made her feel like a queen.

“I need you,” she said.

They kissed, hard and desperate. His tongue was teasing, tasting. Nothing else mattered except them and the bubble of time and space they occupied.

He helped her wiggle out of her pants from her perch on the counter. When she was naked on the cool laminate, he spread her legs wide. Her body began to heat from the inside out. She felt so exposed, even if it was a store in a ghost town.

“It’s just you and me, baby. Nothing else matters right now.” He squatted down, then lapped at her folds. She dropped back to her elbows, savoring his wicked mouth on her pussy. God, she needed this, needed Draven. He was born to give her pleasure.

He suckled her clit, slow and methodical, driving her crazy. The pressure in her cunt grew by the second, higher and higher, until he had to hold her thighs to keep her from squirming.

Right when she began to see stars, he pulled away, leaving her breathless.

“More,” she whimpered. Didn’t he realize how close she was?

Of course, he did.

“I want you to come around my cock, hot and tight, milking every last seed from me.”

She panted, reaching for him. He only tutted as he unbuckled and pulled down his zipper. His erection was thick and huge, bobbing once he released it. Ashley watched with rapt fascination.

“Is it all mine?” she asked.

“All yours. I’m only for you.” He smirked. “And this?” Draven impaled her with two fingers, hitting her G-spot in just the right way. He finger-fucked her until her eyes lolled back in her head.

“Yours!”

His cock replaced his fingers, filling her so full of meat that she gasped and begged for it all. He fucked her on the counter, holding her hips to keep her stable. Only the wet slapping sounds of sex could be heard in the abandoned store. Draven was a machine, taking away all her thoughts and worries. Some things fell off the counter, scattering on the tiles. Nothing mattered.

“You like it, baby? You like my cock deep inside you?”

“Yes.”

“I’m going to keep fucking you until you’re ripe with my baby.” He pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in. Every time he filled her, his pubic bone rubbed her clit. She was so close to coming all over his cock.

“Breed me,” she chanted. Ashley knew he loved the words. Being bred by her king aroused her effortlessly. He wasn’t being forced on her. She wanted him, wanted his love forever.

She combed her hands into his hair, now nearly down to his shoulders. They kissed as they fucked, making love, forgetting the world.

“Come for me, Ash.”

She was so close, balancing on a precipice. It only took a few more hard thrusts for her orgasm to burst forth, her entire body jolting as she pulsed around him, forcing him to come inside her. She felt it all, his thick release, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he came.

They slowed down, the beautiful release still surrounding her. She never wanted this time to end, never wanted to return to reality.

“I like pretending with you.” He gave her a kiss and picked up her pants. “We should do it more often.”