“Sloane,” he pleaded, the sexy kind of whine tinging his low voice.
“Ms. King,” I corrected with my lips against his skin. “We are still at work.”
He groaned deep in his chest before replying, “Ms. King. This is highly inappropriate behavior for the workplace.” His face betrayed every one of his words.
“Are you telling me no?” I purred in his ear and his cock swelled beneath me. “Or are you telling me you can’t be quiet?”
“That’s not what I’m saying.” His rebuttal was husky and laden with need.
“Mmm,” I hummed my approval. “So you’ll have no problem being obedient then.” I spoke more to myself than him, but he nodded his head, anyway. “Good.” I got off his lap and stood by my desk. “Stand up and remove your clothes, Fae,” I demanded. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, but did as I asked. When he was fully naked in the middle of my office, I circled around him in appraisal.
His naked body was glorious. His pale skin had a shimmer to it that looked like fine glitter had melted into his flesh. The royal blue tattoo across his back stretched from his broad shoulders to the top of his butt and hugged his obliques. I could get lost in the intricate design. It was similar to a mandala but held symbols I’d never seen before. I ran the nail of my index finger up between his shoulder blades and over his clavicle, causing him to shiver.
“Lie on my desk,” I ordered him in a hushed tone. When he was comfortable, I took my crop top off and covered his eyes, tucking the edges under his head so it wouldn’t fall off. “Don’t move. Do you understand?” I sucked his ear lobe between my teeth and he moaned out a soft “yes.”
I slapped the inside of his left thigh as a reprimand. “Yes, Mistress,” I corrected him again as I rubbed the handprint it’d left. His cock stood proud and his hands gripped the sides of my desk as his husky reply flitted through the air.
I moved over his body, alternating between my fingertips, nails, teeth, and lips. When the first glistening bead of precum was visible, I sucked him into my mouth with a slow bob of my head. There was an audible pop when I pulled back to continue my sweet torment. “Fuck,” he whispered under his breath, so I slapped his right thigh, leaving a matching handprint. “Shhhhh, or I’ll have to find some other way to keep you quiet,” I threatened, and he groaned loudly. “Oh, you like that idea, do you? Let’s see how loud you get when your mouth is busy.”
I took my tights off and straddled his hips, sliding my soaked pussy up his chiseled torso. When I reached the base of his neck, I lifted up and placed my knees on either side of his head, and I sat on his face. “Make me cum, Fae,” I commanded him. His hands darted up to anchor me down. His tongue was as soft as crushed velvet. It swept from my entrance to my clit, and his moan vibrated through my core. He put his bare feet on my desktop, and I leaned my back against his knees to give him better access. He did not disappoint.
His hands gripped my hips harder and his touch grew cold. His tongue felt like fire against my sensitive nerves while his breath was as icy as his fingers. His hand snaked under my thigh, and he sunk a thick, frozen finger inside me before sucking hard on my clit. That icicle of a digit was my undoing. I shook above him, covering my mouth with my hand as he sped up and prolonged my orgasm. When I couldn’t take anymore, I shoved his head back and slid down his body, sinking slowly onto his wide girth.
He was so large that it took me a few moments to adjust to his size. Slow strokes stretched my walls, and I eventually turned my body around to ride him in reverse. He sat up and twisted so his feet touched the ground. My back pressed fully to his chest as his arms caged the front of my body in. He pinched my nipples while he fondled my breasts, causing me to moan before I bit my lips closed. He thrust up to meet my downward motions in rough succession. I mentally whispered that fucking birth control spell before I lost my godsdamn mind. He nipped my shoulder, and I pulled his hand up to cover my mouth. The orgasm building within me would have me screaming his name. I didn’t want anyone barging through the door right now.
I fell into an ocean of pleasure. My walls contracted tightly around him, bringing my movement to a halt and making me shout around his hand. He thrust faster in pursuit of his own release, and when he found it, he pressed his mouth against my neck. His seductive groan nearly tipped me over the edge again. “Fuck,” he repeated as he leaned his forehead on my back. I straightened my legs out and slipped off him. Planting my bare ass on the desktop beside him, I put my weight on my elbows as I stared blurry-eyed at the ceiling. “Fuck,” I agreed breathlessly.
When my panting evened out to regular breaths, I hopped off my desk in search of our clothes. And something to clean up with. My cell phone chimed and Vaughn picked it up off the floor. It was a text from Papi, but it could wait. We both got dressed, and when he was finished he sat back down in the chair, his chest showing that he was still trying to catch his breath. I eased back in his lap, running my fingers through his dark hair and kissing him gently, intent on keeping it simple. Vaughn pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. After a few minutes of making out like teenagers in the janitor's closet at school, he broke the kiss. He grinned at me and stood, hooking his arms under me. “Let’s go get some lunch,” he urged.
“Only if it involves going home afterwards.” I winked at him, feeling insatiable.
“I’m sure my boss won’t mind.” His nearly English accent crept back in, and he chuckled to himself.
Vaughn
I led Sloane out of the building and to her car, opening the passenger door for her to get in. She hadn’t eaten anything since Saturday, so I was taking her to get some food. Then home. Fuck everything at work. It could wait.
The ride into town had given me time to think about the last few days. It had gone by so fast. But in a good way. Four days had felt like a couple hours. It reminded me of that time I took the Fae hallucinogens that they love so much in the Summer Realm. Six days went by like six hours. That was a bad experience, though. This had been… What was the word I was looking for? Crazy. Mesmerizing. Fantastic. Scary. I wasn’t sure. It’d been the proper kind of mindfuck.
With every minute of time I spent with Sloane, I felt myself being pulled to her. The force felt like gravity. It was natural. I could picture a future with her, and that part did scare me. I didn’t know if she was ready to visit the Winter Kingdom. I was not ready to go back and deal with Mummy Dearest. When we sealed our bond, we’d have to visit. The Fae had traditions to uphold when royalty took a partner. It must be recognized by an elder of the temple, and we would have to be marked. She’d bear a piece of my symbol, and if she were Fae, I could choose to bear hers. I would in a heartbeat, but since she wasn’t, I didn’t know how that would work. It wouldn’t stop me from sealing this bond, though.
Seeing her in action when we went to rescue York showed me her devotion and strength. I had no doubts that if my mother sent for me, then Sloane would find a way to cross the realms, or tear them down. It was what I’d always wanted, and it was why I’d never been in a lasting relationship with anyone. The moment my family thought that I was seeing someone, they’d start sending threats. My life. Her life. The rest of her mates, my friends. My mother would threaten us all. I don’t think Sloane would take kindly to that.