I didn’t do as he asked and I didn’t relent. “What is going to happen? Why would telling me worry me even more than I already am?”
When he realized I wasn’t moving my hands, he seized my wrists and slammed them against the headboard, making me wince with pain. With the other hand, he unbuttoned my britches and slid two fingers down between my legs. When his fingers touched my clit, I couldn’t help but moan. It felt so good for him to touch me again. Upset as I had been, I still wanted him. Desperately.
He growled as he found my wetness, then drew his finger up to his mouth and licked it clean. “Fuck, I missed your taste.”
He wasn’t going to get away from my questions that easily. I pinched my legs together hard, as hard as I could, until I felt a burn in my thighs and calves. “Tell me.”
For a long moment, we faced off in the moonlight. I didn’t back down; I wanted to know, I needed to know. But I made sure to meet his eyes with kindness and patience, to let him know that whatever secret he was holding, it was safe with me.
Finally, he said under his breath, “I found some people. People who were loyal to my father. And yours.”
Now he slid two fingers over my clit, rolling it back and forth between them. My back arched up behind me and I pressed my cheek into the pillow.
He drew a deep breath. “Anika, you were mine before you were even born. Our fathers fought together. They betrothed you to me, in order to link our families. In order to make you royalty.”
As he spoke, he continued to draw my pleasure from me, making me writhe beneath him.
My toes curled so hard that it made my arches cramp, which only intensified the pleasure. “That doesn’t make any sense. Your uncle…”
“Was always jealous of his brother. Anything my father had, he had to take for himself. So when my father died, and yours was already gone, he saw his chance. He already had the crown, this way he could steal everything.”
“And—oh, God, Maksim, please… And…and…this is why you left?”
“Part of it. The other part, please just trust me. I have everything under control.”
Even though I still had so many questions, I couldn’t find the words. All I knew was what I was feeling. And what I was feeling was bliss. I couldn’t resist giving in to him—my body wouldn’t let me—and I felt myself tipping over the edge into orgasm. “Don’t stop,” I whispered. “I’m…”
“Come for me, right now,” he said, soft and sweet with a hint of fury. And I did, at his command.
As I came back to myself, as my dizzy pleasure cleared, I gazed up at him again. “I fucking need you, Anika.”
“So, show me. With your mouth,” I whispered. “Please.”
He unstraddled me and drew my legs to the edge of the bed, where he parted my thighs and placed his mouth on me. Moaning into my pussy, he sounded like a hungry man, starving for so long, who finally found what he needed to bring him back to life.
Though I desperately wanted to touch him, to caress his cheeks, to hold him close, I knew better. He’d told me to leave my hands, and I left them. And there, on my back, staring up at the lacy canopy of my bed, he took me to another room-spinning orgasm.
Once I was panting and spent, he drew me up to standing, guiding me in front of him with firm hands on my hips. He sat down on the edge of the bed and then placed a gentle but guiding hand on my shoulder.
Taking his cock in my hands, I knelt before him, gazing up at him. He placed his hand on the back of my head, pushing me down to take him in my mouth. I felt vulnerable, out of my depth, but I let his moans and breathing guide me as I explored his cock. I kept him in the front of my mouth for a while, but then felt that pressure on the back of my head again and took him deeper and deeper.
Each time I took his length fully into my throat, he let out a bestial groan of pleasure that made it that much easier for me to suppress my gag reflex. As I came up, I sucked in a deep breath and then deep-throated him more than I had before. And I stayed there, with eyes watering, and my tongue massaging his head deep in the back of my throat.
“Fuck.” He dug his hand into my hair, keeping me down one second longer, before releasing me for a gulp of air.
I was ready to do it again, my body thrumming with the power of giving him such pleasure, but he pulled me off of him. With a come here flick of his fingers, he scooted back on the mattress on his back.