He wanted, no,neededto touch her everywhere, to feel her skin against his own, but as his fingers grazer her bare arms, he forced himself to slow down. This wasn't just about physical release, though God knows he needed it desperately. This was about something more, something deeper.
He teased her lips open with his tongue, tasting and exploring as Lily made little sounds of pleasure in the back of her throat. Her hands were tangled in his hair, holding him close as she writhed beneath him. Theo grinned against her mouth and pressed their hips firmly together, letting her feel how hard she was making him. Lily moaned and tilted her hips up to meet his, and Theo groaned in response. He captured her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head, using his free hand to further explore her body.
He traced the lines of her ribcage with his fingertips before dipping lower to cup one breast in his palm. Lily arched into his touch, gasping as he flicked his thumb over the erect nipple peeking out from beneath the silk of her dress. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly now, and Theo could feel the heat emanating from her core. He ached to touch her there, to make her come undone under his touch, but he forced himself to resist.
Lily moaned softly as Theo's hand moved from her breast to rest on her firm, flat stomach. His lips moved from her mouth and jaw down to her neck, teasing and nibbling at the sensitive skin there. His free hand slipped from her stomach and underneath the short length of her dress to tease her thigh. Lily gasped and arched her back as Theo's fingers brushed against the sweet secrets hidden at their apex, light but insistent. She was already wet, soaked through her panties, and he wondered just how long she'd been waiting for this. When had she started wanting him again, when both of them had expected their first time together could be their last.
Now, Lily ached for him to touch her more. It physically hurt him to hold back, but for all he knew,thiscould be their last time, even if their first had not been. So Theo was content to take his time, exploring her body with gentle hands and lips. He wanted to memorize the way she tasted, the way she smelled, the little sounds she made when he touched her just so. He wanted to brand her into his memory so that even if they were apart, she would be with him always. Perhaps it was selfish of him, when she was the one who'd initiated this, to make her wait for him.
Eventually, Lily couldn't take it anymore. "Please," she begged him, "I need you now."
Theo smirked. "So eager, but I'm not so easy."
He kissed down the center of her heaving chest, down her stomach and both of her sensitive thighs. He flicked his tongue across her clit, and Lily's hands flew to tangle in his hair again. She moaned and rocked her hips, pushing her pussy into his face as he worked her with his tongue.
But Theo was relentless, and he would not be hurried. He took his time, exploring her with his tongue and lips until she was a quivering mess beneath him. Her breathing came in short gasps as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. Lily was lost to the sensations, her body moving on its own as she writhed and moaned. He could feel her orgasm building as she contracted around his tongue, he could hear it in the high-pitched cries growing in her throat. Finally, Theo's tongue drove her over the edge, her body shaking and shuddering as pleasure coursed through her. Theo lapped up every drop of her release before finally crawling up over her body to kiss her deeply.
She panted into his mouth, her tongue lazily swirling with his while he unbuckled his pants to bring his cock out for her, since she'd so eagerly begged for it.
Lily spread her legs wide, welcoming him between them, before grabbing hold of his thick shaft and guiding it towards her aching pussy. Theo pushed into her tight, wet heat and groaned as she clenched around him, feeling like he was finally home after so many years away. His thrusts were slow at first, letting Lily adjust to having him fill her so completely. She easily took all of his thick length because she was so wet, but he could feel her straining to accompany him with every stroke. As their pace increased, Theo leaned over to bite at her nipples through the thin fabric of her dress. He relished the feel of Lily's body wrapped around his. But soon she was begging for more, bucking against him, urging him to give in to the passion between them and take what they both so desperately wanted.
With a growl of desire, Theo began to thrust harder, faster, to meet the pace Lily wanted. He could feel her pulse racing as he pounded into her, like a desperate butterfly afraid to be burned up by the proximity of an open flame. Or perhaps that was how Theo felt, right now, as she clung to him. Like if she let go, he would be sent out into space, lost in orbit as he spun out of control. Somehow, despite all of the chaos erupting around in his life, Lily had brought him order. Peace. Calm.
It was easy to say it was just from their bodies, that he'd found a place to park his cock after going so long without being with a woman. But he knew in his heart, in the very depths of his soul, that Lily was far more than that. What she was, he couldn't yet say. But he awoke a part of him Theo had long since thought dead, killed by his own hand when he became a patricide.
Theo leaned in close to Lily's ear as their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm. "I'm going to fill you with my seed," he murmured as he chewed on her lobe, still driving deep into her, hips tilted to hit the spot inside her that made her moan so delightfully. "And soon, your belly will swell with child. My child." He grunted and fucked her harder, driven wild by the delirious look in her eyes. "Our child. I want you pregnant ..."
Theo didn't know where the declaration came from. Just a deep sense of knowing, of want, a deeper, more primal need than he could remember ever feeling before. He wanted to brand Lily as his own. Make her completely his. And what better way to do that than to put a baby inside her? She was already so responsive to his touch, so eager and willing. She would make an amazing mother, he could just tell.
Lily tilted her hips up to meet Theo's hard thrusts. She looked into his eyes as he spoke, and it was as though some deeper part of him connected with her across the haze of lust and need. Once fueled by a fear that they might not have much time together if the rebellion against his reign was successful, but now, Theo had voiced his hope for a future. A future with her.
Her pussy was slick and hot around him as she came undone beneath him. She cried out as pleasure built quickly, until she was clawing at his back and urging him harder, faster, until Theo was the one seeing stars behind his eyelids. A rush of sensation tightened in side him, and then he spilled himself inside her. He collapsed over her afterward, both of them weak and trembling with the force of their orgasm.
"That was ... intense," Lily breathed, still trying to catch her breath as she ran her hands up and down Theo's sweaty back.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to be like that," Theo admitted, his voice rough with emotion. He rolled off of Lily afterward and stared up at the ceiling, feeling like his life had just changed irrevocably. Because he knew, without a doubt, that he was going to fall in love with this woman, and there was no more dangerous move to make besides walking straight into enemy fire.
Sated and trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking, Theo collapsed next to Lily's warm body and held her close as they basked in the afterglow of their incredible union. They had given in to each other's demands tonight, utterly consumed by their lust for one another, lost in a moment of wondrous passion that neither would ever forget.
"Did you mean what you said?" Lily asked after a while of just listening to each other's breathing.
"Mean what?"
"About ..." She swallowed. "About wanting to get me pregnant."
Theo was silent for a moment, thinking over his words carefully. He had been caught up in the moment, driven by a need to claim Lily as his own, but he knew that the desire must have come from some place inside him that wanted it. His family had been taken from him by force, so wasn't it only natural that he had a dream of creating his own and starting anew, even if he hadn't realized it until now?
It was a decision that couldn't be taken lightly. It would change both of their lives forever.
"I did," he finally said, his voice soft and serious. "But only if you want to, Lily. I don't want to force anything on you, and with the rebellion happening ... it's not a safe time to bring a child into this world."
"I ... I don't know," Lily admitted. "I'm still adjusting to the fact that we're married. I knew you would want heirs, but I suppose a part of me thought it wouldn't be for a while still. I didn't think that I would ..." She trailed off, and although Theo wished she would speak her mind, she didn't. "I'm more worried about survival. About making it to tomorrow, rather than thinking that far ahead."
Theo nodded, of course he understood, but he couldn't shake that sharp tightness in his chest, like he'd been stabbed. He had no right to be disappointed. He and Lily hardly knew each other, and here he was, talking about getting her pregnant. Where had his head gone?
"Speaking of which," Lily said quickly, as if she was either afraid of the silence, or afraid of what Theo might say if he was given a moment to speak. "After you confer with your advisors, I was thinking it might be for the best if we approached the wolves for help, too."
Theo's brow crinkled. He hadn't thought of that. "I'm not so sure ... do you think they would help?"