Chapter 182 Chapter 181
A hand reached out, groping her waist and he began fondling with her soft skin, pressing himself even closer till not even a hair strand could get between them. His hands traveled upward, down and around, groping her nicely rounded buttocks, caressing her supple breasts, parting her creamy thighs. She moaned, clinging to him while her face turned beet red. The smell of her arousal infiltrated his nose and he snarled. Hell, that was even more addicting than her natural scent. He wanted to get right to the source and lap it up.
"Your majesty, please... " A soft plea tore from her lips, her breathing ragged.
"Please, what?" He groaned with a voice so husky, it was inaudible.
"Take the ache away," She cried, undulating her hips, an helpless, aroused look in her eyes.
It surprised him that he wanted to. He needed to see her boneless and pliant in his hands. She would look marvelous. With a growl, his slipped his hands between her thighs, surprised at how wet her undergarments had become. Her flush deepened, spreading down her neck, but it didn't look like she wanted him to stop.
He ripped the rest of the berriers of her, seeking and finding the sensitive nub tucked away and began to tease. A sharp cry tore from her lips, sweat beading her forehead. She spread her legs even further, granting him more access, her hips grinding against his fingers.
Caressing her slick folds, he found the tiny opening and tried to slip a finger. As expected, he was met with resistance. " Hellishly tight. So untrained.. " He growled, his voice thickened with lust and frustration.
His wolf was excited with the idea of being her first and banged at him to claim her, but the tiger gave no reaction, strangely quiet within him. "We need to get rid of that barrier." He growled letting his fingers roam the edges of her hot, dripping core, the soft squelching sounds filling his ears like the sweetest melody. His cock strained behind his breeches, but he ignored the arousal pounding down on him, determined to give her pleasure.
"Oh..." She gasped, grabbing his robes as he continued to rub her clit. Waves after waves of sensation swarmed her, blotting out any feeling of shame and embarrassment. Her body was already strung tight, ready to snap.
A deep rumble began in Xenon throat, but he kept on fondling her clit, driving her higher in the pinnacle of pleasure till she erupted with a cry, making a mess on his fingers. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, mouth slack as her body jacknifed with pleasure, unintelligible sounds spilling from her lips.
Xenon held her until her body calmed down, slumped against him, breathing raggedly. Slowly withdrawing his fingers, he carried her away from the wall, setting her up on trembling legs.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice threaded with concern.
Rayena nodded, still too stunned to speak. What she had just experienced was beyond her wildest imagination. If his fingers could make her feel so amazing, she wondered how he would feel inside her. Her traitorous body warmed at the thought, and a soft sound slipped from her lips.
"That's enough for now. Go to your chambers," he ordered, severing all contact with her.
Disappointment so overwhelming crashed over her, and she tilted, almost losing her balance. Was he sending her back to the harem? After what they shared? How was she to act normal after what she had just experienced?
Xenon glanced over his shoulder, his eyes narrowed. "Why haven't you left? I prepared a chamber for you here in the palace. You'll be staying here from now on."
"Oh..." Rayena muttered, lost for words. She instantly reached for her clothes, hiding the excitement brimming in her heart. Once she was done dressing, she bowed again. "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Without waiting for a response, she walked out of his chambers, the door closing behind her.
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When Rayena stepped out, she found a palace worker ready to escort her back to her harem. She quietly followed her, her mind and thoughts still with the king in his chambers. When they arrived at the door, she was surprised to see it wasn’t so far off. The palace worker opened the door and ushered her in, and she was splendidly surprised at how grand this new chamber was.
Not only was it much bigger than the room she had back in the harem, it also provided privacy — something that had been scarce since she had arrived at the palace. It had already been furnished with everything she could possibly need, as well as her things from the harem.
She danced around in happiness, throwing herself on the plush bed in pure glee, a squeal escaping her lips. She still couldn’t believe she was going to be this close to the king. Though she couldn’t understand why it made her so happy, she refused to dwell on it. This was a change she was willing to welcome.
Back at the king’s chambers, Xenon’s other halves were battling with him to get Rayena back to the room. The urge to claim her was maddening, and the scent of her that still clung to his fingers truly wasn’t helping. It didn’t matter how many times he washed them, they refused to fade. He caught a whiff of it again, and his cock throbbed, shards of pain spiking up his body, the pounding in his skull intensifying.
Decades of denying his sexual needs, and now everything was setting him off. Unable to take it anymore, he opted to jerk himself off to relieve some of the tension. His hand went down to his throbbing length, and he began to pump. His wolf whined, clearly not finding it as pleasurable as when Rayena did it for them, but this would have to do.
Burying his fingers to his nose, he continued to stroke himself, groaning as he neared his release, only to be violently whipped with memories of his assault from Anastasia. His hands froze, disgust crawling up him like veins, making his skin crawl. Just like that, all the lust and desire he was feeling faded like mist in the sun. He couldn’t believe that after all these years, he still couldn’t get past those years under Anastasia’s bondage.
On the flip side, he was no longer horny. Xenon was about to call for a bath when he changed his mind. A run in the woods and a swim in the river would be a much better alternative.
A run, he will do.