Chapter 34 Enter Me

Chapter 34 Enter Me
Past 

Making an heir? I coughed hard, reacting to what he said. 

I was a woman who had dignity and honor to her family name. I wouldn't dare to taint it and lose my innocence to a man. 

Even though he was a king. 

“Let me help you remove this thick scarf from your neck.” He traced skin, and I felt a burning sensation. 

A sensation I had no idea how to deal with. 

I was certain he found me strange, wearing a scarf inside a man-made lake. Layering myself with clothing helped soothe my mind before coming here. 

I coughed again, putting on an act that I was feeling terribly sick. 

“Are you feeling okay?” He asked, placing his hand on my forehead. 

Yes, get away from me, and I’ll be at my healthiest. 

“I’m okay, I think it’s better to go back to my bedroom, I don’t want the king to get sick because of me.” 

I told him to pull me from the water. He was quick to grab my wrists. 

“You have this nasty habit of trying to escape me.” 

I turned to him, meeting his flaming eyes focused on me.

Cillian’s eyes moved from my chest down to my breasts. I checked on myself, and the wetness made my dress see-through. 

“And you have a nasty habit of staring!” I retorted, lifting my hands to cover my chest. 

He acted swiftly, cupping my face with his hand. I panicked; I swayed, loosening his hold. 

“Cillian, this isn't funny. Let me go.” 

“I’m not letting you go again, but if you prefer to do this with an audience, be my guest, queen.” 

Do what? Making an heir? All the hair in my body stood on end as his mouth got closer to mine. 

“All you have to do is trust me.” His words carried a solid assurance. 

“Do you trust me?” His touch, lingering on my skin, melted my frozen heart. 

“As if I have a choice.” He brought me out of the water, bridal style. 

We passed through a connecting door towards his bedroom. 

He placed my wet body on the top of the mattress, caging me with his strong arms. 

“Relax, I’m not going to hurt you.” He whispered in my ear, his hands busy removing my dress. 

My heart was pounding out of my ribcage, my soul leaving my body. 

I peeked at him under the dim lights; his hair was messy and wet, his toned shoulder glistening, his stomach clenching in a hard intake of air. 

The cold breeze brushed my skin, and Cillian’s oceanic gaze locked me in tunnel vision. 

How could I end up naked with a man?! 

But he wasn't just a man, he was my husband. 

“You’re exquisite.” He uttered, removing the thin white silk clinging for dear life on his magnificent torso. 

My eyes widen in shock as his manhood is on display. 

“That thing is hard.” 

“Hard as a rock.” He said, pressing his lips to mine. 

“Cillian, I don’t know how to do this, or how to touch you. I don’t know how to please a king.” 

His kiss was gentle, unhurried, and smooth. 

Like someone was rocking me to sleep. So soothing, so good. 

“You please me by being you. You are enough.” 

Am I enough? 

A seductive chuckle filled my ears. "I can smell your arousal, Flower..."

My king grinned against my lips before he assaulted my mouth with his tongue again, using his calloused hands to tug down my dress. A row of shudders pummeled through me. Standing naked in front of such a large, well-trained man makes me feel so small in comparison.

I was always worried that Cillian would laugh at the size of my breasts or something else stupid. I lacked self-esteem around him, but it soon became impossible to ignore his twitching cock.

He is large.

Cillian leaned back, staring into my eyes. "You're mine..." he kissed me hard and pulled me into his muscular body. A whimper escaped my lips, and I had to crane my neck to keep kissing him until he leaned back. 

I searched his eyes.

My king smirked before cupping my chin. He held my face, so I wouldn't be able to look away from the anger radiating in his gaze. And I must be sick in the head because I found his hold of me sexy. "You know that I expect an answer, you’re mine, Rinoa."

“Yes.”

I was struggling to breathe under his intense stare. Beads of sweat were forming on my skin, and I exhaled.

I flatten my fingers against his chest, then run them along his body, down across those sexy washboard tone abs. I could feel his muscles stiffen beneath my touch.

"I..." I swallow hard. Then I go for it. "I'm clueless how this works. I was never with a man."

A slow, sexy smile spreads across his lips. "Then I think I  should finish what you started."

He claimed my lips, and I mewled into his mouth. Cillian positioned himself, making it more challenging for me to breathe as his weight pressed on top of me.

Suddenly, his mouth leaves mine, and he smiles darkly. "Your lips taste like cherry..."

He dipped down again, kissing me with more passion than before.

Dear heavens, this man will ruin me!

Cillian was the only man I've kissed, but damn, when he kissed me, he took the lead, molding his sinful lips to mine and biting down on my tongue whenever I tried to catch a breath.

My heart was pounding, and I was wet, so incredibly wet for this possessive ruler yet sexy man.

There was fear in my bones, but it added to the excitement of the game we were playing.

Suddenly, he stopped devouring my mouth and lifted me off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his waist and let my eyes soak up every inch of his tanned, delicious skin. I was shy to lick my lips at his pectoral muscles and the sexy V-lines pointing to his crotch area.

"I'm going to remind you not to let anyone else touch you," he whispers angrily into my ear. "You're mine, Agatha, and only mine—I won't let anyone else have you."

My cheeks burned like the sun. When he leaned back, his eyes glowed, and he lowered his voice. 

"Wrap your legs harder around me so I can enter you."

My private throbbed in response to the authority in his voice. He wasn't even inside me, and I'm already shuddering from anticipation. The seductive darkness residing in his eyes was impossible to ignore, even if my conscience was starting to warn me about this.

The small voice in the back of my head said something about how it isn't a good idea to sleep with an angry tyrant king. 

I wrapped my legs tighter around his sexy waist and tried not to scream as he slowly entered me. He stretched me beyond my comfort zone, filling me in places that I didn't even know existed.

And I broke another promise to myself, I abandoned my freedom in exchange for him.