Page 166 of Between Two Kings

It felt like their first time in the cave together—when Caspen had touched himself to the sight of her and Tem had done the same. So much had happened since then. Tem had grown immeasurably, and so had Caspen. They were married now, and they were bound together by blood. Now, when Tem looked up at the man she loved, she saw everything she’d had a thousand times before and she only wanted it more. Caspen was a king, and Tem his eager subject. It was an honor to witness such majesty.

Look at you, doing as you are told.

Tem bit her lip. She would do anything for him.

So good. So beautiful.

She would be beautiful for him.

Both hands, Tem.

Tem used both hands, opening herself for Caspen, making sure he saw everything he deserved to touch. She wished dearly that this could end in sex. But if this was the only way she could have him, they would have to make it worth it.

Deeper.

She went even deeper.

Caspen’s cock was hard in his hand, unyielding in its rigidity. Tem would never get used to making him this way. It was a privilege and an honor she couldn’t comprehend, and she only hoped she was worthy of it.

Faster, Tem.

Tem went faster.

Again. Just like that.

She was desperate now. Desperate for him.

Again.

His commands were militant. Ruthless. But Tem didn’t care. She wanted it this way, wanted Caspen to feel in control. She wanted to give him this, since she was unable to give him anything else. It was her pleasure to obey.

Do not come until I tell you to.

Now that would be difficult. Tem wasn’t used to timing her climax and certainly not when she wanted it so badly. She immediately held her breath, somehow hoping that might help her resist. But nothing could stop the wave that built insistently in her core, pushing her toward inevitability.

Please, Caspen.

Not yet.

Please.

No. Behave.

Tem writhed on the bed. It was agony to deny herself this. But she wanted to do as Caspen said; she wanted to behave. Before Tem could release her breath, Caspen was upon her. His knees pushed the mattress down on either side of her. He leaned down, positioning his face right above hers so they were looking each other dead in the eye as he growled. Tem heard the hunger in that growl, felt his lust for her in her very bones. She kept her eyes wide open as he straightened, shifting forward and holding his cock by its base.

Open your mouth.

Tem did so, like she had so many times before.

One stroke. That was all it took for Caspen’s cum to pour onto her waiting tongue, slipping down the back of her throat. Tem swallowed, but Caspen wasn’t done. He leaned back, flicking his cock across her neck and letting the rest of his release splatter onto her skin.

Now.

Sweet relief coursed through Tem. It took just one caress of her clitoris to take her straight into orgasm. She rode the wave gratefully, savoring the pure ecstasy that accompanied release. Caspen watched her proudly, his body still towering above hers. Tem knew he needed this, needed to see her submit. And she was happy to do so.

It was horrible not being able to touch him, and she knew it was even worse for him to resist her. But this was all they could do for now—all Tem could give him was a show. And that’s what she did, sliding her hand once more between her legs. The other she raised to her mouth, licking her own wetness from her fingers. Caspen stroked his cock as she did it, making himself immediately hard again. It took everything in Tem not to sit up and take him into her mouth. Instead, she said, I wish I could taste you.

And I you.