Valencia

    My heart was beating so loudly I felt the entire kingdom could hear me getting all nervous and excited about this man.

    Truth be told, I should not be even thinking about going down on him now. There were a million other things I had to worry about, several other scenarios that could put our life in jeopardy again.

    But then, I had yed by the rules, tried hard to do whatever I was tasked with and yet fate kept taunting me, the magic evading me and some crazy visions/hallucinations I could not make sense entirely of suddenly conjuring out of thin air.

    I shoved them all down deep in my mind to pull them up one by one and analyzeter. For now, my mind was upied with feeling every inch of him because I had been so close to losing him.

    I didn’t want to regret postponing this for even the apocalypse if it were to hit us tomorrow morning.

    “No chancei” /iI said, feigning far more courage than I felt.

    Killian’s eyes were glowing like moltenva as he looked at my lips again. He was going to lean in when I shook my head,

    “Step back” I said, cing my index finger on his chest. He was surprised at the control I could exert and even I felt surprised at myself.

    I would pat my backter though. Now, I just wanted to tame this untamable prince and his long shaft.

    “What are you doing?” He asked, knowing very well what I was doing as I began removing his belt and unfastening the buttons of his pants.

    I was being stupid but I wanted to see it through.

    He discarded the pants to the side and now he was just standing in his boxers.

    And I gulped.

    There was so much skin on disy and frankly every part of him was chiseled and honed to perfection.

    If his torso was broad and muscled, his legs were thick and my eyes widened as I wondered just how big his dick was.

    I was not a prude when it came to sex but my experience with the opposite gender was limited to ydates when I was young that had left me with quite a bit of trauma.

    So whatever I was doing with Killian took a lot of courage and I guess he could tell I was nervous.

    But then bever /bsince he told me thest time about his knot, I had not really gotten time to ponder about it.

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    And why ponder when I could look at it up close?

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    Killian saw the wild thoughts chasing in my eyes and reached for my hand to ce it on the waistband of his boxers.

    “Show me how wild you are”

    He was baiting me, challenging me.

    And I was never one to back down from a challenge.

    So, I took a deep breath and yanked thest piece of clothing down from him.

    And just gawked at him as his length sprang free of the boxers.

    I couldn’t help but stare at his dick. It was thick and long and I wondered how that big a thing would ever fit anything.

    He was too big. And then there was that infamous knot at the base of his hard length.

    I gulped nervously as I kept looking at his long shaft that stood tall and proud, at the knot that was slowly beginning to erge.

    “Having second thoughts?” Killian asked.

    His eyes darkened as his hair clung to his face, curling into tendrils that were stered to his forehead.

    I looked back into his eyes again and repeated.

    “No chance”

    I let out a breath and tentatively reached forward. My fingers touched the tip of his shaft and I swear I saw him shiver.

    I was going to be the woman who would proudly tell everyone that she had been able to tame the cruelest prince, the exiled heir of Elorin.

    I began slowly tracing my hand on his tip, circling it as he looked at me with lust. It was mixed with his animalistic desire to kill his prey, just like back in the castle grounds, to im it as his own.

    He was feral and he was a sin but I could not care lessb. /bI needed to taste him, to suck him dry and leave him on the brink of his orgasm just as he had done to me.

    So, I got down on my knees and his tip was now at eye level with me. I gripped his cock hard, enjoying the gasp that escaped from between his lips.

    And, I did not give him the chance to recover as I bent over and took the moist tip between my lips.

    This time the gasp was raw, animalistic…more like a roar.

    His hand reached for my hair but I was not going to let him take back control. I bwas /bgoing to continue

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    surprising him.

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    I had barely touched my lips to his tip before I backed up, removing it carefully and enjoying the startled look.

    “Hands off my King or I stop,” I growled huskily.

    And his eyes flew wide open.

    “What did you just call me?” He asked, surprise coating every word that left his mouth.

    I had never called him anything else other than his name or maybe my boytoy when I was feeling particrly kinky.

    But he would call me his queen every now and then.

    So it felt natural for me to call him that.

    Killian’s reaction was priceless as he continued to stare at me. I gently pushed him back to let him lean on the bed because his bandage was still new and I didn’t want to reopen the wound.

    “You might want to sit down, your highness”

    I said and his eyes narrowed. At first, he seemed happy but then thought that I was probably teasing him.

    And he did not love the way I talked one bit. I could see it on his face. The way his jaw twitched at the idea of me dismissing his im of being the exiled heir to whatever cursed throne he wanted back.

    But, I did not want to give him time to think.

    Nor did I wait for his answer and brought my lips to his glistening head again.

    He threw his head back as I slowly took him back inside of my

    mouth.

    Was I doing it right? I had never done this before and it was only instincts guiding me.

    I had no idea if Killian was enjoying this as much as I was but right now, it felt correct…whatever we were doing.

    Killian’s eyes blinked all too rapidly as I flicked my tongue over the swollen engorged head, brazenly meeting his eyes, showing him that I was not afraid, that I was not a chicken.

    And the fact was that I was enjoying the taste of his shaft.

    I took more, rewarding him for doing as I had told him to. He kept off my head so I could take him in slowly, at a pace I wasfortable with.

    I could feel his legs quaking as I circled my tongue over his shaft again, making him growl in need.

    He tried to touch me again so I pulled back, running my nails gently over his thighs, scraping lightly against his tough skin.

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    He parted his legs, and his hand reached for my head again. I wanted to snatch back control but I was too engrossed in the act.

    So, when he growled in a carnal voice, I shivered, not with fear but pleasure.

    Grabbing my hair, he pushed my mouth forward, making me swallow another inch of him.

    My teeth scraped the sensitive skin of his shaft and he groaned in pleasure. I felt the precum leak from his tip as he muttered,

    “Swallow it”

    As if I was not going to. My tongue licked his tip, making him shudder as I kept licking and sucking at his shaft.

    I shuddered andplied, trying my best and to provide a satisfying amount of lubrication. He sighed in pleasure as he gripped my hair again.

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