Just Between Us (The Kings)

Veda wasquiet as she watched the water circle the drain. Her black hair smoothed down her back in a thick, wet curtain as the water rolled over her shoulders. I cleaned my cum off her creamy skin and studied her face as her eyes closed and her head tipped back.

I was staring and couldn’t get enough.

When I’d first seen Veda, she was hell on wheels—her take-no-shit attitude was on full display, and she oozed masculine energy.

With me, she was soft and pliant.

“I can feel you staring at me,” she said, eyes closed as I worked shampoo into her silky strands.

“I can’t help it.” I lathered her hair and gently scratched her scalp. “You’re the most ethereal, feminine woman I have ever met.”

She hummed and peeked at me with one eye. “Can I tell you a secret?”

I nodded and worked to rinse the shampoo from her hair. “Of course.”

“No one has ever accused me of being feminine. Too masculine? All the time.” She sighed as the hot water sluiced down her back.

She moaned in appreciation as I worked conditioner into the ends of her hair. “I think being a sub has its perks.”

I nodded, understanding exactly what she was talking about. “That’s the thing I’ve learned from this lifestyle. You’re so used to having to be the badass. The boss. But you don’t have to do that with me. I am able to bring enough masculine energy to our dynamic to allow you to step into your feminine energy.”

I held Veda in my arms as she softened and looked up at me. “A girl could get used to this.”

I closed my eyes as I held her.

Me too.

After I made sure every inch of Veda was cleaned, I stood her in front of my vanity mirror. Her hair was wrapped up in a fluffy white towel, but she stood naked in front of me. I scooped a dollop of lotion and warmed it in my hands. Starting at her shoulders, I massaged the creamy lotion into her skin. My thumbs pressed into the knots near her shoulder blades, and she groaned.

“That feels incredible.” She rolled her head as I worked down to her hips. “I’ve been hunched over paperwork, and it’s fucking with my back.”

“You work too hard,” I said.

“Talk to your brother. That guy never quits.” As I lotioned her hips, she shifted backward.

My cock stirred as I grabbed a handful of her cheeks and squeezed. “Want me to kick his ass?”

A soft chuckle bubbled out of her. “Nah, he’s okay. I mean, he’s kind of a dick, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.”

When I reached her calves, I was on my knees in front of her. Her eyes blazed as she looked down at me with a raised eyebrow. “Now this is a change.”

I smirked, knowing she was taking full advantage of the role reversal. “Just because I’m on my knees doesn’t mean I’m not in control.”

Her skin flushed as my hand moved up her inner thigh. I may have lived out a fantasy by slipping my cock between her tits, but I was far from done with her.

My eyes locked on hers, and I slid my hand between her legs. Her sharp intake of breath hitched as I ran my finger through her wetness.

I teased her opening and she gripped my shoulders, whimpering.

“So needy . . .” I chuckled and my cock went rock hard. “You asked me earlier if I was going to fuck you. Is that what you want, Veda?”

“Yes, sir.” She licked her lips. “Please . . .”

My jaw flexed to bite back a satisfied smile. Every cell in my body screamed for her. I wanted her in every way imaginable. I wanted nothing more than to give her everything she needed until she was wrung out and sated.

I stood, slipping my finger from her pussy and sucking it into my mouth. Possessiveness filled my chest, and I bent to toss her small frame over my shoulder.

A surprised yelp echoed in the bathroom. Her towel unwound from her head into a heap on the floor.

Upside down she wiggled, and I slapped her ass. “Let’s go, Precious.”

Her hands ran down my back, outlining my tattoos with her fingertips. Electricity crackled up my spine at her delicate, playful touch. My blood surged between my legs, ready to take her and connect with her as my own.

In my bedroom I stomped toward the king-size bed and plopped her onto the mattress. She scurried up, her wet hair cascading around her shoulders and shielding her breasts from my view.

One hand reached forward, gripping her thigh just above the knee. I pulled her toward me with one tug, and she collapsed onto her back.

“What’s your favorite position?” she asked, breathless.

A wolf’s grin spread across my face as I looked down at her and climbed onto the bed, between her legs. “Missionary.”

Her brows furrowed and she scoffed. “That’s boring,” she teased.

I spread her legs wider, my dominant urges to claim her bubbling to the surface like a pot about to boil over.

I fingered her tight, wet cunt. “Is it boring that I want to sink my cock into you and watch your tits bounce while I choke you?” Her pussy clenched around my fingers, and I smirked. “That’s what I thought.”

Her breath hitched. “Royal . . .”

I shook my head. “We won’t do anything you’re not ready for.”

She lifted to her elbows, still swaying her hips as my fingers moved in and out of her. She licked her lips. “I want you to tell me what that looks like—if it’s safe.”

I removed my fingers and pinned her with a serious look. “I will always keep you safe, but breath play isn’t something to take lightly.”

“Tell me,” she urged.

I ran my hands up her sides, unable to break our connection. “It’s my hand on your neck. I apply pressure to the sides in a way that restricts blood flow, not air. It heightens the experience for both of us. If it’s ever too much you verbally tell me stop or you tap my side or both and I immediately release pressure.”

Her chest rose and fell as her breath quickened. I could tell she was already running through a thousand scenarios in her mind.

“We’ll only try it if and when you’re ready.” I pulled her hips toward me, my aching cock begging to slide inside her.

She wiggled her hips and lay flat on her back as I teased her pussy with the head of my cock. I dragged it through her, stopping to slap the head against her clit.

Her hips bucked. “Oh god, yes. I want it.”

I exhaled. “I know you want this cock, Precious.”

She shook her head. “No, I want it all. I want you to take me and choke me while you do it.”

My blood ran hot. I stared down at her, and it took everything in my power not to shift my hips and pound into her.

To claim her as mine.

I had shifted to reach for the nightstand and get a condom when her hand on my wrist stopped me. “Take me now. Please.”

My restraint was holding on by a thread as I dragged my cock through her heat. My abs bunched as I held back from thrusting into her. “I’m clean. I can give it to you bare, if that’s what you want.”

Her mouth hung open as she studied my face.

My brows pinched. I needed to hear the words to confirm that she knew what she was getting herself into and that she felt safe with me. “Do you believe me?”

Veda’s face was flushed with desire. “If I can trust you to not kill me, I can believe that you’re clean. I am, too, and I’m on birth control. Do you trust me?”

So much more than you know.

“I do.”

Her hands gripped my thighs and squeezed. “I’m ready, sir.”

Notched at her entrance, my cock twitched. She was wet, but not enough.

I lowered my face and spit on her slick pussy. I thrust forward, my thick cock already stretching her. My right hand moved between her breasts and up the column of her neck. The muscles in her throat worked as she swallowed beneath my palm.

I inched into her, gently applying a small amount of pressure to her neck. Her eyes were closed and her back arched.

“Open them. Eyes on me.” Every muscle in my body was attuned to her, and I wanted to see the look in her eyes when I filled her.

With every inch I fed her, my grip on her neck tightened. “Yes.” Her voice was a desperate plea.

I sank into her, my hip bones pressed against her as I filled her completely. Keeping my hold on her neck light, I pumped into her.

Ah, fuck, she’s tight.

I’d always taken safe sex seriously, but something about taking Veda bare cracked me open. With long, deep strokes, I pumped into her. Her legs wrapped around me as I moved. My eyes never left her face as I fucked her and brought her closer to the edge.

Her eyes closed and mouth fell open. Her breaths whooshed out every time I pounded into her, and her pussy squeezed my cock in a vise grip. I stared at the way my tattooed hand encircled her pretty little throat. A deep sense of protection and trust surged through me.

“Eyes on me,” I demanded. “I want you to see that it’s me who’s taking you bare and stretching you open.”

Her soft lashes fluttered, and her jade-green eyes gazed up at me.

“There’s my sweet girl.” I hissed out a shaky breath as I moved my hips. “You’re doing so good, Precious.”

She preened at my praise. Her tits bounced with every rough thrust as I set a commanding pace and drove her closer to her orgasm. Veda was on the razor’s edge, and I wasn’t far behind her.

Her eyes locked on mine, flashing with desire. “More.”

With a flex of my hand, I increased the pressure and stilled when I was balls deep inside her. She shattered around me, a cry falling from her lips. Wave after coursing wave crashed through her as she came. I had never seen anything so gorgeous as Veda Bauer coming on my cock and screaming my name as she fell apart. My grip loosened as I allowed her to ride the waves of her orgasm.

Beneath me she went limp and laughed. “Holy fuck.”

I examined her neck, satisfied I hadn’t left marks on her delicate skin. My back ached and my body screamed for release. The singular thought of filling her up and claiming her in every way ran on a loop in my head. I’d never wanted or needed another woman with such intensity.

It was dizzying, and I needed to pump her full of my cum. Maybe I’d even make her walk around after so it would drip out of her, painting her inner thighs and claiming even more parts of her as mine, long after we’d finished.

With a growl, I slipped from inside her and shifted, tossing Veda onto her stomach. My hands slid under her hip bones, propping her bare ass up in front of me.

I gripped my cock and lined it up to her dripping, needy cunt. “Tits on the bed, Precious.”

She complied, and I slid into her tight heat with a hiss. I drove into her, chasing my release as my hips slapped against her ass. Her gasp as I filled her was enough to send me reeling. One hand held her hip, and the other fisted in her long, dark hair. Gently, I pulled her head back to gaze at her pretty face. Her mouth fell open, and I knew she needed that filled too. Reaching forward, I hooked a finger into her mouth, then two.

She moaned and sucked on my fingers as I fucked her. My free hand reached forward, plucking a hard nipple and rolling it between my fingers. I stared down at her, watching my cock slide in and out of her pussy. Her ass taunted me. With a wicked grin, I sucked my thumb, wetting it with my saliva and teasing the opening with gentle pressure.

She bucked and stilled, clamping her mouth around my fingers. “You like that?”

She moaned and nodded.

Gripping her ass cheek, I circled the rim with the smallest amount of added pressure until the tip of my thumb just barely slipped inside her. She cried out as she came again.

I used both hands to grip her hips and hold her steady as she bucked. “That’s it, Precious. Come on my cock, knowing I filled every hole you have.”

Speared on my cock, her pussy clenched so tight that I lost it. I pumped into her as I came. Bracing myself against her, I let myself go until I was completely empty.

With a groan and graceless flop, I lay beside her on the bed. She had collapsed onto her stomach as I stared at the ceiling. Our panting filled the silence in the bedroom.

Holy hell.

Sure, sex was fun, but it had never been like that. With Veda it was intense and all-consuming. She’d changed me, and I was certain nothing would ever compare to how fucking good we were together.

My hand found her back, and I indulged in the softness of her skin. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Her head turned to face me. “Are you kidding me right now? I can’t move. I can’t think.”

I gave her a playful grin as I placed my hands under my head. “I didn’t mean to break you.”

Veda shifted to snuggle into the nook of my arm. She rested her head on my chest with a contented sigh. “I think you might have fixed me.”

I pulled her closer and dropped my nose to her hair.

I think I know exactly what you mean.