I craned my neck to kiss her, grinding into her. “Fucking tease.”

She straightened and took my hands. Lacing her fingers through mine, she drew them over my head. I liked how her breasts hung so close to my face as she stretched to hold me in place. She spoke near my lips.

“I am not teasing,” she said and opened her mouth against mine, but she did not kiss me. Releasing my hands, she reached between her legs and grasped my cock.

I groaned and went to slip my fingers into her, but then she pushed the head of my cock through her heat before sliding down, settling deep until her ass touched my balls. She sat there for a moment, looking down at me, her hands planted on my chest, her breasts pressed together. I reached for them, squeezing as I lifted my hips.

“You are so fucking beautiful.”

She laughed but did not speak. She was so dazed, and I loved it, loved that I could give her this high, that she could become so lost in me she could barely think.

She started to move, her heat enveloping my length, her wetness dripping down my balls.

I gripped her hips and helped her move, alternating between letting her grind against me and thrusting into her. At some point, I sat up, mouth colliding with hers as she wrapped her arms around me. I pressed my face into her breasts, taking her nipples into my mouth, sucking them until she gasped, my mind completely lost in the sensation of being inside her. My cock felt so full, my balls so heavy. I wanted to come inside her; I wanted to come on her breasts and in her mouth. I wanted to fill up every part of her.

I shifted her to her back and slipped into her again. We rocked together, hardly breathing, holding each other’s gazes.

“I’m going to come,” I said. My head was spinning, and my cock was pulsing. I gripped her, pulling her head back, exposing her neck.

“Bite me,” she said. “Take my blood and fill me with your come.”

I had no control. I bit into her neck, and she came, her muscles clenching around my cock. My release shot through me and I shuddered, allowing a guttural sound to escape my mouth as it filled with her blood. We stayed still, locked together, bodies flushed, drenched in sweat as I took long pulls from her, ceasing only when my cock grew soft inside her.

I kissed her neck and then her mouth, my body melting into hers. She let me rest my head against her breasts, her hands smoothing my hair.

After a moment, she spoke, voice heavy with sleep.

“What will you do about Solaris?” she asked.

I lifted my head and looked at her.

“I don’t like his name in your mouth,” I said.

“I don’t like his presence in my castle,” she countered.