Ceremony of Seduction (26 page)

“This is only the beginning, my love.”

Arching her hips against him with every thrust, she spiraled higher and higher. She wished her hands were free, so she could touch him, could run her hands over the hard planes of his chest and through his thick dark hair to pull him down to her.

To her right, Grayson cried out, and she turned just as his chiseled features twisted with the strength of his sudden release, pearly come spurting out of his straining cock. As if in slow motion, he continued to pump his shaft until all his essence was spent. The hot come spattered against her breast, shooting an explosion of power through her. She arched off the altar as her body struggled to contain the new fission of power.

Her mouth fell open as the come disappeared as if her pores drank the essence in. Flashing white lights assaulted her vision and she felt like she was trapped in a room full of continuous flashing light bulbs. Dizziness threatened and her body bucked against this new overload of power.

After a few minutes of fighting it, she remembered to relax and funnel the power away, back toward Tador.

No sooner had she cleared her vision than another shot of come sizzled against her bare stomach, this time from Ryan. The thick liquid seeped into her skin like molasses through cloth, the power of the life contained inside, turning quickly to another surge of power inside her already overtaxed system.

She breathed deeply and let it flow through her and out into the land. A strong rope of power formed between her and the planet that was Tador, the world that sustained them all. With each new influx of essence, the connection of power between them strengthened.

Now that she controlled the power, she opened her eyes, bringing herself back to the present. Stone still thrust into her in a continual steady rhythm and as each Adonis spent his load, he stepped back, letting another one toward the front for his turn.

Her arousal continued to tighten in a leisurely burn against her senses. Another batch of come landed hot and erotic against her belly and she realized that all twenty Klatch men had given their contribution. She wrapped her legs around Stone’s waist, pulling him in tighter with every thrust.

“Come for me, Stone. I need your essence inside me.”

He growled in response and with three final pumps, emptied himself into her. His release deep against her core pushed her over the precipice and her body flowed with endless waves of pleasure.

As the final spasms of her orgasm drained away, Tador’s link to her mother loosened and fell away. Instead, the steady thrum of energy it needed to survive, to thrive, now flowed from her. She felt like a mother breastfeeding her newborn, an exquisite pleasure totally unlike anything she’d ever known. Then she became aware of another entity slowly pulling power and nourishment from her.

A child. Stone’s child, deep inside her womb where he’d planted it. No, she corrected—
her,
not
it
. “Stone’s daughter,” she whispered in wonder. “I’m carrying Stone’s daughter.”

Self-satisfied male laughter rang out over the room. But she knew him well enough to recognize the relief in his tone.

Sasha released her bonds and Stone picked her up, cradling her in his strong arms.

Curling against him, she whispered against his chest. “Where are we going?”

“I’m going to take you to the baths to get you cleaned up and soothe your sore body. Then I’m taking you to bed…to sleep,” he added firmly before kissing her on top of the head.

A
lyssa lay limp in Stone’s arms unable to summon enough energy to even open her heavy eyelids.

Shhh, my beautiful witch. Relax and let me tend you. You’ve had a long night.
A gentle kiss brushed across her forehead as he slowly lowered her into the warm waters of the baths. The sensation of the gently frothing waters against her over-sensitized skin ripped a cry from her parched throat and she clutched at Stone’s shoulders. Tremors ran through her entire body and she clamped her teeth together to keep from biting her tongue.

Stone sat, and cradled her in his arms, rocking her until her body slowly acclimated and she relaxed against him again.

Drink, my love.
He held a goblet to her lips and she gladly swallowed the cool water, which helped soothe the aftermath of the fire that had raged within her. Stone’s naked skin slid over hers in the warm water and she wanted to nuzzle against him like a cat and lick the moisture from his golden skin. He chuckled and she remembered that now he could hear her thoughts. Just as well since she didn’t have the energy to speak, let alone make good on her erotic thoughts.

There will be time enough for that when you’ve recovered. I’m going to lay you on the bathing platform so I can wash you. Just relax, beloved.

The gel-like substance of the platform soothed her back and for a moment, Stone’s touch disappeared, leaving her bereft and alone. Panic whipped through her and she fought to open her eyes, to find him, to beg him not to leave her. But then his warm hand settled against her scalp, calming her.
What the hell is wrong with me? I’ve never been so clingy and panicked.

I’m here, Alyssandra. Don’t worry, I’ll never leave you. I’ll always be close by.
He brushed a kiss over her lips.
This is a normal reaction to the ceremony. Don’t worry, it’s temporary.

She lay like the dead against the bathing platform as Stone carefully soaped her body—her hands, arms, and shoulders and then carefully rinsed them. He massaged her skin and aching muscles as he rinsed her clean. She wanted to moan in ecstasy when he massaged the palms of her hands and her fingers. She was amazed at how non-sexual touching could be so comforting and erotic at the same time.

Then slowly, deliberately, he soaped her breasts, stomach, legs and feet, again following each rinsing with a very thorough massage. Each time Alyssa thought there was no more tension in her entire body, Stone’s careful massage would banish even more and she would sink against the platform farther.

He slowly spread her legs and took special care around her ass and slit, but rather than his touch being sexual, it was caring and nurturing and her heart swelled inside her chest. He rinsed her thoroughly and then placed a small kiss against her gently rounded stomach.
I can’t believe our daughter is growing inside you.
He smiled, his lips still against her skin and she wished she had the energy to reach up and run her fingers through his hair.

He trailed his fingers against her skin as he walked around the platform toward her head. Warm water flowed over her hair and then something cool touched her scalp as Stone began to lather her hair. The shampoo filled the chamber with the scents of vanilla and lavender, reminding her of the oil he’d used with her just a few short days ago. He slowly massaged her scalp and she knew if she had any energy left at all, she’d be purring like a kitten under his attentive hands. When every inch of her scalp had been thoroughly massaged, he carefully rinsed her hair, ensuring no water got into her eyes or ears.

Alyssandra, I’m right here. I need to wash, but I don’t want you to think I’ve left you.
His presence stayed inside her mind, comforting her as the sounds of him washing his body reached her. When he was finished, he slowly lifted her, carrying her out of the baths and into the dressing rooms where she’d first met Sasha.

He took his time, carefully toweling her dry and reapplying the salve he’d washed from her ass. He bundled her hair into a towel and wrapped her in a fluffy robe before carrying her out of the bathing chamber and up toward her room.

What seemed like only seconds later, the soft mattress in her room cushioned her and Stone’s naked form pressed behind her, his arm coming over her waist, his large hand cupping her breast. She gathered enough energy to place her hand over his before letting sleep take her.

Alyssa woke to Stone’s strong arms around her and his hard cock nestled in the crack of her ass. She smiled and stretched back against him like a cat. Apparently, her energy had returned in force. She’d never felt better in her entire life. “Can we wake up like this every morning for the rest of our lives?”

His deep chuckling against her neck reverberated through her, making her nipples pebble and her clit swell. “As you wish, my queen.”

Alyssa started at Stone referring to her as “queen,” and then laughed. “You know, I guess I just realized that we are now the king and queen. Isn’t it rather surreal?”

Stone rolled her over onto her back, immediately covering her as he slid his cock deep inside her slick channel, ripping a surprised moan from her throat. “I’ll admit, the new titles will take a while to get used to. But my duties to my new queen will be no hardship. Especially since there are no longer any barriers between us.” He pulled out slowly until the swollen tip of his cock teased the soft underside of her clit, and then he surged forward again, filling her.

Alyssa gasped at the intense pleasure and power that flowed through her body as her hips instinctively rose to meet his thrusts. It took her a moment to realize that she could feel everything Stone did through their empathic link. She wriggled under him and gasped as she was hit by double simultaneous sensations.

Stone laughed. “This might take some getting used to. I had no idea women were so sensitive to every movement.”

Alyssa swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. “I had no idea how exquisite if felt to push your cock inside a hot wet woman.”

She wrapped her legs around his trim waist, and pulled him farther inside with every thrust. The crisp hairs surrounding his cock brushed against her swollen clit each time he filled her, and they both moaned as her nails dug into his back. The now familiar rush of energy flowed through her body, increasing with Stone’s every movement.

She looked up into Stone’s eyes, surprised to see a gentleness and vulnerability there she’d never seen before during any of their sex play. He cradled her face in his hands, his movements inside her suddenly tender as his emotions swelled around her. He ran a callused thumb over her cheek before slowly lowering his lips to hers.

He dipped his tongue inside and caressed every inch of her mouth, exploring, tasting, memorizing. He tasted spicy and male and each caress made her heart swell inside her chest even as her arousal tightened deep inside her.

I finally have you all to myself, my lovely Alyssandra.
He waited for no reply, but brushed a soft kiss over her lips and then pulled back to look at her while he continued the slow steady rhythm.

The moment was too tender for words and Alyssa found it erotic to look into his eyes while his cock filled her over and over. “Stone…”

Her muscles gripped around him, causing an exquisite friction between them and in unspoken agreement, they continued the slow smooth rhythm until Stone’s hot come spurted inside her, triggering her own blinding release.

When her vision cleared, she threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled his lips down to hers. As their tongues dueled and played, his cock hardened inside her once more.

Did I mention I love Klatch men’s recharge time?

He nipped at her lips and began to move inside her once more. “It’s due to the energy of the queen, but I’ll take credit if you like.”

She chuckled against his neck. “Fuck me, Stone. Fuck me like you’ve always imagined.”

A surge of all-male triumph flowed through their emphatic connection as she broke through his chains of control. He lifted her leg, changing the angle, before he pistoned inside her as deep as he’d ever been. With each powerful thrust, energy surged through her to spiral out of her body and into the air around them. Soon it became difficult to breathe and yet Stone didn’t slow or stop.

He lowered his face next to her ear, his morning stubble gently abrading her cheek. “Nourish the land, my love, then I will make you scream my name while you come.”

His whispered promise caused her inner muscles to clench harder around his cock, milking him, and he groaned. “Witch…” he panted against her neck.

Alyssa closed her eyes and allowed the power to flow freely through her. She pictured the planet in her mind and carefully funneled her power toward the dark spots of decay. Each slowly brightened until they glittered with health and vitality before she moved on to the next.

When she neared the ends of her reserve of power, she opened her eyes, surprised to find Stone watching her, while he fucked her hard. “Welcome back, my queen.” He lowered his lips to hers and thrust his tongue inside her mouth, where she met him with heated frenzy. She nipped his bottom lip as she threaded her fingers through his silky hair.

Wanting him deeper, she rolled over until he was beneath her and she could ride him. She placed a hand on either side of his head and impaled herself fully against him, the swollen head of his cock pounding deep against her inner core with each thrust. Her nipples bobbed in front of his face and Stone surprised her by taking one of the aching buds into his mouth, sucking hard while she rode him.

She could hardly breathe as her internal muscles tightened around him, her climax just out of reach. The rhythm between them increased and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air along with the tangy fragrance of sex. When Stone scraped his teeth over her nipple and pinched the other between his thumb and forefinger, she exploded. Power burst outward to sizzle along every wall as her muscles convulsed around him. A second later, his hot come shot inside her, causing another surge of pure power that rushed outward to sizzle along the still smoking walls.

Alyssa collapsed on top of him, burrowing against his warmth as his arms enveloped her. “I love you, Stone.”

He quickly rolled her beneath him again, without pulling out of her body, his lavender eyes boring into hers. “What did you say?”

She smiled, as she realized it was the first time she’d actually said the words out loud. “I love you.”

Stone’s smug smile made her want to hit him, but she laughed instead when he said, “It’s about damn time, witch.”

That afternoon, in the time-honored tradition of the Klatch, Alyssandra walked up the front steps of the castle and stood facing the Klatch people who had gathered to see her wed Stone. The Klatch wedding ceremony was nothing like the earth ceremonies she’d seen, and thankfully a bit less intimate than the ascension ceremony—but only a bit. Not that Alyssa hadn’t enjoyed the dark erotic ritual, but for now, she preferred to have her sex life with Stone be a little less public. However, that wish would have to wait for one more day.

Annara, the same princess who officiated the ascension, stepped forward and nodded for the wedding ceremony to begin.

“Welcome, people of Klatch.” Her voice magically carried to the thousands of citizens who gathered to watch. “Princes, if you please?”

Ryan and Grayson, as the next two princes in line for the throne, stepped forward and each placed a chaste kiss on Alyssa’s cheek. She held her arms wide as they literally ripped her soft cotton half top and skirt from her body, baring her to her subjects. Even though she knew what to expect, a small gasp ripped from her throat and her nipples pebbled against the cool fragrant breeze.

Celebratory murmurs arose from the crowd along with several appreciative comments about the vitality of the new queen. Alyssa was suddenly thankful she’d gotten past her insecurities about her body. If this were a few weeks ago, she’d have never made it through the ascension, let alone the wedding ceremony.

Annara held up her hand and the crowd fell silent. “Queen Alyssandra appears before you today, stripped of pride and material barriers, carrying the future queen deep inside her womb. She has successfully ascended the throne and released Annalecia from her vows to Tador and its people.”

Cheers rose from the crowd as the cool breeze fluttered over Alyssa’s skin, bringing a march of gooseflesh and a rush of moisture between her thighs. Thousands of people seeing her naked still had a decidedly erotic air to it—especially since everywhere she looked, both women and men were eyeing her as if she were a decadent dessert. Finally, she looked at a point over the crowd’s heads and prayed for it to be over soon.

“Will the king step forward?” Annara’s voice rang out over the crowd.

The crowd parted and she found her eyes glued to Stone’s muscular form. He walked forward, wearing a deep purple tunic and trousers. He slowly took the steps one by one and as he neared, Alyssandra’s clit swelled with anticipation. Her traitorous body had turned into one of Pavlov’s dogs when it came to Stone. Any time he was near, her body craved sustenance and demanded it now, even though they had the entire population of Klatch as witnesses.

Stone dropped to his knees in front of her and bowed his head, which only increased Alyssa’s arousal as her overactive imagination found several interesting things they could do in their present position.

Annara turned toward Alyssa. “Queen of the Klatch, will you please ready your mate for the ceremony to come?”

Alyssa smirked as she took the proffered knife from Annara and sliced the tunic from Stone’s muscled chest. “Rise, King Stone, so I may continue our preparations.”

Just be careful with that knife, my love, or your sustenance could be severely curtailed.

When Stone stood, she carefully slipped the knife inside the waistband of his breeches and sliced the cloth just enough so she could rip it the rest of the way.

You dare blackmail the queen? For that, it’s my turn to tie you up and make good on my promise.
She tried and failed hiding a mischievous smile.