“I want you, Makoto Heart. I’m done with just kissing you. I want more...no. I need more. You have no idea what you do to me. How your body excites me when you’re in my arms, or how hard I became when I saw you in that two-piece bikini. If only you could know how I craved so many times to pin you against the classroom desk and fuck you, or the need I experienced to plunge into you that day in the library with your body pressing against my groin. I have dreamed of hearing my name escape those seductive lips as I bring you over the edge into the land of bliss. I just need to know if I can Mako.”
From the hunger in his eyes, to the unbreakable confidence in his posture as we sat there in silence after such a ground-breaking declaration, I knew he meant every word. I bit my lip and attempted to ignore the pooled wetness between my legs as my body shivered in desire. I was tired of being hesitant. It was time to let my body take control and work for what it wanted.
I leaned forward, my lips only a centimeter away from his before the words left me without any reluctance.
“Fuck me, Ryder.”
I watched his pupils dilate, expanding quickly before constricting back to their normal size. I felt the hardness between his legs grow, as his breath caught in his throat.
“Makoto.”
The sound of my name as it left his lips was somewhere between a prayer and a curse. I never knew I could want something as badly as I had once wanted freedom, yet here I was, sitting in front of a man I loved.
He held me in his arms as he stood from the couch.
“Are you sure you want this? Once I start – I won’t be able to stop.”
There was no hesitation, no doubt in my soul. This was what I wanted.
“I’m sure.”
Those words were enough for a switch to flick on – his lips crashed against mine as we began to devour one another.
My hands tightened around his neck as my legs interlocked around his waist. His hands held me securely, gripping my ass while supporting me in place.
One minute, we stood in the middle of the library, kissing one another like our lives depended on it – the next, Ryder kicked the door to his room closed, the clicking notifying us that no one was getting in as he pressed me against the wall. No one was going to ruin this moment for us.
He allowed my legs to drop to the floor, his hands still possessively gripped my ass as I pressed against him – the bulge of his hard cock pressed against his black jeans. It was only a matter of time until I would taste him in my mouth as I wrapped my lips around his hardened cock. Only a few minutes until I would feel him slid in and out of me, bringing me to the edge of pleasure and then pushing me into the abyss.
I lifted my arms up as he removed my shirt; his eyes trailed my body before he pulled me into him, our tongues danced as we kissed.
I unbuttoned his pants before his hands wrapped around my wrists, stopping me.
I gazed at him, my body hummed with desire, but he gave me a seductive smirk; his tongue slowly licked his bottom lip as his gaze was locked onto me. I followed the movement of his tongue and imagined what it would feel like as it flicked across my clit.
He leaned down to kiss my neck, the kisses that followed trailed down my body.
I moaned, my overly hot, sensitive skin enjoyed every kiss followed by sucking and biting, which only added to my building desire.
His hands skimmed down the sides of my waist as he dropped to his knees, tugging the silk tie of my pants, causing the cashmere material to pool at my feet. He lifted my leg slightly, leaving kisses on the inner sides of my thighs, before doing the same on the other side as he threw the pants across the room.
He continued to tease me; his tender kisses making me tremble. My body wouldn’t last if he continued to tease me this way – I wanted more. I needed more.
“Ryder.” My shallow breathing and pleading voice caught his attention; his eyes stared up to face me.
“Yes, Princess,” he whispered. His voice seemed deeper somehow, the husky sound caressed me just as much as his lips were moments before.
“I want you, now.”
He chuckled, and the sensual sound sent a line of chills down my spine. He rose up, taking hold of my wrists as he lifted my arms above my head…pinning my body against the wall. His body pressed into mine, and I bit my lip as I felt my pussy clench.
“I know baby. But I’m going to take my time ravishing your body.” He whispered into my ear before he bit it gently.
I moaned.
His hand brushed against my panties; his finger pressed against lace fabric – the lining soaked from my arousal. A demonic smile spread across his face; his eyes hooded with hunger as he pressed harder. The fabric the only barrier between his fingers and my wet pussy.
“Ryder. Stop teas– ah.” I began to revolt before he pinched the bud of my clit through the lace, sending a spiral of desire through me. My back arched, pressing my body into his. Craving to be near him. Begging to be pleased by him.
He took advantage, his free hand left my pussy to unhook my strapless bra, flinging it across the room before he pressed himself against me. Pushing my back against the wall, before he pulled back. He let my hands go as his gaze explored my naked figure.
“Teasing you turns me on, Makoto,” he confessed, pulling his shirt off as he stepped back.
My eyes skimmed along his tanned skin, down his sculpted chest and abs before they landed on those alluring V-lines that lead to what awaited me behind the material of those jeans. I bit my lip, reminding myself that the prize within those pants was mine and I’d have it. I’ll claim that, too.
“Will you now?” he questioned before he pulled down his pants – his maroon boxers sliding down, too. He stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. I didn’t care, my eyes locked on his long cock. I approached slowly, reaching him in a few steps before my hand reached out to touch him – his body tensed at my touch as I caressed my hand lightly against it. His skin was soft and smooth.
I glanced up at him and watched his eyes widen with hunger and need. I’d have my fun teasing him, too.
“Mine?” I whispered. I needed to hear that he wanted what I could give him.
“Yes.” The word was breathy as it escaped his lips.
I took a glance at his cock in my hand before stroking him; his body shuddered as he moaned. I knelt before him as he had done to me and I watched his face as my tongue flicked across the tip. His hands found my hair as he pulled me closer.
I had never pleased a male before, but it didn’t matter, it was as if my body knew what to do without being told. I placed my lips around the head of his cock and smiled internally as his breath hitched. Slowly, I took him into my mouth. My eyes stayed locked on his face as I consumed him. I felt him harden even more as I pulled back. I moved at an agonizingly slow pace, paying him back for the teasing.
His hands massaged my hair as I took him into my mouth. I let my teeth slid down and felt his grip tightened in my hair.
“Mako...ugh...don’t.” He trailed off as his panting increased. I pulled away to grin at him.
“Teasing you turns me on, Ryder.” I threw his words back at him and watched as a smile formed on those seductive lips. My own heavy voice was new to my ears, sounding completely different from my usual voice. I decided to end his misery – the predatory look in those magnificent purple eyes ignited my desire to feel him within me.
I began to suck – his length slid in and out of my mouth as I gripped his base. I felt his body grew rigid as his moans became louder and panting became more rapid.
I used my free hand to push aside the lace panties and pleasure myself. My wetness clung to my fingers as my body grew hot with desperation. I sucked harder and faster – guiding him in and out of my mouth.
In seconds, his body locked as he groaned, cumming in my mouth as he climaxed. He tasted magnificent – the salty tasting cum spurt across my tongue before I swallowed every drop.
His desire filled eyes and heavy panting pleased me
more than my own fingers rubbing against my clit.
“Did you like that?” I purred, feeling a sense of confidence, I’d never expected to experience.
“Yes, baby. Very much.”
He pulled me to my feet. He acted so fast, my mind didn’t have time to register how quickly he had me lying on top of his bed. I lifted my waist as he tugged at the lace panties, pulling them down my legs and over my feet.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded.
I obeyed, the anticipation of feeling his cock slip into me only heightened the yearning that flooded my system.
His fingers began to tease me once more, sliding against my soaked folds.
“Fuck, Ryder,” I moaned, my head falling back as his finger slid in. My hands grabbed at the comforter beneath me as he began to work my clit. His mouth latched onto my nipples – taking turns sucking on each of them.
He slid another finger in; the pressure increased as he quickened the movement. I couldn’t stop the cry that escaped my lips as I felt the pressure building inside of me. He moved down my body and when my eyes met his, there was a predatory smile that slid across his face.
He kept his fingers working inside of me as his tongue flicked across my clit. He latched on drawing the hardened nub into his mouth and I moaned. The pressure inside of me released and I came hard around his fingers. He quickly withdrew them from me and his tongue took their place.
He continued the back and forth rotation – his tongue and then his fingers – building up the tension causing me to climax yet again, leaving me wet and needing more.
“Ryder, please I need you,” I begged. My voice sounded wild and uncontrolled.
“Anything for my Princess.”
He rose, positioning himself in between my spread legs – the tip of his cock at the edge of my sex. He slid a finger between my folds, the clear liquid clung to his finger.
“You’re wet enough,” He commented before licking his finger.
The sensual gesture turned me on as I stared widely.
He noticed my reaction, smirking before he leaned forward, giving me a feverish kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and in his mouth. He pulled away; the tip of his dick rubbed against my folds.
“I’ll try my best to be gentle, but I don’t know if I can go as slow as I’d like, and it may hurt,” he confessed.
I could hear the hint of hesitation in his voice, the fear of hurting me made me smile against his lips. “Please stop stalling and fuck me,” I ordered.
His cock inched into me; my body grew tense as he hit resistance.
Ryder pressed his lips against mine, distracting me as he slowly pushed forward a prickle of pain following as his cock slid the rest of the way. He paused as if waiting for me to stop him. I grabbed onto his hips and pushed him back gently before pulling him forward – pushing him back into me.
My body didn’t linger on the pain for long, the tight fit made the tension build as he began to slide in and out, the slow pace exhilarating.
We were panting and sweating as our bodies moved in time with one another. My moans grew louder as I begged him to move faster. He pulled back and I watched as his eyes bore into mine and his body pounded into me.
“I’m– Ryder, I’m gonna cum,” I moaned.
I reached my limit, the tension became too much for me to hold any longer. I clawed at the bed sheets as he slammed into me.
“Cum with me.”
His command was enough for my body to shatter as we came together, his name ran across my lips. The powerful wave of pleasure ran through me and down my core as my pussy tightened around his hard cock – feeling the hot release of cum within me.
We collapsed against the maroon sheets; my body shivered as he pulled his length out; the remnants of cum poured out.
He pulled me into him; my body weak as the exhaustion settled in; my mind already drifting. I never knew what it meant to feel completely satisfied until this moment.
“Mako.” He whispered as his hand went through my hair.
“Hmm?” I was so tired, still trying to calm my body from the mini aftershocks that pulsed through me.
“Thank you for allowing me to be your first. I love you.”
I looked up at him, my eyes already heavy as sleep begged to take over. I smiled weakly at him.“Thank you for loving me. I’m glad I claimed you and I love you.” I lifted my head to give him a final kiss; my head rested on his chest. I heard the flick of a switch, darkness descending around the room.
With Ryder’s fingers playing with my hair and his slowing heartbeat, I fell asleep.
Chapter Seventeen
“Are you sure your family is okay with me being here?” I questioned, biting my lip as a distraction, my stomach doing a flip as I stared up at the castle before me.
The ancient looking architecture was made out of stone – looking similar to Knightwood’s structure, minus the gold. The most fascinating piece of work was the demon statues guarding the flight of stairs – their mouths open as they roared to the sky, their stone wings spread out. They complimented the castle entrance and would instill some fear into those who thought to cause any problems.
Ryder sighed, stopping and turning to face me; my hand in his.
“Mako, it’s going to be fine. My dad isn’t even here. Mom will love you,” he reassured me, tugging at my hand to bring me forward, kissing me lightly on the lips.
He smiled; eyes glittered with happiness before he turned around to walk forward; his hand gently tugged me along as we walked towards the castle doors – the ancient brown, polished wood opened.
Tomorrow would be the ceremony and celebration of Anya’s life.
Ryder asked the others if I could come with him this cycle; the previous times one of the boys escorted him for the day’s event. All of them approved, Kai, had the biggest grin on his face. My gut told me he was the only knight that came home early last night; the others didn’t arrive home till breakfast time.
Now I entered the castle, Ryder’s hand in mine as my borrowed black heels clicked and clacked against the tiled floor.
Eli had miraculously found a dress that fit me perfectly; the simple black dress hugged my curves and the small rhinestones at the bottom were enough to catch many of the maids and guards attention. It could have also been the fact Ryder walked confidently in a suit with a female shifter by his side.
You could see the respect in the maids and guard’s eyes as they looked at Ryder, bowing as he approached, before their stunned, confused eyes landed on me. I paid no mind, reawakening the bad ass bitch side of me and walking confidently next to him.
Even if his Father wasn’t here, appearance mattered. I inagined the maids gossiping about me and the King finding out. It was a situation I was ready to face; anything to be able to walk alongside Ryder.
He showed me around the castle, starting with the medical centre. I gave my greetings and thanks, bowing at the flustered medical team who couldn’t stop bowing back. Their excited expressions made me smile as they whispered among themselves – The Princess of Heila thanked us.
I thought it was weird for them to be so happy over my praise. It was common courtesy to thank someone who helped you survive when your own body wasn’t able to.
Now, he took his time to show me his area of the castle; the private kitchen, shower, his childhood bedroom and the one he used now. When he was summoned to Heila, his parents left his room as it was, not wanting to change it.
Although he was older and insisted they could use the room for something else, his mother kept the maroon walls with multiple train and car posters the same; his kid-size bed untouched. His new bedroom was a few doors down, the room set up similar to his room in Knightwood.
We’d brought a few extra set of clothes, setting them in his room before making our way into the main dining hall. Ryder abruptly stopped mid-stride, a frustrated sigh escaped him as his grip around my hand tightened.
I felt Rose nudge into my mind, waking up first.
“I knew we should have gotten rid of those hoes.”
I frowned, confused at her comment. What are you talking abo–
Brittany’s blonde hair peeked out from the dining hall doorway before she walked towards us, an older man followed her as they talked amongst themselves.
She was decked out – blonde hair in frizzy curls, an elegant, mustard yellow floor-length dress; the material swept up half the castle and a weird shade of purple lipstick with a tad too much blush on her cheeks. Her overall appearance was a mess. Even with the little fashion knowledge I possessed, I knew she was a beautiful disaster. Purple lipstick did not match mustard yellow.
“I bet she’s wearing purple heels to make up for the lipstick,” Rose mumbled.
I stared down to the floor, attempting to get a glimpse of her shoes as she began walking towards us; the tips of whatever heels she wore was a dark purple which didn’t match the unicorn inspired purple of her lipstick.
Her attempt to match Ryder’s eyes was a complete failure…no shade of purple could come close to matching the colour of his eyes.
Ryder tugged me close to him; my body pressed against his side as he continued to hold my hand. We both stood there, waiting for them to notice us.
Brittany’s eyes landed on Ryder first, the joy blossomed on her face before she double blinked as her eyes landed on me. The beauty of disappointment.
“I call dibs in teaching her another lesson in ‘Don’t mess with our man.’ Geez she doesn’t give up,” Rose complained, annoyed.
I was just as irked as she; annoyed that Brittany would still be trying to take Ryder from us, after he’d apparently turned her down ten times before my arrival.
“Oh, Ryder! It’s an honour to see you outside of school. Aren’t you excited for our date? It’s too bad King Carter has to miss it, but my uncle will tell him how it goes.” She bowed in front of Ryder before gesturing to the older man who nodded, looking as if he’d rather be doing anything else but standing here, representing his niece.
“Brittany. I’m curious as to whether or not you need glasses, or haven’t you noticed Makoto standing right next to me,” Ryder commented; his voice low with a pinch of anger leaked off his words.
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