A Royal Privilege: A Jupiter Ascending Fan-Fiction: Book 3

Chapter 16: The Connection

"Jupiter."

"Caine? Where are you?" she searched these unfamiliar surroundings, not seeing him.

"Look down," he crooned. She did so, noticing her nakedness. "You're a very sexy woman," he husked. "Jupiter, I wish to give you pleasure, with just a little bit of pain, because I know you secretly like it."

She dropped her gaze. "I don't mind when it's delivered in that way."

"Are you saying, yes to me?"

Jupiter turned to face her lover's naked form, biting her lower lip. "I'm not saying no."

"Kneel before me," he ordered.

She smiled, then raised an eyebrow in disobedience. "Make me."

"No. I will not make you. I want you... to beg me for it. Sit, open wide, and finger your pussy in front of me."

She gasped, giving him a quizzical look. "What?"

"Don't make me repeat it." Jupiter glanced at him, then gave in to her lover's demands. "Watch me, as you do so," he added. She glided her fingers towards her delicate flower as it began to slowly open. "Faster Jupiter," he instructed. She complied, stroking herself vigorously. "Slide two of your fingers inside, and make yourself come." She did her lover's bidding. Moaning at her climax, she slumped, panting heavily. Caine kneeled down and said, "Now, do it again." She looked at him. "Do you want my cock?" he asked.

She nodded her head. "Yes."

"No. You don't. Finger yourself again. This time, while I'm holding your hair." Intimidated, she did so. Her orgasm came faster and was much stronger. Once she recovered, he asked again, "Do you want my cock?"

"Oh, GOD Yes!" she hollered.

"That's better. What do you say to me, my queen, when you want me to service you?"

"Please fuck me, sir."

"I will," he promised, "but not yet. Open your mouth." She did so. Caine placed his full length inside her willing mouth. Her lips wrapped around his throbbing member, Jupiter fingered herself a third time without being ordered to do so. She came again, and it was earth-shattering. She wilted into the floor, twitching and unable to move. Rock hard, Caine held on to every ounce of self-control. "Seems like you're having trouble, my Queen," he said, reaching for her and lifting her with ease. "Let me help you." He placed her on the bed.

"You're a bastard!" She panted breathlessly.

"Yes. I am," he agreed. "Do you want me to stop?"

"Goddamn you!" she whispered.

"Goddamn you, isn't STOP! Bend over!"

"No," she said defiant, not wishing for him to stop.

"I will not touch you until I hear a yes."

She looked up and into his green eyes. She turned around, leaning forward on the bed. "Yes, sir."

Caine smirked. "I'm going to fuck the hell out of you." He gripped her by the shoulders. Pushing her ass upwards, he penetrated her very moist and waiting center. Jupiter cried out at the shock. Every stroke from him, pushed her mind to the edge of ecstasy, sending her over it until she purred his name. "No, my queen," he whispered in her ear, "my name, is Sir." This made Jupiter come again... harder. She shook violently, then slumped downward, sliding from the bed—exhausted. Caine caught her, saying, "You're not getting away from me that easily. There are more things I wish to do to you."

"I hate you," she moaned.

"I don't think you do," he stated with confidence. "But I guarantee you WILL hate me by the end of this night."