MINE.

Chapter 12: Back and Forth

-Kingston-

When I return to Dion I find him naked in front of the full length mirror. I lean against the door frame and watch him as he dances.

"When did you start belly dancing?" I ask enjoying the view.

"How is that any of your business?"

"Dion, my wife, my queen is my business."

"So you say." He says as he turns to face me.

"Why are you so cold to me?"

"You think this is cold?" He laughs.
"Wait til you meet our anger."

I hear movement in the hall and I lean back to see Dion's ladies coming with baskets of flowers.

I move to let them in, "Did you finish your breakfast?" I ask already looking for his plate.

"Yes." He says as he picks up a robe to cover himself as the ladies enter to prepare his bath.

"Where's the plate?" I ask him

"They took it away." He says flippantly.

I crouch down and look beneath the bed. It shocks me none to find the plate there hardly touched. I pick up the plate as I lift my gaze to meet his.

"You never change." I say.

"That's not mine." He says stone faced and I shake my head.

"Why didn't you eat? Is your stomach upset?"

"Yes..it so upset. So stick it inside me so the pain will stop."

I roll my eyes, "You are not in pain. Your heat is almost over and I knotted you which means your womb is holding my cum. Why are you being such a brat?"

"I'm not."

"You are,  there's no way you aren't hungry. Do you want me to hand feed you like I did when you were small?"

He rolls his eyes, "I don't want a damn thing from you but your cock."

I sigh as I stand and place the plate on the food cart. He watches my every move as I walk around the bed to meet him.

He leans back on his hands as he looks at me defiantly. His robe slips from his shoulder revealing the proof of my lust for him. He's covered in hickeys and bites. His  plump nipples are swollen from being sucked.

"Take it off." I order him.

Without blinking he pulls the bow keeping the robe closed and the silk material falls away. I lower myself and scoop him up. He wraps his arms around me as he smirks smugly.

"Why are you so naughty?" I ask.

"Maybe I want to be punished."

"How did you get to be this seductive?"

"I read a lot."

"Maybe too much."

"Shut up." He says placing his fingers beneath my ears and pulling me into a kiss.

He kisses me long and slow as he releases his pheromones. Time drags and soon I've lost track of it, I don't know if 5 or 55 minutes have passed. All I know is his body feels good in my arms and his lips are so soft. He's such a good kisser-

I suddenly flinch back out of the kiss.

"Hmm, what is it?" He asks lusty eyed.

"Who taught you to do this?" I ask him gravely.

A slow smirk makes its way across his features and rage bubbles inside me.

"Who was it?" I ask again.