The Queen

12.

Warning: this chapter contains spicy material. Please read at your own discretion 😘

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Jin kisses with nothing but love for me behind it. There is no deceit there, or any kind of ulterior motive. When he kisses me, I feel the only thing he wants to do is show me how much he loves me. At least, that's what I'm feeling now as we make out in this bathtub.

My lips move with his as he takes the lead and his tongue explores my mouth. It's like he can't get enough of me as he laps at me hungrily. I can feel how long he has waited for this in his kiss. His hands are gripping my hips as I press myself into him. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen our kiss. There is a neediness there that I feel that I don't quite understand. I know that I love him. I know that I have loved him for a long time. And the neediness is to finally feel him at full capacity. Why did I ever deny him before? What the fuck was I waiting for?

His hands hook around my thighs as he pulls me closer to him and suddenly stands out of the water. I yelp in surprise and try to turn my head to watch him but he grabs my attention by biting my jaw. I turn back to him and kiss him again. I can feel him walking into the bedroom from the bathroom. I feel him walk to the door and move his hand to lock it before gently laying me on the bed. We are still soaking wet from the bath, but we don't care. There is only the need to feel each other in the most intimate way possible.

I can feel him getting hard and he grinds his hips forward to rub it against me. I can't help but let out a moan and this makes him feel proud. I can feel his smile against my lips. His lips move to my jaw and then my neck and I arch my neck for him. I know he wants to bite me.

"Ah, ah Ella, not yet. Not until I'm inside you," he says as his voice drops an octave. I could come right now as it stands.

His kisses begin to trail from my neck and to my breasts. He clamps down on one of my ripples, swirling his tongue over it and making me arch my back to push my chest towards him more. I can feel his fangs scrape along it and I let out a yelp in surprise. Not that his fangs scare me but because of how good they feel against my skin. Every touch is like a little fire, a spark of pleasure that I can't hide away from. I don't want to hide away from.

He keeps on me arm around my back and his other one finds my cheek as he claims my mouth again with his. It's like we can't get enough of the other. We want to go slow but at the same time we don't. I'm so wet, I swear I am dripping down my own leg at the excitement of him having me.

He must feel it too, because he takes his hand away from my cheek and fists himself, directing his tip at my entrance.

"I have waited years for this," he whispers against my lips.

"Then don't wait any longer," I tell him. I gave him the permission he wanted me to give him. He plunges into me and it's euphoria at its finest. He goes in slow and torturous as he goes all the way to the hilt. I let out a soft cry, I can't help it. He stretches me perfectly, his size is exactly what I crave.

He waits a few moments, kissing me through the small but of pain. When I begin to grind against him he growls and grabs my hips.