A Love's Surrender

Chapter 11

"We shouldn't do this, we should sleep." Kianri whispered headily, as they finished a long passionate kiss.

"It's ok, you need this more. You are so tense princess." Jace pulled her towards his body going for another kiss. She relented her mouth to him as he ravaged her body. Slowly they held each other and peeled off each others clothes, one article at a time. He dropped the silk night effortlessly on the floor. Heated, he looked over her exquisite form. Grabbing her gently he laid her onto the bed before kissing her, fighting the urge to take her right then. Reaching down he cupped her womanhood in his hand. Feeling her wetness seemed to hearten him, as if he wasn't sure. She wanted this as much as him, anything to keep her mind off of Cade.

He slid one finger inside her making her moan against his mouth. He finally broke the kiss , climbing atop her he relished in the pleasure on her face. He continued to play causing her to squirm against him. "My turn," she said suddenly flipping him over and positioning her sweet mouth over his manhood. She lowered the hot wetness onto him slowly, working her tongue expertly on the head. She wanted him to feel every moment as she relished him now. She lost herself in the taste of him, his scent pervading her senses. At the last moment before he released she quickly mounted herself onto him, bringing him to a new level of pleasure.  He simply melted inside of her, unable to hold it back any longer he crashed over the edge.

Turning he grabbed her wrists gentle, using the move to once again take control. Once in position he wasted no time learning his lessen, and thrust himself into her. Leaning down he tasted the saltiness of her skin, biting her collarbone tenderly. Goosebumps appeared all over her flesh at the new sensation. Soon she rushed over the edge herself, tightening around him taking him higher. Her mind was going blank, if he kept her like this Cade would vanish from her mind completely. She dug her nail into his back, bucking against him she sucked the sensitive skin right below his ear into her mouth and bit gently. His body tensed at the two sensations giving her enough time to rest. He realized what she had done once he came down from the high, immediately he went back to thrusting into her.

Reaching out it took one of her plump breasts into his hand, rolling her perked nipple in between his fingers. They both knew neither would last much longer now, so reaching down he played with her making her crash first. Soon after her tremors left her he let himself go at last. After which, he collapsed onto her for a few brief moments. They relished in the feeling one each others skin on skin, the scent of arousal in the air around them.

When she awoke she was alone, surprisingly she felt nothing to this fact. She rose and dressed she would be giving the speech within the hour. As she expected once she exited her room, Jace was standing there waiting for her.

"Good morning beauty." He greeted her causing Sasha to roll her eyes at his feet. "It is time to welcome the other kings." He outstretched a hand hoping to escort her down the hall. Instead she walked just ahead of him unwilling to announce anything had happened between them. Jace seemed to understand and walked just behind a prancing Sasha.

Once she entered the welcoming hall it glittered and shined. The Talks were a very important event indeed. Soon the grand doors opened and three men walked through them. The first was the King of the West kingdom, a truly horrible man who she never liked much. Beside the first king was his son, one of two, Dalton. The oldest must be away at war, didn't surprise her that king was always on some sort of rebellion or another. The third man, was the king of the Eastern Kingdom, Leondril, his son must also be away.

Nerves filled her as her father gave his own short welcoming speech, then it was her turn. Her mind went blank and all eyes and ears went to her. She wouldn't have made it if Jace hadn't placed a hand gently on her back. This action seemed to calm her enough to be able to give a flawless welcoming speech. The look of pride that came from her father warmed her all the way until the celebratory lunch.

It did not go unnoticed that her sweet youngest sister, Lily, didn't tear her gaze from the handsome Dalton all night. He did not leave her alone in this attraction either, arousal and interest swam in his ice blue eyes when he gazed upon her.