king's temptation | narnia

chapter 7: inexperienced

*warning: smut*

The door swung open before I had even knocked. I took a step in and admired Peter's navy blue walls with gold trim and red bed sheets. It was gigantic, truly fit for a king.

As I was appreciating his room, I heard sounds coming around the corner. I stepped further into his room and looked. He was sitting with his back to me in a chair, his hand moving up and down at a fast pace. There were slight slapping sounds and he was moaning as if he was in pain.

I let out a small gasp and he whipped his head around. "Katelyn! Turn around!" he shouted. I obeyed him and turned my back to him. I heard him curse under his breath.

"What are you doing in here?" he demanded, looking at my shocked face.

"I-I don't know. I just wanted to talk to you, I guess," I said, his demeanor instantly softening. "Sorry," I added, looking at my feet. As I look down, I noticed a hard-looking thing striking up out of his pants.

"It's alright, just knock next time, please," he said, rubbing his eyebrows. I nodded.

"But, Peter, what were you doing to yourself? It sounded like you were in pain," I asked him, concern flooding my voice.  Peter simply laughed.

"I was in pain, in fact, you're actually the reason I was in pain," he said with a chuckle. I gasped again.

"Whatever do you mean, Peter? I never-" he cut me off.

"Nevermind, you're too-" this time, I cut Peter off.

"Too innocent, too young, I know. But the trouble with that is, I can never get any experience!" I said while looking into his eyes. My hand moved to his bare chest, pulling him closer to me. I could feel his heart beating faster as my breathing picked up. His face was inches away from mine.

"Are you sure you want to know?" he murmured right by my lips, his hands resting on my hips.

"Yes, I want you," I said, already breathless.

"Okay then," said Peter as he brought his lips down on mine. His lips were warm and tasted like the wine from the ball. They were even softer than this morning, but he kissed me with much more hunger than before. I felt a fire burning throughout me as he brought his body closer to mine. My hands went back in his soft hair just as I felt his tongue entire my mouth.

He walked me over to the wall and pushed me gently against it with force, pressing his rock-hard groin into me. I felt his arm move away from us, then I heard the sound of the door closing and locking.

Peter picked me up, keeping me pinned to the wall, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Being with Peter caused my stomach to do flips and cause me to only think of him. Nothing else but his plump lips and the way they move with mine, his soft hair, and his deep, kingly voice.

His lips moved from my lips, going down my neck instead. He sucked hard on a spot near my ear, then swirled his tongue around it. He pulled back and blew on it, causing me to let out a moan. He moved on to the top of my breast and sucked harder than before, producing a low moan from me. When he was done, he moved lips back to mine, more passionate than before. He effortlessly carried me over to the bed and sat me down.

One of his large hands was on my chin, letting his thumb rest on my moist lips. His blue eyes glanced over my body again.

"Are you sure about this, Katelyn?" he asked with a raspy voice. I just nodded, continuing to stare at his face.

"Okay, my beautiful queen," Peter started as he unfastened his pants and let them drop to the floor. Though he was towering over me, his waist was right at my head while I was sitting down. As he dropped his undergarments, I was left staring at Peter's penis. It was long and decently thick and it had a little bit of liquid on the tip.