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mentioned the ruling family when explaining fate
to her. The opulence around her indicated that he was an important person, and
she’d thought perhaps he was member of a royal family. “ Gaedrian ,
who exactly are you? What is your title?”
      “I am
King Gaedrian IV, ruler of this planet. We call it
Spectra, but others know it as C21.”
      “If
you’re the king, then you can let me go.”
    “Even I cannot defy tradition. There would be
hell, and worse still, Mother, to pay.”
     
     

 
    Chapter Ten
     
      Gaedrian sat and pulled his fingers roughly through his
hair. Sweat covered his body and that of Whimsy. She lay on her back, tears
forming in her lovely eyes. She panted, making her beautiful breasts bounce.
Her nipples were hard and wet from his mouth. Her cleft was awash with desire,
so much so that her thighs were wet with her dew. Yet once again, she had
denied him.
      He feared
they were at an impasse. It had been a week and he had made no progress with
her. He had never seen a stronger will than hers. He took her to the brink of
orgasm again and again without letting her tip over. Her hunger had to be as
great as his, but she would not let him sate her with his body.
      “Please,”
she whispered. “Let me go. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
      He growled.
“I cannot .”
      “Is it
possible to die of want?”
      “If it
were so, I would have died long ago.”
      “I’d like
a bath.”
      “You
bathed after dinner.”
      “I-I’d
like another.”
      He
shrugged. “Shall I call the servants?”
      “I can do
it myself.”
      For a
long while, she did not move. When she did, she whimpered. And then she began
to cry, deep sobs that shook her entire frame. Gaedrian felt his heart seize. He pulled her into his arms and she cried harder. “What
is it, Dessert?”
      She
buried her face in the column of his throat. Her whisper was barely audible. “I
ache so much for you.”
      He closed
his eyes. Sympathy for her welled within him. She was
so strong and proud. He knew the confession had cost her greatly. He laid her
on her side facing away from him and wrapped himself around her.
      She
stiffened. “Please, no more.”
      “No more,
I promise. I seek only to ease you.” He cupped her breast in one hand and slid
the other between her thighs. He did not waste time on preliminaries. He knew
they would not be appreciated. He thrust two fingers deeply into her pussy. The
heel of his palm placed pressure upon her swollen clit. She cried out and
arched her back. He pushed his hips forward so that she could feel his erection
against the plump curves of her bottom. He squeezed and tugged her nipple with
his other hand.
      Her
sheath was incredibly tight. He could not help but wish it was his cock buried
in her hot little pussy. He circled his hips, thrusting his body even closer to
hers and forcing her to ride his fingers. She threw her head back, giving him
access to her neck. He kissed and sucked her skin there as the clenching spasms
of her orgasm began. She moaned his name over and over. He could feel her walls
closing over his pumping digits, attempting to draw him deeper. He pressed
upwards and stilled his fingers within her until it was over.
      When she
relaxed, he dropped kisses along her neck and shoulder. “So
lovely.” Reluctantly, he withdrew his fingers from her heat. “Feel
better?” She was silent. Gaedrian turned her so that
he could see her face. She was biting her lip and her eyes were troubled.
      “Please.
I-I need more.”
      “Oh,
Dessert,” he groaned and rolled onto his back. He pulled her astride him,
parting her legs so that his cock slid between her folds. He gripped her hips,
guiding her movements so that her clit stroked over his erection. “Ride me,” he
ordered. She hesitated, her full lower lip captured by her straight white
teeth. “Listen,” he said, brushing her hair away from her cheek so that he
could see her face,