Meeting of the Six Kings Ch. 04

Finding one of the marks left behind by Arick's rough hands, he touched it gently before planting a tender kiss on the bruise. He sought out another, and then another, repeating the same action each time. Finally he rubbed each of her wrists softly before bringing them to his lips, kissing every corner of her until he was satisfied that he had released her from the King's awful grasp.

She heard a sound escape his lips as he took in the sight of her before him. It was an amazing sound; passionate and sweet and full of yearning. It conveyed something she realized she had never experienced before; More than just a quest for sexual dominance, there was an ache in his voice for her to need him too. She wrapped herself around him and hugged him tightly, seeking his embrace. The tenderness of his actions had made her feel vulnerable, but the security of his arms quickly comforted her.

Taking a few steps backwards, Catrine slowly lead Ryan towards the bed. He barely broke their kiss as he reached around her to tug back the covers before easing her backwards onto the soft sheets. He paused for a moment, unzipping his pants and kicking them towards the rest of the clothes littering the floor before joining her in the bed. He gently pulled the sheet up to cover them both as he slipped in beside her.

Their faces now just inches apart, their bodies laid side by side in the cool sheets. The simple intimacy of sharing a single pillow sent Catrine's heart racing. Her breathing was quiet but quick as their eyes met. The stillness of their moment betrayed by the thrumming of her heart

He began exploring her with his fingertips, luxuriating over each detail, tracing along the side of her cheek and down her neck. His fingers ran along her collar bone and then gently cupped the soft side of her breast. He wanted to discover every part of her, memorizing each curve and crevice.

Catrine's eyelashes fluttered as his thumb gently circled her nipple. He was gentle at first but quickly increased his pressure as he watched her expression change under his gaze. As his fingertips continued to move in slow circles, he stoked her desire. He wanted to draw out her pleasure. He wanted to feed her need for release.

Stilling his fingers, but keeping his hand cupped around her breast, he tilted his chin down and blew softly on each nipple. She arched her back and gasped as he drew out the dark pink bud with the cool air. He slipped down so he could lick across it with his warm tongue, the sudden change from cool to warm causing Catrine to gasp and reach for him. He nibbled playfully around the edges before gently sucking it between his soft lips, rolling the tip of her nipple against his tongue.

She moaned as the sensations washed over her. She rolled to her back so she could fully take in his ministrations. He followed her, never releasing her soft nipple from his lips, focusing all of his attention on that sweet spot, alternating between swirling his tongue around her and sucking softly. He moved from one breast to the other, using his fingers to lift, knead and pull at her gently, accentuating the movements of his mouth. He pressed his hips against her, unconsciously seeking relief from his own pressing need as she began writhing beneath him.

"Ryan..." she called to him between short breaths. Her voice was thick with her desire.

He reluctantly released her nipple to kiss his way back up to her mouth. He gazed down at her as she sought the words to explain her desire. When she found none, he smiled at her and asked simply, "More? Should I continue?"

She swallowed hard as her eyes opened wide. Then she nodded emphatically and he couldn't help but laugh softly before running his lips along her neck and nuzzling himself into her shoulder once more.

In this position, Catrine could feel the full weight of his body pressed against her. It was deliciously intimate. Clad only in their underwear, she could feel the ripples of his muscles against her soft skin as he traveled across her body. It made her tingle everywhere they touched. She felt his warmth envelope her fully as his lips and hands freely explored her.

He was being so deliberate and slow in his actions which only fanned the desire that was growing inside of her. She arched her back against him as his lips returned to her breasts. This time, his hands traced along her ribs and across her belly, holding her possessively in his grasp.

She teased his hair as he left a trail of his soft kisses down her tummy, his tongue drawing a lazy circle around her belly button. The tickle of his whiskers brushing her skin making her giggle, her body undulating against him. It was as though every sensation he created was magnified by her desire. His touch, his fingers, his breath all stimulating her and enhancing her arousal.

Her beautiful panties were on display before him as he kissed along the lacy satin trim. She let out a cry and pressed her arm against her face to try to muffle her passion as he gently tugged at their lacy edges, exposing more skin for him to taste. Ryan relished brushing his lips against the spot revealed to him, just above her clit. He knew that shaving her and baring her completely was a condition of her slavery, but he couldn't help but feel the delicious thrill of claiming her there. Her creamy skin was like silk and she quivered against his tongue. She was so sweet and he was so eager to possess her.

Just as she thought he would delve a bit deeper to touch her where she hungered most for contact, he pulled her panties back into place. He smoothed the top softly back into place with his fingertips, teasing her as though he had taken his fill and was finished with his exploration. She groaned and tilted her hips towards him in encouragement, not comprehending why he had stopped.

As if in answer, he slipped his hand between her legs, urging her to open them slightly. Without pausing, he pressed his hand firmly against her core, feeling her pulsing against his palm. He ran his fingers up and down her slit as her body tensed against him. Though his movements were slow, she groaned as she finally felt the stimulation her body needed at her center.

He could feel the dampness of her arousal as he traced along her slit. He drew slow circles around the outline of her clit, teasing her with the soft satin of her own panties before slipping his fingers down again to repeat the same motion around the tiny bud of her ass. Touching her reminded him of fingering her at his desk the day before. His body clenched as he realized that nothing was holding him back today from taking her further and exploring her more deeply than he had the day before.

"Oh god, baby. Your response is amazing. Does it feel good to you?" He practically growled as he grasped her panties in his hands, sliding them smoothly down her legs. She nodded once to answer before hiding her face again in her arms.

He balled up her panties and dropped them off the edge of the bed. Then, he crawled up to feast on her, kissing his way up her legs. He could feel her trembling as he traveled again across her body. He pushed her legs to open them wide, coaxing her to spread herself for him. Her lips were pink and swollen, glistening and wet. He pressed his fingers at her entrance, stroking again softly up and down, marveling at the evidence of her excitement dripping from his fingers, spreading it over her clit and between her ass cheeks.

He slipped a finger into her folds, working it in and out as he watched her respond beneath him. He stilled his finger, but didn't remove it, while his other hand sought to pull her open further. As he did this, he leaned forward and planted a soft kiss right at her center, tasting her essence.

"Oh god, Ryan!" She cried out in response as he began to probe her with his tongue. Her fingers grasped at the sheets and then at his hair as he caressed her so intimately, taking his time to lick repeatedly across her folds.

He wanted to devour her; delving deeper into her sweet center, working to heighten and intensify the sensations he provoked. He grasped her hips so that he could steady her as his lips pressed directly to her clit. He sucked at it gently, taking it into his mouth and suckling it as he had her nipples. She practically bucked off the bed as she gasped again.

He glanced up at her and they briefly made eye contact. "That feels so amazing." She said equally amazed by her own reaction.

Her passion was so pure. He could tell she was already nearing her peak. He luxuriated in the sensation of it, as though the act was somehow an essential part of her being. A secret part that only he was permitted to see.

In the moment, it was hard for Ryan not to get heady with power. He was nearly desperate to take her for himself; to control her pleasure and claim her fully. To feast on her and pound her with the brunt force of his own desire. He wanted to bring her close to the edge, allowing her to experience the euphoric haze of her near-climax, without tipping her over the edge too quickly.

But, he forced himself back. For as much as he wanted to dominate her, he needed her to meet him in his desire. He wanted her pleasure, but he wanted it naturally; given by her own free will, not taken for himself.

He reluctantly released her clit from his lips and nibbled his way back to her lips, kissing her deeply and grinding his body against her. She could taste herself on Ryan's tongue as he slipped it into her mouth; the tang of her mixing with the spiciness of him. She was surprised that the flavor of it further stoked her own desire. It was so different than her past experiences, where she was forced by a previous Master to taste herself. They pointed to it as evidence of her submission, as though her wetness was proof that she enjoyed their forced humiliation.

She had never enjoyed that, but she certainly enjoyed this.

Ryan stilled as he realized that Catrine had stopped kissing him and appeared lost in thought. He was afraid he had pushed her too far. He rolled over to his side and was relieved when she immediately turned her face towards him as though seeking to follow him.

He ran his fingers across her hair and down her cheek. "Should I stop now?" He asked her seriously. "That may be enough. I don't want to overwhelm you."

She considered his question for a moment as she stroked her fingers along his bare skin. The fuzz of his chest hair tickling her fingertips. The outline of his body silhouetted as the sun had begun its descent along the horizon. She pressed her body against him and her breath quickened as she continued their kiss where he had left off.

"No." She answered him between kisses. "Don't stop now. Please."

Tucking her head against his chest, she reached for the elastic band of his briefs. Feeling suddenly frustrated by the clothing Ryan still wore, she sat up to pull at the waistband, tugging them over his hips before slipping them down his thighs. Ryan helped her by shimmying them down further until their bodies were both finally totally free of their clothes.

The energy sizzled between them again as she took in the majesty of his naked form beside her. Having removed the last physical barrier between them, their need for one another suddenly became more urgent.

Catrine brushed her hand across the length of his cock and she felt his abdominal muscles clench beneath her. He kissed her hair and murmured encouragingly as she traced along the soft tip and then ran her hand again along the hard length. She wrapped her hand around him, increasing the pressure of her fingers as she began to stroke him up and down. She watched his breathing quicken as she took more of him in her fist before her fingertips grazed the heaviness in his balls. He groaned as his body responded to the sensations she provoked.

He watched her, mesmerized, as she focused all of her attention on pleasing him; Massaging him with both hands, gaging his reactions and adjusting her touch. She leaned down to tentatively lick him right across the tip of his pulsing cock, tasting the tiny droplet of liquid resting there. It was ecstasy. He was so hard, he didn't think he could hold out much longer.

She felt him place his hands in her hair. They were gentle, but held her firmly as she licked across the tip once more. She lingered there considering whether to take him deeper into her mouth.

Suddenly, she stilled as memories from the previous night with Arick floated through her mind. A chill ran through her and she turned to face Ryan. He was jarred from his euphoria by her forlorn expression as she turned to him.

"I don't think I can do that right now...Take you in my mouth," she clarified. "Is that okay with you?"

He sat up to meet her eyes as he answered, "That is more than okay. You only need to do whatever feels comfortable to you."

She looked as though she didn't believe him. So, he held her hand and looked deeply into her eyes.

"That was so intense. You have no idea, do you?" He looked to her, considering what to say next as he evaluated her expression. "It feels so good to be with you. I want you to do exactly what comes naturally to you; Exactly what you want to do. Because you want it, not because you feel commanded."

Catrine's heart fluttered as he said this. She was empowered by his words. This was not a command, but a request. She gazed deeply into his eyes, feeling her breath catch as she whispered against his ear, "I want to feel you deep inside of me."

Ryan shuddered at her words and pulled Catrine forward, letting the covers fall away as she rose up to straddle him. He curled his fingers around her hips, helping to steady her as she ground herself against him, rocking herself gently back and forth. He could feel her wetness coating him before she lifted herself slightly and eased him into the perfect position to enter her.

She was a goddess, arching her back and closing her eyes, letting out a deep sigh as she sank slowly onto him. She rocked herself up and down, again and again, pressing a little deeper each time until she was fully seated against him. Her tight channel gripping his cock as small spasms rocked her core and shivered their way across her body.

Finally seated deep inside of her, he groaned as he struggled to maintain control. She was warm and welcoming and deliciously snug around him, just as he remembered from the day before. Only now, it was so much more satisfying as she was driven by her own desire and not by some perverse coercion to be with him.

Catrine bit her lip as her muscles clenched. Each time she rocked herself against him, a new wave of sensation rushed over her. She relished the feeling of him sliding against her clit as she rocked forward, before sending a different pulsing sensation through her again as she pushed him back, rubbing against that hidden spot inside her.

Losing herself in the rhythm, she rocked upwards, practically lifting herself onto her knees, letting him slip nearly all the way out of her before pressing herself onto him again. It surprised her how much she ached for him. She was being driven crazy by the feeling of him filing her completely and deliberately sank into him with more urgency each time she pressed herself down again.

They groaned in unison as Ryan pressed his body upwards to meet her thrusts, reaching up to grasp each of her breasts as they bounced up and down. His thumbs grazed her nipples renewing the sensations there and joining them to the jolts of electricity racing through her center. She cried out and Ryan watched transfixed as she was swept up in the pleasure. It was the most erotic experience he'd ever had; The connection between his need and her desire so evident in their movements.

Catrine leaned forward to lay against his chest. Her breasts crushing against him as she settled herself on top of him, Ryan wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him. The additional sensation of their bodies pressed together further fueling their arousal. He grasped her ass and pressed it down hard against him as he thrust deeper against her, intensifying their movement.

Caught up in the fever of their movement and her body's subconscious recognition of her position, Catrine reached backwards to clasp her elbows, locking her hands behind her back and resting them just above her ass; a clear demonstration of her submission to her master.

Ryan couldn't help but groan as he felt her melt against him, offering herself up to him for the taking, opening herself to him to be plundered. It was so tempting and in the heat of their passion, Ryan almost grabbed her hands to pound against her with the full force of his voracious hunger.

He worked hard to resist the invitation. Instead, grasping her firmly, he rolled them over so that Catrine could lay on her back. As he did, he pulled at her arms so that she could touch him freely whispering words to guide her as they turned.

Following his request, she wrapped her legs and arms tightly around him as he entered her again. The new position offering him even more access to her tight channel, clasping his hands under her back and pressing her against him. She curled her face into his neck and gasped as the intensity drove them both faster and faster.

She soared with the tremendous sensations, relishing them as it opened her heart to the excitement and the possibility of hope. She just felt...free. As she opened herself fully to these emotions, she chanted the one word, again and again, that she associated with this total uninhibited release.

"Ryan."

Hearing the sound of his name softly escaping her lips, Ryan's pace was almost frantic. He couldn't help himself. He wanted to take away all of her fear and her pain and leave only joy and love in its place. He moaned against her ear, biting her lobe and kissing at her neck, all the while, grinding himself against her with a ferocious hunger unlike anything he had experienced before.

Catrine writhed against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. She felt his fingers returning to stroke against her clit as the rest of her body succumbed to the sensational feeling of him pushing deep inside of her. Her thoughts given over entirely to her most primal need.

She was right there, at the precipice, so close she could almost reach it. But, an invisible barrier blocked her way, frustrating her and causing her to whimper quietly against Ryan's chest. Sensing her unspoken need, Ryan's fingers stroked her deeply as he pushed their bodies together as one.

"That's it, baby" He whispered, "You're so close. You don't need me to command you."

She greeted his whispers with a cry, expressing both her need and her struggle to accept it.

"You can do it." He encouraged her with his words and his body. "Release yourself, sweet girl."

She cried out again, as he continued to whisper to her. She closed her eyes tightly and focused every fiber of her being on the place where their bodies connected. Tears sprung from her eyes as she battled the last and strongest of her demons; unlocking the ability to free herself and finally tipping over the precipice and into her own climax.

The first spasms of her orgasm practically ripped her apart. She bucked up against him, digging her fingers into his back and biting down against his shoulder as the impact of it overtook her. Her nipples grazed his chest hair, amplifying the sensations in her core. His hands pressed tightly into the crevice of her ass, opening her more fully to her contractions.

As her inner muscles contracted tightly, she brought him to his climax along with her. He filled her deeply, growling out his own satisfaction into her ear.

They held each other as their movements finally stilled, laying quietly as their heartbeats slowed. Ryan looked down at her, observing her closely as she breathed deeply and re-opened her eyes, gazing up into his.