You're Mine <R18>

[R18 content ahead]

Varya had wondered if she was ever going to hear such beautiful words uttered by the prince. She was happy to not be the pursuer - having told herself many times before to be patient and not push him. Butterflies rose in her stomach and she smiled against his mouth. She didn't need to say anything further, deciding to show him her answer using action.

Varya's hands instantly found their way to the neckline of his spandex suit and she pulled it down, showing him what she wanted him to do. Her heart racing so quickly, she was surprised her hands weren't shaking. As soon as he gave her enough space to start removing his clothing, she did the same and settled back onto the couch, waiting for him.

Basileus looked down at her pleasing form. In his travels, he had seen statues adorning palaces that looked just like her. There was no doubt in his mind that wars could be waged over a woman like her and he would be on the front lines fighting the hardest. Her body was dangerous for a man like him - bringing out animalistic feelings he didn't know he was capable of. Knowing how she affected him and what she was capable of already caused excitement to well up in his chest.

Their lips met again and she could already feel how heated up his body was. His taut muscles were heaven and she felt privileged to be the only one to know just what he had to offer. There was no such thing as close enough. She wanted to swallow him whole.

Varya didn't care about taking it slow anymore. They had been building up to this moment for so long. Despite him being the one on top of her, she still felt in control and wrapped her legs around him, pushing him to go on. To emphasize her point, she bit his lower lip as the kiss broke.

Basileus felt nervous as she opened herself up to him. He wanted it to be perfect for her, but his lack of experience was going to be painfully obvious to her. His body demanded him to go further, but his mind feared not being able to communicate what this meant to him correctly.

As she watched a variety of emotions move across his features, she smiled up at him reassuringly.

"Don't worry. There's nothing you can do to make me not want this. I want all of you as you are."

She pulled him closer so their chests were crushed against each other and their lips could connect again and again. As he warmed up, one of his hands explored her soft body - all familiar to him, but it felt as if he were finding out what it was really capable of for the first time. He put space between them, enough that his large hand could slide between her legs and feel how ready she was for him. His bold movement elicited a moan from her lips and her eyes closed.

"Stop teasing me," she said.

Her body's reaction to him was all he needed to keep going forward. His pride was being built up again. They couldn't physically be more ready for each other.

He pulled back and sat on his knees between her legs. His hands found her waist and he dragged her towards him so her lower body rested on his thighs. A look of shock flashed on her face at the sudden change in position, but it quickly changed and she met his eyes with determination. His hardened manhood pressed against her entrance and it was making her lose her mind. Her legs tightened around him.

"Please," she said quietly, her voice heavy with desire.

Basileus felt like some kind of animal needing to see himself enter her. He grabbed his length and directed it to her inviting center, slowly pushing himself in. The feeling of them joining together electrified his entire being. He shivered as he watched himself disappear into her, unable to contain himself.

Varya's eyes drifted closed at the sensation she had been craving for so long. She could feel her body stretch and adjust to his size. There was nothing better than this. Knowing he was getting used to the feeling, she resisted the urge to pull him all the way in with her legs.

Prince Basileus felt he was torturing himself with the slow movement, the deeper he got, the better she felt. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on either side of her once he was inside of her completely. His eyes squeezed shut and he leaned into the grey-haired woman for support. Her hands instantly went to his hair and she kissed under his chin in support, silently asking him to go further.

He started slowly pumping in and out, groans escaping his lips as the sensation overtook him. He couldn't stop the noises, succumbing entirely to the pleasure he was feeling. There was a thought that crept up in his mind, telling him to escape the palace with Varya so they could find somewhere to do this forever. He knew it was irrational, but he had never felt anything better than being deep inside of her.

Varya was, again, surprised the man in her grasp had never experienced this before. With simple movements, he was racking her body with pleasure and she knew already he was the best she had ever had. She held onto him and buried her face in his neck, occasionally kissing or biting the soft skin within her grasp. He was her perfect fit. She wondered…

"Wait," she uttered, breathlessly.

Basileus stopped his movements and looked down at her with a questioning look.

She pushed him off of her and, as he wondered if he did something wrong, she directed him to sit on the couch and climbed into his lap. Before he could ask anything, she inserted him inside of her once more, the deepness from this angle causing her to moan instantly and her head fell back. The sight of her being overwhelmed by something he could offer was addicting. She was giving him such a delicious show of her pale neck.

The prince didn't think it was possible to get inside of her any deeper, but this new angle caused his eyes to close and fireworks to erupt in his mind. If he wasn't careful, this wasn't going to last for long. He was trying to find self-control, but the feeling of her wetness around him was knocking down his willpower.

One of her hands grabbed his shoulder as she bounced up and down on top of him. The look of him melting at her touch was pushing her over the edge. She used her other hand to start touching the bundle of nerves above where their bodies were connected and the feeling caused her movements to become more erratic and desperate.

Caught off guard by her movements, he couldn't hold on any longer. He took control from below and pushed himself into her one last time, holding onto her hips. As he climaxed, the feeling of him pulsating inside of her was enough for her to find her own. She moaned loudly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her chin was on top of his head, resting in his sweaty hair and her breasts were pressed underneath his chin.

His body had tensed up to an unimaginable degree as he met his release but the comforting embrace she was giving him right afterward caused him to relax instantly. He wondered how she could make him feel so many new things in such a short amount of time. His hands never left her as he enjoyed the soft feeling of her skin. She was entirely his.

They remained in this embrace until they caught their breath and Basileus looked up at the woman he was still buried inside. With grey hair stuck to her sweaty forehead and her face flushed, she was the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes on. He had thought before that the only one with power over him was the tyrant, but he had found someone else who could make him do whatever they wanted. It should be frightening, but it excited him. He trusted her completely.

The prince wondered if she knew just how bad he had it - how hopelessly obsessed with her he was. He kissed her slowly, knowing he wouldn't forget this night for as long as he lived.