On Cloud Nine**

At the king and queen's quarters, Ezekiel continued to kiss and caress Katelina, his movements slow and deliberate, savoring each moment. He didn't know how long he could maintain his control. He kept reminding himself to be gentle with her and not unleash his feral beast in consuming her.

His lips moved lower, kissing her chest, gently licking and suckling her skin while he kneaded her breasts. Her nipples were so hard, and his fingers took their time playing with them before being replaced by his tongue.

He was so damn hard, and he could feel his precum dripping already just from nipping on her skin. He was like a newborn starved for milk as he sucked on her breasts simultaneously. Katelina's body arched as she called his name.

"Kiel," she gasped.