Inheritance: Threads of Fate

Chapter Twenty Four - Slowly, Gently

The deck was empty, the candles still lit, the cool ocean breeze tickled your faces gently. There was no moon tonight, but the stars were extraordinarily bright, casting their gentle glow across the calm waters. From a distance it would appear as if the Shade was sailing through the skies, like a pirate ship from a children's fairy tale. 
He hadn't let go of your face, planting gentle kisses on your lips. Your heart had risen to your throat, the hot tears shining in your eyes. A single one rebelled and slid down your cheek.
"Why are you crying My Love?" He asked softly, wiping it from your cheek.
"I don't know." You choked back the rest of the tears, but a laugh burst out of you instead.
Caspian couldn't help but laugh at your laugh. "Crying and laughter... ok I'll roll with it." He kissed the other rouge tears that began to fall. "As long as you're feeling alright?" He asked cautiously.
You chuckled, "I'm great. More than great, I'm... happy?" You were shocked at the word as it left your mouth.
"Was that a question?" He giggled at you.
"Yes." You laughed out loud, and the release was euphoric. You kept laughing, at nothing in particular. Maybe it was the rum, maybe it was the romance of the night, maybe you finally had lost your mind...in any case it felt so GOOD to laugh so freely and honestly.
Your laughing made Caspian laugh. "What?" He kept asking you between breaths. "What's so funny?" You would just shake your head, and you both kept laughing until tears formed in your eyes. Finally the last giggles made it out of your systems. You were both gasping and your cheeks hurt, but this type of exhaustion felt good.
"I could listen to you laugh all night." He brushed your hair behind your ear.
"Caspian..." You were still breathing heavily. "I love you so much." You looked deep into his eyes, and felt a hard thumping in your chest that was unrelated to your giggle fit.
He pulled your head towards him and kissed you, as if all the love he held in his body was balanced on his lips. Your spine tingled, and you felt lightheaded as you claimed it as your own. You kissed him back, channeling everything he has ever made you feel into this one connection. Each separation and reunion of your lips brought a new explosion of fireworks in your stomach. He nibbled your bottom lip softly, as he pulled your head up with him while he stood.
His hand ran down your lower back and pressed firmly as he turned your back towards the staircase. He led you backward, step by step, his lips never leaving yours, until you were pinned against the study doors. He reached down around you to open them, and you continued your backwards dance all the way to your quarters. Only once you were inside did he separate from you. He walked over to the back doors to open them, and stoked the fire, as it had started to die down. He then lit a single lamp by the door, and stood to stare at you.
"What?" You asked, a blush creeping over your cheeks.
"I haven't the words to describe how beautiful you are." He sighed as his eyes wandered up and down your body.
"You know I actually think you might be prettier than me." You teased, eying him equally.
He chuckled shyly and ran his hand through his thick hair. "You know Raxe actually picked this out for me. He told me you, and I quote, 'would literally die if I wore it.' Which I am very grateful wasn't the case."
"He really does know what I like..." You hadn't stopped looking.
"So what, are we just going to stare at each other all night?" He chuckled.
"You're the one who brought me in here..." You made an obvious effort to look down at his lips.
"I did..." He purred and slowly walked over to you, stopping his body right up against yours. His hand came up to wrap around the back of your head. He began kissing you softly, slowly, savoring every swirl of your tongue, every sultry moan. You were putty in his hands, and that was his plan. Once you were relaxed and swooning, he nuzzled his lips against your neck, and planted soft kisses down a line to your collarbone.
"Your brand is gone..." He graveld deeply into your ear, with a hint of intention in his voice. You shuddered in his arms.
"You can give me another..." You allowed breathily.
"My Starlight...You are so strong, and able to withstand such roughness with ease... I wonder..." He looked into your eyes. "When was the last time you allowed yourself to feel delicate? When was the last time you were overcome with sensitivity rather than overstimulation? You deserve to relish each second of pleasure. I want you to feel the way this dress looks on you, soft...sexy...." His kisses traveled across your throat as his hand slid down the back of your dress, and began unlacing it. "Every tingle of your skin when I brush my fingers across it." He slid his finger softly down your exposed back, barely brushing your skin. "Every time your pussy pulsates with desire," he bit your neck firmly...but not roughly. "I want you to focus on each sensation, My Pet..."
You were shaking in his arms. Between the cold air blowing through the room and his fingers lightly grazing you, you had goosebumps, your nipples were hard and sensitive, and you were soaking down your leg with each throb. You wanted him to throw you on the bed and fuck you like some feral animal, but you also didn't want to move. Your eyes closed and head lolled back as he swirled his tongue delicately around your neck, nibbled gently on your ear, and ran his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp.
Without you noticing, his free hand continued to work on your laces, finally loosening your top. With both hands, he stripped your dress down and it fell around your feet in a heap.
"Heh. I didn't realize you weren't wearing anything underneath..." His eyes traveled up and down your naked body.
"The style of dress..." You trailed off as he traced his fingers around your breasts, the tips barely brushing over your nipples.
"Exquisite." He whispered down to them, and his fingers continued their exploration down your sides, and across your stomach. His eyes followed wherever his fingers moved, inspecting every inch of you with such sensuality you thought he could actually make you cum with his gaze alone.
He pressed his hands on your hips, forcing you a few steps backwards towards the bed. He began kissing at your collarbone, trailed down and cupped one breast while his lips caressed the other. His warm tongue sent an explosion of tingles throughout your cold body as it tasted your nipple. Softly flicking and sucking, teasing a bite, but not quite pressing down. Then he switched, giving the other equal attention, while his fingers picked up what his tongue left behind.
He took his time as his lips followed the curves of your body down to your hips, forcing him to his knees. A trail of kisses crawled down your inner thigh, as your breathing got shallow. He paused on the inside of your leg just out of reach of your pussy, you shuddered in anticipation. "Fuck...." you moaned, and you felt his lips part in a smile on your leg.
"How does that feel, My Pet?" He whispered.
"Like torture..." you moaned.
He moved his mouth between your legs, you could feel his warm breath on your clit, but he refused to touch it. You twitched your hips involuntarily toward him, and he backed his head away, moving it back to your thigh.
"Every time you press for more... I will deny you..." He chuckled seductively.
"It was an accident..." You moaned as your breath caught in your chest. "You...made me..."
He kissed your thigh again softly, "focus on each sensation... live in that exact moment... How does it feel when my lips touch your skin? Do you feel that tickle spreading to your delicious little cunt?" He asked between kisses.
You slowed your breathing in obedience, trying to focus on the questions he was asking, answering them silently in your head. He slid his lips inward just slightly, causing an involuntary contraction in your lower abdomen, but you held still, for fear he would again move further away. But you couldn't help release a little whimper.
"Sorry." You whispered.
He smiled against your skin, "Be as loud as you need to be..." Then suddenly the tip of his tongue grazed your clit.
You moaned louder than you intended to, and as if in reward he plunged his face between your legs. His tongue slowly running from your opening to the tip, combining your wetness with his. You couldn't hold yourself up, you fell back onto the bed. As if he planned it, he had you in the perfect position to slide his tongue inside you, then slowly back up to suck on you. You screamed his name as he began using the tip of his tongue to tickle your clit while he maintained sucking pressure, and he moaned into you.
You felt the pressure of your orgasm building, "Caspian...you're going to make me cum..." You struggled to get the words out. You felt him chuckle as he maintained the same speed and pressure that he knew was getting you closer.
Absolute ecstasy erupted from within you. You screamed as he didn't relent even when your body began to convulse, squeezing his head with your thighs. Your moans of pleasure urging him to continue. Finally, the wave washed over you, and as you relaxed, he released you, sitting back on his knees on the floor.
"See what happens when you slow down?" There was a smile in his voice but you didn't have the strength to lift your head to look down at him. That was unlike any orgasm you had ever felt, it was prolonged, and every sense was heightened. You were still feeling ripples of pleasure randomly roll over you when he got on the bed next to you.
He brushed your hair away from your face, which felt like it was on fire. You were now grateful for that breeze blowing in.
"I've been wanting to do that...forever..." He cooed over you.
"Really? But you get nothing from it..." You rolled on your side to face him.
"Oh don't I?" He pulled you close to his body, and pressed his bulging cock against you. "Hearing you moan... tasting you... feeling you squirm... fuck you make me hard..."
You felt his cock throb. "I didn't think men enjoyed doing it, I mean, no one's ever asked to..."
"Wait." He propped himself up on his elbow. "You never had anyone go down on you before?"
You shook your head shyly.
"What... what an honor for me." He smiled. "I hope you liked it? I suppose I should have asked..."
"Are you kidding me? I've never felt anything like that before. I honestly never had a man make me cum before you did that day in the desert..."
"WHAT!" He leaned back in shock.
"I mean... I've done it myself, but..."
"Why didn't you tell me?" He caressed your head with his hand.
"I didn't think it was important?" You started to feel embarrassed.
"My Love." His eyes searched yours. "For me, your pleasure is the most important part of our intimacy."
You didn't know what to say. Your entire sexual experience was about making men enjoy themselves, and though it was always different with Caspian it never dawned on you that he actually enjoyed reciprocating. That day on camelback it was just a game, that afternoon in the tub was about punishing you... you loved every second of it but in the back of your mind you "knew" he was going to expect it to be repaid.
"Will you please say something?" He asked gently.
"I... I'm just kind of surprised" was the best way to summarize your thoughts.
"You're surprised I prioritize your enjoyment?" He confirmed.
"Honestly, yes. I never thought of my own pleasure as something important. Even for myself it was something I only did if I had time or I really needed it to be able to concentrate...  none of the men I've ever been with had even cared if I was comfortable, let alone enjoying myself..."
"So all this time, you thought I was initiating intimacy for... what? Myself? Have you not been enjoying any of it?" He looked confused and a bit hurt.
"No! No, I've loved every second. Every time you touch me it's absolute bliss. But I just considered that a bonus for me, that it was actually enjoyable for once. I wasn't trying to look a gift horse..." Fuck. You always manage to fuck up these beautiful moments.

He thought for a minute, posted up on his arm, still laying on his side. Then he leaned down to you, and looked deep into your eyes while playing with your hair.
"My Starlight, you clearly never had a man treat you in any way befitting a lady. They have abused this precious, magnificent vessel of yours for their own selfish purposes almost your entire life. I apologize, please forgive me for not considering your past. But if you would allow me, if you would do me the greatest honor, of demonstrating how I believe, no...how I  know you deserve to be treated, like the most precious treasure in the world. It would bring me the greatest pleasure."
You couldn't help it. Tears formed in the corners of your eyes and began escaping down your cheeks. You felt heavy, in the best way possible. If you didn't let the tears fall you thought your heart would break through your chest of its own accord. You couldn't speak, but you nodded up to him.
He smiled with the most sincerity and love available to a human expression, and kissed you. Slowly, passionately. You could still taste yourself on his beard, but it didn't put you off, in fact you found you kind of enjoying him wearing you as a cologne.
He lifted you onto him with one arm, supporting your back as you straddled him. You giggled at the suddenness of it, and when he looked into your eyes your heart fluttered.
You ran your fingers through the back of his hair, pulling out the band holding it in place. He let out a soft moan as you began to massage the back of his head, his cock twitching between your legs. You began grinding against it as you could feel a small wet spot forming on his pants. He just gave you the most incredible eruption of your life, yet you still wanted more...
His lips came to rest on your shoulder as you gently tugged his hair, kissing you softly up your neck until he paused at the spot he knew drove you crazy. He bit down, his teeth pressing into the nerve that shot orgasmic pleasure through your body. You gasped, pressing your wetness against him, and in a frantic motion pulled his coat down his arms, helping him out of it. It wasn't enough. You reached down and pulled his shirt over his head as well, more aggressively than you realized, and his eyes began to blacken, a sign you recognized from him as a warning of his passions to come.
He held your body against his, while he stood for a split second, just to flip you over, and lay you down delicately on the bed. He stood over you, his pants riding dangerously low on his hips, his cock pushing against his waistband so firmly that it caused a slight gap between it and his skin. The curves of his muscles guiding your eyes downward to the part of him you craved more than anything. He unlaced his pants, and let it escape.
He was dripping with precum as his pants fell to the floor. His cock was perfect. Of course it was, this specimen of a man would have a gorgeous manhood to match... you wanted him between your lips so badly...but he didn't give you a chance. He crawled slowly on top of you, kissing from your belly button, up your stomach, each breast, and finally landing on your lips. Each press and release of his lips sent a cascade tingles between your legs.
He stopped when his hips were level with yours, his bulge rubbing against your clit as he slowly moved it back and forth... teasing you, making you drip...as he held his body up over yours.
"I need you inside me..." You begged softly into his eyes.
"Are you ready for me?" He whispered back, not breaking eye contact.
You nodded, subtlety, and bit your lip. He leaned down and kissed you as he slid himself inside you, completely.
You gasped and moaned at his size, as he slowly and gently slid in and out of you. He fit you so perfectly, it was unbelievable. His hips rocked back and forth with each pump, but he didn't speed up, didn't lose rhythm. He focused on pressing himself as deep as he could inside you, and would hold himself there for a moment, before slowly sliding back out. You felt every ridge, every vein, as it slid against your opening.
"Fuck....you're so perfect..." He moaned over you, as his arm muscles flexed with each thrust. "How are you such a perfect fit for me..."
"You feel so fucking good..." You struggled to get out as you felt his cock hitting that ecstatic spot inside you, over....and over... Hearing him moan for you, watching his muscles flex and tremble, feeling the steady rhythm of his pounding.... you felt yourself tighten...
"Mmm, I feel you... that's a good girl..." He growled as he forced eye contact. "Look at me My Love.... don't look away..."
You felt the heat rising to your face.
"Cum with me... please..." He begged.
You screamed in agonizing pleasure. He moaned just as loud as his hips thrust, in...out... in... and held himself inside you as you felt his hot cum fill you.