The Sovereign of Psiere by K. Aten

Author:K. Aten [Aten, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Regal Crest Enterprises
Published: 2019-05-31T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

THE COMMANDER’S SUITE was fairly simple. It had a decent size sitting room, with two other doors besides the main entrance. One led to the lavatory and the other to the bedroom. But rather than move from their position, Tosh pushed Olivienne forcefully against the newly closed door. With only an ince difference in height, Castellan’s hips surged against Olivienne’s and their mouths fought for dominance of the kiss. Olivienne tangled her hands in that thick hair to pull Tosh even closer. The officer’s mouth eventually moved on, initially causing displeasure. But as Castellan’s lips moved to the skin just below Olivienne’s ear and teeth came into play, the Connate writhed and groaned beneath her. With such added stimulus, Olivienne left only one hand to grip Tosh’s hair tightly and the other traveled inside the open top of the officer’s shirt. She was surprised to meet smooth skin then delighted to discover that Tosh must have removed her own bosair earlier in the evening.

“’Vienne...you burn me with your touch.” Castellan’s words came haltingly, barely a whisper and she shuddered as Olivienne explored as much skin as she could reach before moving her hand up to grab the back of Tosh’s neck.

“There is a fire between us. Castellan...” She called softly, willing Tosh to meet her gaze.

Those pale blue eyes were wild and her breath came out in gasps. “Yes?”

“Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Tosh’s smile was feral but their eyes held the same passion. “Never.” She grasped Olivienne behind the thighs and lifted the Connate until she could wrap her legs around Tosh’s waist. Castellan didn’t even use her telekinesis for the short trip to the bedroom. Once there she gently set Olivienne on her bed and as the Connate scooted back, Castellan followed her until she had wedged her hips snugly between the sovereign’s thighs. Olivienne wore tight trousers for her evening dinner plans and as such there was not much to protect her from Tosh’s touch.

She cried out at the immediate pressure on her most tender parts and raised her hips to increase the delicious contact between them. Sensing that the woman below her was uncharacteristically close, Tosh thrust slowly and gently at the same time she swallowed Olivienne’s moan with a kiss. Her hips continued their unceasing rubbing rhythm as the sovereign rose higher and higher.

Olivienne’s hands gripped the back of Castellan’s loose shirt, clutching desperately as she fast approached the pinnacle of release. She didn’t want to fall yet, it was much too soon. She tore her lips away but rather than words, a breathy whine came up from her throat. Finally she was able to speak. “Wait...”

Tosh slowed and looked down into heavy-lidded violet eyes. “Why would I do that?”

The Connate’s pupils were dilated and she struggled to think through the sexual haze that Castellan had thrown over her. “But what about yo—” Her question was cut off by another kiss even as Tosh ground into her. “But I want to—bollux!” It happened that fast, Olivienne reached her release in a series of shuddering gasps as Castellan continued to move.

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