Total pages in book: 230
Estimated words: 217798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1089(@200wpm)___ 871(@250wpm)___ 726(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1089(@200wpm)___ 871(@250wpm)___ 726(@300wpm)
He didn’t need her to be anyone but exactly who she was—his perfect match, the one who could bring out the other side of him, the only woman who could make him whole.
“Be mine. That’s all I need.”
The smile that crossed her face was glorious. “Only yours. I only need one servant.”
“And I only need one queen.”
She unhooked her bra and her breasts bounced free. She palmed them, teasing him with the sight and the fact that his hands were still tied down. They twitched to hold her, but she merely gave him a show, rolling her nipples and rubbing the satin of that patch of underwear over his cock. He could feel how wet she was, the fabric damp and slick with her arousal.
It was torture, but the best kind.
“Kash, are you sure you want this?”
“Yes, I’m sure I want this orgasm. I will take it over my next breath. If you don’t hurry, it might be my last breath ever, my Queen.”
She laughed, the sound magical to his ears. “That wasn’t what I was talking about. I was talking about our marriage. Are you sure? Because I was thinking maybe my servant would like to help me out. My kingdom is in desperate need of a prince or a princess.”
He groaned again, having to bite back the harsh shot of arousal her words sent through him.
He was going to have a family with her. He was going to have children who ran through the palace, children who laughed and played. Children who he could teach to be the one thing they needed to be—happy.
“There is nothing I could want more than to serve my Queen in this way.” He stared up at her, needing her to know there was nothing playful about this. “I love you, Dayita. I’m sure. There’s no one else for me from now on. It’s you and me and our family.”
“Just us.” She leaned over and brushed her lips against his. “And the world, but mostly us.”
She shifted her hips and he felt the thin crotch of her undies slide to the side as his cock finally found her pussy. Day got to her knees above him, taking him with the bold, aggressive nature he’d come to crave from her. She lowered herself onto his cock.
Kash couldn’t stand it a moment longer. He tilted his pelvis up, feeling her sink onto his cock.
“I should punish you for that, my naughty servant.” She moved above him, rolling her hips and taking him as deep as he would go. “But I can’t help myself either. I need you. I love you.”
“I love you, too, my Queen. He needed her more than he could possibly say. He worked with her, letting her ride him. Her body moved over his, taking what she needed and giving him back everything she had.
It couldn’t last. When Day’s head fell back and he felt her clench around him, he gave up.
The orgasm was a flash fire, running through his system and leaving him scorched. Day fell forward, her head finding his chest.
He could still feel the pulse of the aftermath when she looked up at him.
“Don’t think we’re done yet, my servant.”
He wasn’t done serving her. Not even close. He was ready to spend the rest of his life doing exactly that.
EPILOGUE
Ten months later
Kash stood looking out over the site that would shortly be his new world. It was nothing but a few acres of ground right now, but once the plans were finished and his contractors had brought to life his vision, this place would be filled with all the world’s greatest scientists. It was a place for them to gather, to work, to research and share their ideas. It was a place he hoped could change the world.
“I thought I would find you here.”
He turned, a smile on his face because there was nothing he loved more than the sound of that voice. Well, he’d also become partial to the sound of his soon-to-be-born daughter’s heart. The hummingbird thud they heard when the doctor came to visit always made his heart clench. “Two more days and we break ground. I’ve already got meetings with some researchers who are interested in my challenges.”
She joined him, her hand slipping into his. It felt natural to be connected to her. “Medical or tech?”
“A couple of doctors who don’t want to work with big pharma. They’re interested in my drive to cure Parkinson’s.” He’d put out the call. He and a few other billionaires had pooled some of their resources and offered the world’s great minds money and labs and housing in order to solve the problems humanity faced.
He was going to change the world. And if anyone thought they could stop him, they would have to think again. This time he would fight. He wouldn’t stop because soon he would give this world to his children, and he never wanted them to think he didn’t care.