Chapter 2

His turquoise-blue eyes were dark with desire, his body electrified and high on adrenaline, and every fibre of his being was fully aroused. It was almost the middle of the day, a very important day in the Arusian calendar, celebrating his eighth year of marriage to Allura.

Eight amazing years married to the woman of his dreams, the only woman he'd ever loved, the one he'd sworn to protect with his life: Allura Raimon, former Blue Lion pilot and reigning Queen of Arus.

After all the challenges, the crazy battles, the brushes with death he'd faced in the past, Keith Kogane felt immensely lucky and blessed by Fate. To have survived and lived this long to discover that he was not just Arusian, but that the blood of Knight Protector and Black Lion pilot ran through his veins. To have married a most beautiful, intelligent and empathic princess, and to be one of the most highly respected planetary monarchs this side of the galaxy.

Despite all his heroic accomplishments, despite the accolades and formal titles he had received since he met the highly-admired Princess of Arus over a decade ago, the ever-humble Keith Kogane was merely a man - one madly in love with his wife. After eight years of marriage Keith still lusted over her, and at this very moment couldn't wait to show her just how much he desired her. Who could have guessed that the mischievous wedding anniversary gift from Sven and Romelle would have such a mind-blowing effect on him? His marital relationship with Allura was about to kick up a notch.

:: What have you done to me 'Lura? :: groaned Keith through their telepathic bond. The formal ceremony had concluded and they were in a receiving room behind the throne room.

:: You are an evil, evil woman :: Keith panted as he tried to restrain his lascivious thoughts a bit longer, as he left instructions to his aide-de-camp and handed their ceremonial robes and crowns to their assistants.

:: I am YOUR evil woman, Keith :: breathed Allura, also trying her damnedest to contain her molten desires, as Keith gripped her elbow and led her towards the private elevator that headed directly to the Castle's royal residential wing.

They boarded the elevator, and Keith stood behind Allura as the doors slid shut. He gently nibbled her earlobe and whispered, "My wife has needs." Allura gasped as he pressed himself against her bottom. "Looks like my husband does too," she quavered when she felt her besotted Keith's burgeoning arousal.

Thank goodness for lightning-fast elevators, Allura thought. The clock was ticking. It was already 11:05 A.M.

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As the elevator doors parted, Keith gripped Allura's wrist and determinedly strode towards their room.

"Keith, slow down!" panted Allura as she tried to keep up with her husband's urgent pace. The pearlescent balls moved inside her mercilessly.

With a wordless grunt, Keith unceremoniously scooped his Queen over his shoulder. His bond was beating its mighty chest like a triumphant caveman after a kill. Allura gasped in surprise. "Keith!" she squeaked.

They finally reached the privacy of their bedroom, and when he was sure the door was securely locked, he placed his wife down in front of him. His nostrils flared, and with a gruff and dangerous voice, Keith said "Clothes. Off. Now. "

"Breathe, darling… breathe…" coaxed Allura as she tried to calm her caveman-king-husband. She placed her hand on his heaving chest.

Keith remembered himself, and took a couple of yogic breaths as he tried to gather his wits. With a mischievous lopsided grin he finally spoke, "Remind me to thank Sven and Romelle for their naughty anniversary present. I never imagined that you would like those…" he gestured towards the large rectangular box on top of the ottoman at the foot of their massive king-sized bed.

"…toys." Allura sweetly smiled as she finished Keith's sentence. "Well, dear husband of mine, you never asked me. " She circled her arms around his neck, tiptoed and placed a loving kiss on his lips.

"Well, I'm glad… actually beyond glad…" Keith returned her kiss then turned her around. He absent-mindedly began unzipping her silver empire-cut gown. "I am ecstatic that you like the idea of using these toys," he continued as he helped his wife step out of her gown and carefully placed the dress on a nearby chair. Allura, now in her lacy undergarments, began to unbutton Keith's highly decorated jacket. Her eyes spoke volumes as she peered through her lashes at her husband.

"You look amazingly stunning, my Queen…" admired Keith as Allura undressed him. He really loved seeing her in that pink and white corset with its strapped lacy-topped stockings. "…You are as beautiful as you were on the day we met… as radiant as on the day we married." He reverently kissed her forehead. How could I be this lucky?

"Luck had nothing to do with it," Allura said out loud as she placed his jacket on top of her gown that hung over the chair. "You are my preordained protector and champion…" she continued, as she steadfastly unbuckled his belt, "… and the bravest and most gorgeous man I have ever met." She gently ran her free hand down his chest to caress his rock-hard abdominals, then she unzipped Keith's pants and her graceful fingers moved lower to stroke his equally rock-solid need at the front of his boxers.

Keith closed his eyes as he felt the torture in his wife's touch. He breathed deeply and with a throaty voice asked "Do you trust me, 'Lura?"

"With all my heart, Keith," Allura whispered. "You know I do. But why do you ask now?"

"Those… toys, I mean. Will you trust me with those? I would like to try them now with you. But only if you say yes," replied Keith as he cupped her face in his hands. His eyes endearingly sought her approval.

Allura batted her eyelashes, and the corners of her mouth curled upward mischievously. Her bond twirled an exuberant arabesque. We've always had 'vanilla' sex, she thought. "So… playtime, then, with our anniversary present?"

"Yes," replied Keith as his eyes burned with intense desire.

:: Oh my love, yes… oh yes, my King! :: Allura spoke through her bond with sheer delight. Keith's bond roared like a hungry lion, ready to devour its prey.

"Leave these exquisite underthings on. You look ravishing in them," Keith whispered huskily as he led her to their bed. They had never been this "adventurous" before. It had only ever happened in his most wicked dreams.

Allura simply nodded, too excited to speak. Keith purposefully grabbed a few items from the gift box. He exactly knew what he wanted to try first with her.

"We'll start with something simple for now," he began. His tone was filled with delicious sensual threat. Allura's mouth went dry and she could barely breathe. She felt a twinge of anticipation as Keith produced an eye mask made of black velvet and lace.

"Lie down," Keith whispered darkly as he slowly slid the mask over her eyes.

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Allura's heart was a kodo drum, beating furiously as she felt Keith's hands gently lowering her onto the bed. Her breath quickened as his fingers seductively ran across her bare skin: along her shoulders to her neck, tracing her collarbone and the upper curve of her breasts. Keith's touch was electric, his fingers whisper-light. Allura felt herself tensing and relaxing at intervals as he slowly caressed every inch of her exposed flesh.

With the mask covering her eyes, Allura was all heightened sensation. She heard things more keenly, smelt things more deeply, felt things more intensely. Her breathing spiked as she realised that being unable to see what Keith was doing made the experience even more… erotic. She could hear Keith's breathing grow heavier and more intense. She inhaled her husband's delicious musky scent, the glorious scent of Keith.

"Ohhh… Keith…such torture…" she whimpered tremulously.

No reply came, but he silently took her hands in his. She felt his tongue tickle her palms and her inner wrists, and she suppressed a giggle. Then she heard a metallic clink and felt her wrists bound together. Allura gasped as she realised what the second "toy" was that Keith had chosen – a set of velvet-covered handcuffs.

She chewed her lower lip, trying to restrain the wicked grin that had begun to cross her face. "Oh no…" she said playfully, "What does my husband have planned?" Allura heard a throaty chuckle as Keith slowly and reverently sucked her fingertips. Her insides clenched at the thrilling unexpected touch of his lips. Then suddenly Allura's heart jumped as she felt something rigid and hot between her cuffed hands. "Oh goddess…" she panted loudly as her fingers encircled his throbbing manhood. Eagerly she tried to squeeze it, but it was quickly withdrawn. Allura moaned in frustration.

"Ah-ah-ah," Keith admonished with a lustful chuckle. He moved her bound arms above her head and whispered in a low deep voice, "Don't move."

:: Goddess… this is incredible… :: she said through their bond. :: I love you, you wicked man… :: She knew that Keith was enjoying this immensely as his bond enveloped hers with sensual warmth.

Allura could barely contain herself. She felt Keith's strong hands move her legs apart and his hot tongue slowly glide up her inner thighs, just above the delicate white lacy stocking. She tensed in anticipation, but he stopped short. It was agonising, yet exquisite. She forced herself not to squirm as Keith continued to deliciously torment her. Allura then felt his fingers move her lacy panties aside and gently stroke around her outer lips. Her head arched back and she drew a loud breath, mouth agape as waves of pleasure shot through her body.

"My wife…" Keith said in a throaty voice, "…you are so very ready…" Keith swirled his tongue, tasting Allura's tangy sweetness as he searched for the silken string attached to the pearlescent balls within her wet pink folds. Upon finding the silvery cord, he used his teeth to grab it and slowly, teasingly draw the balls out of her. Allura convulsed as he tugged, her senses in delectable chaos.

:: Keith… oh, Keith… :: she mewled breathlessly, her wrists straining against the velvet cuffs.

She could hear his ragged breathing as he pulled her panties off, then she felt his eager hands running up her stockinged legs and moving them apart once more. Allura trembled, and her fervent anticipation was rewarded as Keith's deft fingers again found her moist opening. With excruciating and deliberate slowness he explored her with his fingers and tongue.

:: Keith… what are you doing to me? :: she said breathlessly through the bond, and sensed that Keith had another trick up his sleeve. Allura was proven correct a moment later as she felt something being gently rubbed between her moist folds.

He gently slipped a long, cool, smooth object inside her. Allura's heart lurched, thumping with dramatic uneven beats. Keith cupped his wife's face and kissed her deeply, his tongue in her mouth quieting her moans.

Allura heard a faint click, and instantly something inside started to vibrate down there, deep inside her. She gasped and her mind whirled like a tornado. The sensation was beyond anything she had felt before.

"Ahhhhh… Keith!" Allura gasped as the vibrating continued inside her.
"Hush, my Queen…" Keith stifled her cries with his mouth.

Holy seven hells! Allura felt herself rising, her emotions swelling with the relentless pulsations. It felt different, full, forbidden, and so gloriously and utterly sensual.

Her back arched as she felt the buzzing rhythm increasing within her. She could feel the ecstasy building as Keith began to rub her sensitive pink button with his finger. "I love you, my Queen," he whispered in her ear, then ran his tongue down her neck. She breathed through clenched teeth as he returned to his spot between her legs and continued to work his magic.

With Keith's arsenal of tongue, fingers, and vibrator, Allura was fast approaching the point of no return. She could no longer think straight and gave herself over to the waves of pleasure washing over her.

:: Keith, please… I want to see you… I want to look at you when I… :: she screamed silently through the bond, and simultaneously let out a cry of ecstasy as she squeezed Keith's head between her thighs.

"Easy, my dearest," Keith grinned as he freed himself from her grip and pulled her blindfold off. "I'm not done yet." His turquoise-blue eyes were full of dark desire.

"Oh, Keith," Allura panted, "Please fuck me now."

"As Her Majesty commands," Keith grinned, with hunger in his voice and lust in his eyes. He removed Allura's quick-release handcuffs, withdrew the vibrator, and knelt between her legs.

"Now, my husband," Allura pleaded. "I want you inside me." Her arms and hands eagerly grasped his well-defined pectorals, then swiftly wrapped her arms around his neck. "Now, Keith…"

Staring into his wife's ethereal green eyes, Keith knelt upright and ran his tumescent manhood around her opening and, holding her ankles up, he plunged inside. He moved in and out, backward and forward with sweet, slow luscious torment.

"Oh Keith… please… don't stop…" The intermittent feeling of fullness was overwhelming.

Keith placed Allura's ankles on his shoulders, then grabbed her waist and lifted her hips higher, pushing deeper and faster into her. Allura's thoughts were in riotous disarray as her body started to convulse. She cried out loud as her body shattered into a million pieces and her bond burst into a thousand brilliant lights.

The sight of Allura, with her eyes shut and lips apart in ecstasy, aroused him even further, and he knew he was close to the brink as well. Allura sensed it and pulled him down onto her. :: Oh Keith…more… please… :: she breathlessly spoke through their bond, her arms tight around him. His breathing grew more ragged, his thrusts more insistent, and she felt his bond explode in fierce radiance.

:: Allura… I… Gaaaahhhhh…"

She felt him spasm inside her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His eyes flew open and he let out a loud groan as his body went rigid in glorious release.

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They lay entwined in each other's arms, with silly grins on their exhausted faces. Keith smiled at Allura through half-opened eyes and traced his finger along her cheek. "That… was… incredible…"

Allura blearily smiled. "You… were… incredible." She stretched out beside him, her body feeling like jelly.

"You are… the most amazing woman…" Keith propped himself up on an elbow and gazed at her glowing features. He reverently kissed her forehead, whispering, "Happy Anniversary, my gorgeous wife."

"Happy Anniversary, my darling husband," she replied as she rubbed her nose on his.

Their bonds swirled in perfect unison with complete and utter serenity.

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"Don't fall asleep now!" Allura laughed. "We're running late as it is! The banquet starts in less than ten minutes!"
"Relax," Keith said, rolling over and stretching. "They won't care if we're a few minutes late, especially once the food is served."

"Well, I'm going for a shower, my King." Allura got up and began to undo her corset.

Seeing her bare backside, Keith jumped up and helped her undress.

"Got your energy back, my dearest?" Allura teased.

Staring at his beloved Queen in all her naked glory, Keith winked. "A nice hot shower should help." He took her hand and led her to the en-suite bathroom.

Allura laughed again. "I know what you're thinking, Keith, and no, we don't have time for another. Not even a quick one. But, I can give you a nice thorough wash instead," she concluded in a voice full of mischief.

"How thorough?" Keith pressed.

"Thorough."

"Deal," came his reply, and they shut the door behind them.

FIN / The End