Well here it is! The infamous 4th chapter and yes, it does contain steamy, tantric sex between King and Abbigail. I'm so pleased with how it turned out! I hope I don't let y'all down. This is dedicated to Emma and Jess for their constant support and enthusiasm for my story. Thank you guys, and thanks to all of my awesome reviewers! So grab a drink and proceed with caution, you have been warned…wink
Chapter 4: Sweet Release
I turned to look at him. I know that he caught the blatant want and need for him in my eyes and it wasn't because I was afraid of something. He knew, because I saw the same look in his eyes for me. I brought my hand up to caress his cheek and he surrendered to my touch. His grip tightened on my waist and he tipped my chin up with his index finger placing a soft lingering kiss on my lips. I sighed contentedly and felt him moan lightly. We broke apart and I looked down bashfully. King dipped his head and met my eyes with an endearing smile. I buried my face in his chest and inhaled deeply. He caught my faint smile and I pulled him down kissing him more fervently, raking my fingers through his hair and pulling it lightly, turning him on. Breathing heavily he spoke while climbing on top of me, kissing all over my face and neck.
"It's the cologne right?"
I laughed lightly.
"I noticed…maybe it was a mistake telling you that Curve drives me wild."
His reply came muffled against the skin of my collarbone.
"Are you kidding me…I've been waiting for this to happen since the day you rescued me from Danica. The cologne was just a bait."
He crawled back up and over me so he could look me in the eye.
"I fell in love with you that day. I need you just as much as I needed to feel human, and you gave that to me."
The seriousness in which he said this caught me off guard.
"King, I…"
"Listen, I know I can be a bit of a smartass from time to time…"
I quirked an eyebrow.
"…Okay, most of the time. But that doesn't mean that deep down, there's not some sentiment beneath the comments I make. We're a family. You, me, and Zoë…"
"King?"
Before he had time to ask what, I kissed him deeply.
"I love you too Hannibal King.
His face broke out into a full grin and his chocolate eyes were bright. Suddenly he ran a finger down the bridge of my nose.
"Hold that thought Abby. I've got a surprise for you."
King told me to close my eyes and not to peak, so I complied. I felt his weight lift from the bed as my mind raced to figure out what he could be up to, only to feel him return a minute later and set something on the bedside chest. He placed his hand on top of mine. His voice was gruff and strained which made me even more turned on.
"Not yet…"
I felt him lift my hands and replaced something very soft on my eyes, tying it making a blindfold. This immediately made me full of anticipation I tried to hide my smile by biting my lip. I heard King groan.
"Don't do that…Please don't do that to me. I want to do this slow…and torturous."
He placed a kiss full on my mouth gently biting my lip. With a tug, he let go and licked my bottom lip to soothe it. I wanted to say something but I was completely breathless.
"Shh…just lie still."
At that moment, his leg slid across my hips as he straddled me, and gently lifted my tank top and discarded it. His voice was soft and sweet.
"Oh my God. You are so much more beautiful in person than in my dreams."
I smiled but my words again failed me. I couldn't see him but I reached out with a blind hand. He took it and kissed my wrist. He ran a silky cloth from my shoulders to my hands as I briefly caught it between my fingertips. He caught my both of my wrists and using one hand pinned both of the above my head and held them firmly on the headboard. Taking his right hand ran his hands slowly and lightly down my arms. I moaned loudly, my body writhed beneath him and he let out a shaky breath. He leaned down over me, his mouth hovering hot over my ear. His voice made me close my eyes even though they were covered.
"Yes Turtledove…feel what you do to me."
He shifted his weight and I immediately felt his arousal. I felt him lick the base of my throat and retreating before I could capture his lips with my own. Causing a whimper to escape from deep within me
"Oh my God…"
He tied my wrist to the headboard, which combined with not being able to see him or watch him was driving me insane. There was a clatter on the floor as King reached for something.
"Open your mouth…"
I followed his order, only opening it slightly. He brushed his thumb across my lips, and then placed something cold and wet on my tongue. I recognized it as an ice cube. He glided it to the tip of my tongue and let cool little drops fall on my neck. His mouth followed them licking a trail to the top of my breast. I let out a torturous moan.
"King, untie me or I'm going to have to buy a new bed frame because I'm about to shatter this one."
He laughed seductively and kissed my breasts, and rubbing them with his large hands.
"Abbigail, Abbigail, Abbigail… I already planned on breaking this bed when you spoke my name earlier. However, I'll play nice and let you watch. After I finish with you, you might be begging me to put the blindfold back on. Because what I'm about to do to you will be filled with so much pleasure that you won't because you won't be able to open your eyes."
He decided to be lenient and untied the soft cloth over my eyes. I shot him a look filled with all the passion and pent up emotions of the things I wanted to do to him and he faltered for a second. Recovering quickly, he kissed me sensuously, using his tongue to induce slow taunting licks against mine and moaned into my mouth. Breaking away, he whispered against my lips and cast his intense gaze on me.
"That's only a taste of what's to come, My love."
He made a move towards my stomach untying my pajama bottoms with his teeth.
"You're a freak."
He chuckled lowly in his throat. He inched closer and closer to my pelvis and I waited, growing more anxious. He knew it too.
That Bastard.
He shot me a feral grin as if he could read my mind. Hooking his thumbs insides my panties.
"Oooh Cherry red!...Daddy like…"
He pulled them just below my hipbone. From the moment his mouth fused with the skin there, I knew his intentions. He was going to mark his territory...repeatedly. My breathing became shallow and rapid.
"That's not very nice baby…"
He looked up at me with possessive eyes and grinned like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. He removed my panties and planted a kiss for each word he said next.
"But it's oh…so…much…fun…"
I screamed with pleasure as his mouth connected with my center, sending me into delirium as I pulled harshly on the constraints.
"That's it…C'mon Abby…"
His tongue worked magic on me in ways that I have never experienced in my life. I just kept on saying his name over and over again. After I came spiraling back down from the best orgasm I've ever head. King crawled up to me. I kissed him in much the same manner he kissed me before and I wrapped my legs around his waist, arching my back as I did so. He moaned loudly and looked at me with a dangerous lust in his eyes.
"Ohhh…yeah… Mmm. I'm going to untie you now."
He clumsily fumbled with the silk scarf while kissing me. As soon as I felt my hands slip free I scratched my nails down King's back and swiftly flipped him over placing me on top. He gasped for breath.
"Holy shit…"
He was entirely overdressed so I practically clawed at him to get it off. He growled at me and grabbed my breasts, sliding down to firmly hold my hips down on his arousal. I laced my hands with his and removed them, trapping them at his sides and he whimpered.
"It's my turn to play now…"
I picked up an ice cube out of the melting bowl.
"But…I'll let you have free reign over your senses."
King face showed relief. He can't take torture as well as he can give it.
"You can do whatever you want to my little dominatrix. My body is your playground."
I placed the ice cube in my mouth and kissed his nipples, my cold mouth making them peak and King squirm.
I took his zipper and pulled it down as slowly as I possibly could. I could hear King making unintelligible noises and clenching the sheets in his fists with anxiety. I tugged on his jeans clad hips revealing his tattoo. I placed a loving kiss on it to let King know that this was his past and that everything would be okay. Somehow, he knew and understood what that kiss meant.
"Oh Abby…"
His voice was vulnerable. I returned to his lips for a chaste kiss before removing his jeans and boxers. King turned the tables then and laid me, with care, beneath him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he entered me with a mindful thrust. I felt the pleasure build in my stomach and slowly begin to spread over my entire body. His movements became more frantic and urgent. My moans became louder and louder. He kissed me, moaning into each other's mouth. King held me so close, tangling his hands in my hair to pull me closer to him. He was getting close to the edge.
"Don't let me go Abby…don't let me go."
I held him just as tightly as he held me. The pleasure in my body felt like fire and then I screamed his name, scratching his back, drawing blood. When he came he bit my shoulder and soothed it with his tongue. He whispered to me over and over again.
"I love you Abbigail…"
"I love you my Hannibal King."
We held each other as we calmed down and I soothed King's adrenaline rush with kisses all over his face. I felt the blood on his back from my scratches. I looked at him apologetically and he kissed my nose, and smiled proudly.
"Mere tokens of your affection Whistler…war wounds. Don't think that when we wake up in a few hours that you aren't going to have some yourself."
He leaned over and purred in my ear. I began to relax myself into slumber, running my fingers through King's hair…And as usual, he wasn't going to sleep until he knew that I was resting peacefully.
"Sweet dreams, Love…"