I know it's been awhile. Life is just so busy.

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Part 3

Walking across the darkened bedroom, Keith could just make out the queen-sized bed pushed against the far wall. Stumbling under the weight of the princess as he attempted to maintain contact with her lips, he managed to make it to the bed before he dropped her gently down on the soft duvet. He heard her small sigh of contentment as she was embraced by the softness of the mattress. Dragging his mouth from hers, he looked deeply into her eyes. "Princess," he implored, his breath coming in ragged bursts. "Please tell me now if this is what you want." He paused. "If not, or if you're not sure, it would be best if we stop right here, right now."

"Keith," the princess murmured in response, looking deeply into his obsidian eyes, "this is what I want." Rising to her knees, she reached out and cupped his face between her hands. Pulling him gently toward her, she breathed, "This is what I have wanted for as long as I remember. Now please," she paused. "Make me yours."

Keith didn't hesitate for another moment. He pushed her back against the pillows, taking her mouth with his. Groaning, he let his tongue slide into her mouth, the kiss deepening further. With blood coursing through his veins, his whole body pulsed and hummed. He felt himself harden and throb, eliciting a moan from his princess when she felt him push against her.

Keith had fantasized about a moment like this, more often than he ever cared to admit to himself. Allura was everything to him; her beauty, her intelligence, her smile, and her body were things he fought to ignore day in and day out. That she could possibly feel about him the way he felt about her. That she could want him as much as he wanted her. It was a dream come true.

"Yes," he whispered more to himself than to her as he realized that his fantasy was really coming true. Kissing her with increasing fervor, he pulled their bodies closer together as she mewed softly. Moving his hands down her body, he grasped the belt that loosely still held her robe together. With a quick flick of his hand, the knot was gone and the robe lay open to his hungry gaze. Reaching into the opening, he skimmed his hand up over her taut stomach and up over her ample breasts before he pushed the robe off her shoulders altogether.

Allura's head swam with lust and desire. She didn't fully comprehend what was happening, and she did not care. All she knew was that she was with Keith in the way she had always wanted to be with him. Romance novels were nothing compared to the real thing. All she knew was that her body hummed with pleasure, and she wanted more, so much more.

The princess stopped suddenly and sat up. Her blue eyes bore into his coal-black ones. Maintaining eye contact with her commander, she reached down and grabbed the hem of her satin nightgown. Without a second thought, she ripped the nightgown up and over her head, flinging it onto the floor behind Keith. There she was, almost completely naked with her commanding officer; the only thing she still wore were her white lace panties and the circlet of her station upon her head.

Rising to meet her, Keith embraced her, his strong arms sliding over her bare skin. He felt his princess shiver, not from cold, but from the intensity of what was happening between them. Letting his hands roam up her arms, he caressed her shoulders before allowing his hands to move down and cup her ample breasts. Looking hungrily at her for several seconds, he pleasured her breasts with first his hands and then his mouth.

Her body was screaming for him. Needing to feel him, she fumbled with the waistband of his red and black flannel pajama bottoms. She fought to untie the cord that held his pants in place, desperate to free the bulge in his pants. He paused, mid-suck, when he realized what she was doing. Pausing for a moment, he moved to allow her greater access to his nether region. With a satisfied groan, her nimble fingers successfully untied the cord and pulled the loose-fitting pajama pants down his hips. Hungry to see him, her eyes widened at the awe-inspiring sight. Now free, his arousal stood large and proud in the low light. Reaching out gently, she took him in her hand.

He grunted at the feel of her hand on him. Her touch made him drunk with desire; he lay down on his back so he wouldn't pass out at her touch.

Allura watched mesmerized as he pulled the pajama bottoms the rest of the way off. They soon joined her discarded nightgown on the floor next to the bed. Lying there, they were both gloriously naked, the promise of more pleasure and the anticipation of what was to come fueled them on.

Hips lips found hers again. She moaned as he pushed against her, his chest and abs sliding against her breasts and stomach. His hands trailed down to the waistband of her lace panties. Lifting her hips so he could remove them, she stared into his black eyes.

"Let me have you," he begged quietly.

"Take me," she whispered. "I'm yours." She kissed him in affirmation and moved her legs to wrap around him.

Pushing himself into her quickly, he sheathed himself into her entirely. There was no pain, only pleasure.

Allura felt him fill her, seeming to fit her perfectly as he pushed into her core. She raised her hips to meet him thrust for thrust. Panting as the pleasure continued to build, she relished the thought of being so close to him.

Increasing the speed of his thrusts, he felt her vaginal muscles tighten around him. He moved faster and deeper, taking them both to the brink.

Allura screamed as her climax came, intense pleasure coursing through her entire body. Riding it out as he thrust several more times, she came again as he finally let himself go.

Keith collapsed on top of her, exhausted and spent from the intensity of their love making. Looking down at the deliciously disheveled princess lying underneath him, the commander propped himself up onto his elbows and cocked a lopsided smile. "You ok?" he asked.

Cracking her eyes open just enough for him to catch a glimpse of their gorgeous blue color, the princess smiled languidly. "Never better," she murmured, pushing him gently off her.

Chuckling, he rolled over onto his side, gathering his princess into his arms. "I am really glad you took that dare," he said with a yawn.

"I am too," she replied. Content and warm, their breathing evened out, and they both fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.