Chapter 296
Chapter 296:
Clayton slowly knelt by the edge of the hot spring. His warm hand lifted my chin gently, guiding me to meet his gaze.
“Now that I’ve given it to you, it is yours. Whatever happens in the future doesn’t matter to me. I believe in you, more than anyone else.”
His eyes were filled with unwavering trust and determination.
Before he could finish, I could no longer contain my emotions. Overwhelmed, I closed my eyes, tilted my head, and pressed my lips to his, sealing my feelings with a kiss.
Makenna’s POV
Clayton knelt before me, momentarily entranced, as if time itself had frozen. But the spell broke quickly, replaced by a gaze burning with raw desire. He tilted my chin up and kissed me with such intensity that my heart raced uncontrollably. Before I knew it, we were tangled together in the hot spring, the steam wrapping around us like a veil of intimacy.
His arms locked around my waist, pulling me flush against him as his mouth claimed mine with feverish hunger. Our tongues moved together, the heat of our breaths mingling until my thoughts dissolved into pure sensation. I closed my eyes, wishing this moment would never end, my hands clinging to his scorching skin as my kisses grew more desperate. The water’s heat was nothing compared to the fire building between us.
Clayton’s hand cupped my trembling breast, his thumb brushing over its peak, while his other hand slid lower, pressing against my most sensitive place. All hesitation vanished. Emboldened, I reached for him, wrapping my fingers around his hard, throbbing length beneath the water’s surface. His sharp gasp sent a thrill through me, but when I met his darkened eyes, I faltered, suddenly shy, and stilled my touch.
A low chuckle rumbled in his chest before he stripped away the bath towels, tossing them carelessly onto the pool’s edge. Now, with nothing between us, I could feel him—the rough, heated press of his arousal against my slick core. Need coiled deep inside me, sharper than ever. I wound my arms around his neck and whispered something wicked into his ear, my body aching with every teasing stroke of his length against me.
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Clayton’s mouth found my chest, his tongue laving over my skin before his teeth scraped my nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.
“Don’t bite too hard… It’s almost too much,” I gasped, my voice trembling between pleasure and discomfort. Clayton responded with a dark chuckle, easing his teeth but not relenting in his attentions. His fingers teased my other nipple to equal hardness before positioning himself at my entrance.
My body surrendered completely, opening for him instinctively. “Your Highness, I’m ready…”
“Good,” Clayton murmured against my lips. I arched my back, lifting my hips to meet him as the water’s buoyancy helped him slide inside effortlessly. “Ah…” The moan escaped me unbidden, my entire body shuddering with the intensity of sensation.
“Are you comfortable?” Clayton’s arms encircled my waist as he established a deliberate rhythm. The churning water around us seemed to magnify every touch, every movement, until tears of overwhelming pleasure pricked at my eyes.
“Makenna, you’re becoming essential to me.” The raw emotion in Clayton’s whisper sent my heart racing even as our bodies moved together. I clung to him desperately, unable to conceive of separation as we lost ourselves in each other.
Our coupling grew more urgent. Each powerful thrust created rhythmic splashes while filling me completely, stretching me to what felt like my limits. When Clayton lifted my legs around his waist, I complied eagerly, my back arching to take him deeper. His relentless pace had me gasping – each impact against my most sensitive inner walls sent electric thrills through my entire being.
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