Chapter 211

I’m wedged between the wall and the hard line of Caleb’s well-muscled body. With his hands on my ass, he lifts me up, higher and higher. My feet dangle as he lifts me higher, until my hips are parallel to his face. He hitches my legs over his shoulders.

Sensing what he wants to do, I scoop my skirts up in my hands, revealing my panties.

He leans forward, grabs my panties with his teeth, and then rips them clean off my body. He casts them aside, then returns his attention to me, his eyes focusing on my exposed, glistening pussy.

I’m wet for him, have been since the first time he kissed me.

I have this reaction to him now. Even one look from him can get me going like a motor with the engine revving.

After looking his fill, he licks his lips, then suddenly plunges forward and licks me instead.

Immediately, I comb my fingers through his hair, grabbing at the strands.

He is relentless in his ministrations, sucking and licking, flicking his tongue all around my clit, before tracing down to my pussy where he plunges his tongue in and out of me in a mimicry of sex.

It feels so good that I’m losing my mind. I can’t think clearly. Whatever things were bothering me before are so far from my mind now that I can’t even fathom what I was upset about a moment ago.

I only know pleasure. I only feel the strong handles cradling my ass, holding all my weight.

Caleb acts like a starving man and my pussy is the only source of sustenance he can find. He’s greedy, passionate, giving me so much.

When he closes his lips around my clit and starts to suck, it’s too much. After the other onslaught, this is the moment that pushes me right over the edge.

I tumble into blissful oblivion, gasping and pulling at his hair and screaming, “Caleb!”

He continues to lap at me, even when I’m oversensitive. The pleasure borders on pain and I start to squirm.

He smiles against me before finally pulling back enough to look up at me with satisfaction in his gaze. Still holding me, with my legs over his shoulders, he carries me toward the bed.

Roughly he tosses me down onto the bed. I bounce a few times, before he settles down over top of me.

In record time, he removes my dress and my bra, making me naked in front of him.

Still wearing his own clothes, he begins to appreciate my naked form, kissing and sucking at my collarbones and then down to my breasts.

Even though I’ve just orgasmed, by body is already amped up, ready for him.

Arching my back, I offer him more room, giving him more access.

“Please,” I beg, not sure what I’m asking for.

“What is it?” Caleb asks. He mouths the words into the side of my breasts. “What do you want, Harper?”

“You,” I say. That’s all I can think in the moment. Caleb, Caleb, Caleb.

“How do you want me?” he asks.

“Inside of me… Please…”

My pussy is so wet, my body ignited, my skin on fire. I need him inside of me like I need air to breath, and if I don’t have him soon, I’m sure I’d die as surely as if my air had been cut off.

“Your wish is my command,” he says.

Leaning back, he slowly disrobes his own clothes. Each inch of bare skin revealed makes my skin water.

Caleb has the body of a sex god, all muscle and strength. And that dick. It’s so big, so perfect.

Fresh dampness leaks out of my pussy.

Caleb, who must have been able to smell the extent of my lust, smirks at me. The fire in his eyes is a wild, unbridled blaze.

It totally captivates me as he crawls back over top of me. I spread my legs, making room as he slides himself between them.

He wastes no time, plunging himself inside of me with one long stroke.

I’m so full and it’s so satisfying.

“Caleb,” I gasp.

“I’ve got you,” Caleb says. “Mine. And I’m not letting you go.”

With that, he slowly pulls out and then immediately bucks forward again. He pummels me with a fast, ruthless pace.

Gods it feels so good. I cling to his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he thrusts again and again.

He grunts and groans in my ears, his body fully covering mine.

Sweat covers both of our bodies. He could go on for hours, I know. All I can do is hold on for the ride, take the pleasure, and hope I survive.

Again and again, faster and faster.

“Caleb… Ah! Caleb! O-oh!”

Without warning another orgasm rips through me. Caleb doesn’t let up, continuing to piston against me, thrusting in and out.

A third orgasm.

And then a fourth.

At some point in the pleasure, I pass out.

As I swim in a pool of darkness and pleasure, the world shifts around me.

I know I’m dreaming, but I don’t mind at first. Everything feels so pleasant here. I’m warm all over and contented.

Before me, I see Caleb. He looks at me with soft eyes and a hint of a smile. He’s handsome and perfect and everything I want in a man.

He’s the one I want beside me for the rest of my life, and I’m finally starting to think that the feeling is mutual. After all, he released his entire harem for me. I’m now the only one for him, as he is the only one for me.

It makes me feel wanted and valued, to be the only one a king wants when he could have a full harem.

I’m so happy, so satisfied, that in that moment, dreaming, I firmly believe nothing bad is going to happen to us.

But then, I remember.

Caleb suddenly seems much farther away. I start running, chasing him, trying to catch him.

“Caleb!” I call stretching out my hand.

He’s not moving at all, but somehow the world keeps shifting him farther and farther away from me. I keep chasing him, running, yet I’m not closer to catching him no matter how much I run.

“Caleb! Wait!”

He doesn’t. Can’t, maybe.

If I don’t catch him, I’ll lose him.

I push my body to the limit, running as much as I possibly can, as fast as I can. I’m nearly there, so close. When I reach out, I can almost touch his hand.

Then, in a flash, he’s just gone. The hand I almost touched, now nothing but empty air.

I stop, looking around the dark, barren expanse around me.

“Caleb?!” I call, but there is no answer. He does not reappear.

I start running again, screaming his name? “Caleb?!”

Every direction feels the same, in this place with no landmarks.

It doesn’t matter which way I turn, or how far I travel, I never feel like I’m getting anywhere.

I’m still in darkness. And Caleb is still gone.

I shut my eyes closed, then blink them open again.

Sitting upright, I gasp for breath, coming awake in my bed.

I’m drenched in a cold sweat.

Beside me, the bed is empty.