The Throne Is Mine
Chapter 267

Chapter 267: Chapter 267

It took all her confidence to be able to fondle her own breast while moving her hips on her own to take in Killian’s length. She would run and hide under her bed later since Killian would never let her forget this moment. She wouldn’t be able to forget it herself, but right now, she couldn’t think of being embarrassed.

There was something about commanding Killian to stay still while she touched herself and was the one bringing them to their release. Killian was clearly not fond of the fact he should not move. He always needed to reach out to touch her. To hold her sometimes without realising it. It comforted him for some reason.

His eyes never left her breasts since she had palmed them and started to feel them to her liking. It was much better when Killian did it with his rough hands, but the look as he held back was worth it.

"Don’t," Amelia said when she saw him move his hand slightly. It wouldn’t be long before he would give up and try to hold her. Amelia bit her lip to hold back from crying out how good it felt to touch herself and take his length at the same time. Never would she have thought of doing something like this if not for Killian who encouraged her to do as she wanted when it came to intimacy.

This was nothing like the real stories she had heard and certainly nothing like how some told her that her husband would treat her.

Killian clenched his fists, his veins showing as he did so. It was cruel of her to have him lay here and not be able to touch her. Watching her ride him as he had told her and seeing her lose her mind as she fondled her breasts, he was on the verge of spilling his seed inside of her. He lost it when she twisted her hardened buds to taunt him and smile at him along with it. He had to misbehave just once.

Amelia thought she successfully had the upper hand over Killian until she felt throbbing inside of her, and almost like he had grown, he filled her more. Amelia looked down at where they connected and Killian used her looking away to place his hands on her hips before sitting up so they were face to face.

What did she expect from a demon?

"You have the makings of a demon since you are able to torture your husband so much. You have yourself to blame," Killian said, gripping her hips out of frustration. He took back control by lifting to meet when he would enter. His movement was faster compared to when Amelia was riding him on her own. "Continue," he said, looking down at her hands still covering her breasts.

There was a single thought that came to his mind but he would save it for another time.

Amelia stared at Killian in shock at how he effortlessly disobeyed the one rule she had given him. It was meant to be her turn but she couldn’t complain as Killian was reaching that one spot that made her body lose strength and her toes curl. She felt a build-up in the pit of her stomach once more and from the way she felt him twitching inside her, she knew that he was close too.

Amelia gave her breasts a squeeze right as she reached her end, and Killian’s seed filled her. She panted, unable to speak for a moment as she was coming off the wonderful feeling. She didn’t pay any mind to the smirk Killian wore. He took pride in how much he affected her.

Amelia let go of her breasts and put her hands on Killian’s shoulder. She needed a minute or two to catch her breath. She wasn’t like Killian, who never seemed to lack stamina. He could go on all night, but she needed a break.

"I hope that this is the night that starts you carrying the first of our many children. I still have more to give, and I am sure there is still enough energy left in you to take. Especially after that stunt you pulled just now. How bold of you."

"That was only to do what you do to me," Amelia whispered, looking down to avoid his gaze.

"Oh, it certainly worked. Now I have to torture you some more so you can try getting revenge like that again. Now I have a new fantasy about you. Watching you pleasure yourself while I sit back and enjoy it. You can’t say that you wouldn’t have the confidence to do it. That would certainly be a lie. I am almost tempted to take a bite out of you," Killian said, revealing his sharp fangs.

"Killian, you’re a demon, not a vampire," Amelia replied, pushing him back so he could not bite her. She was not that adventurous.

"Vampires are just a type of demon Lucifer created. That is why they serve him. Demons have a liking for souls, while vampires have a liking for blood. I happen to enjoy both, depending on the mood. Relax. I have no plans of eating you," he reassured her. "Not that way at least. There is just a temptation, but I have control. Have you relaxed?"

"Yes," Amelia nodded her head.

"Good," Killian replied, gently pushing her back onto the soft snow. He pulled his limp out of her and pinned her hands down, just as she had done to him. His length slowly became erect again, seeing her lie so beautifully on the snow. "I think we have more round in us, and then I will take you back to the warmth of our room. Are you up for it?"

Amelia felt tired, her back was sore from the tree, and now there was the snow, but it couldn’t hurt to go one more time, seeing that they would be separated from each other soon. She didn’t want this night to end so soon. She would love it if it were possible for her and Killian to stay alone like this for a little longer.

"Only more," Amelia agreed, butKillian was a sly demon who could convince her for more and as always, she could not say no.

The next day, Killian and Amelia began their journey down the mountain to go to the Blackwell castle. It would be a long ride, and instead of flying, Amelia suggested using her carriage for once. Killian obliged since Amelia had been yawning from the moment she woke up.

As the carriage moved, Amelia laid her head on Killian’s shoulder to get more rest before they would arrive at the Blackwell castle. She had plenty of time to rest since they would arrive at the castle by nightfall.

Alastor sat opposite the couple with his arms folded. Killian wore a big smile as he kept sneaking glances at Amelia. He didn’t have to guess what the two had been up to for Amelia to be this tired. If they had gone to bed right after they left dinner and actually went to sleep, Amelia wouldn’t be so tired now.

"Have you forgotten that she is a human? Go easy on the poor woman," said Alastor. Amelia was the only one of the two who was actually putting in work as a royal. He didn’t need her to be tired so that any work she had started but not finished would fall to him. Then there was this court she was trying to build.

"Mind your own life," Killian replied.

"If I did that, you would have no one to help you. I am only telling you this so you don’t end up hurting her. I would have to deal with you sulking if you did. I would lose all the respect that I have for you if you were to walk around crying about a human. I would rather follow Agramon," Alastor said, as the reason he followed Killian was because of how powerful he was. Seeing him with a human was a letdown, but he was getting used to it.

"Watch your words before I take your tongue, Alastor. I know what is right for my wife. How much she cam-"

"Say the rest of the sentence, and I will toss you from this carriage. I can hear the two of you clearly," Amelia muttered, opening her eyes. She couldn’t sleep with the two of them talking and the topic of their conversation being about her. "It is only one day that I am this tired. I will be fine after an hour or so if the two of you will stop talking."

Amelia continued to say, "I have to rest now since the Blackwell castle is always hectic. Let me enjoy this peace before we reach there. I don’t see why you made Alastor ride with us when you knew he would be so grumpy."

"This carriage is carrying the queen of the north. It is only right that you have someone else besides me to guard you. Now go back to sleep," Killian covered her eyes with his hands.

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