That was a frightening question. I had no idea how to answer it. I didn't want to lie or give Duncan false hope, but our relationship had gone too far. He knew if I wasn't being honest.
I turned to him and kissed his lips. The king responded by crushing mine. I didn't protest. Duncan lifted me and laid me down on the couch. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened our kiss.
He kissed me gently before moving down to kiss my neck. I moaned when he bit my left neck. I pressed my thighs together, feeling a surge of desire from his bite. I had started it, so I couldn't stop him from exploring further.
"Duncan," I sighed.
"Yes?" he replied casually.
"I want you," I whispered.
"You who?" he teased.
"King Duncan Bayhill," I moaned.
I knew he was purposefully tormenting me. The king l
