The town hall meeting continued. I heard the chatters and whispers breaking through the thick walls of the building while my fingers raced across King Emerson's neck.

His lips moved against mine in a perfect rhythm. A fire grew at the pit of my stomach, stronger and greater than any emotion I had felt.

My hips moved toward him as they only wanted to be settled against him. Every nerve in my body was shaking, forcing me to further this, forcing me to collide with him.

I pressed my eyes close while drawing his lower lip into my mouth and sucking it gently. His fingers brushed across my scalp, grabbing a fistful of hair and tightening his hand.

I moaned.

Loud.

His chest rumbled. He let out an animalistic growl that trembled my core slightly. It couldn't be real. His breaths were rough and hard as mine. His skin grew warm while mine stayed cold to touch, after all, it was freezing here.

The room didn't have any heater switched on, the doors were shut closed and so were the windows. I could hear the wind rustling behind the glass, the trees at the garden quivering and the little animals racing in the night.

Every small voice became loud to me in a sudden. I could hear everything, even from afar.

Something was wrong.

I ignored it, not giving it much thought and knowing I was going to have enough time to deal with this later.

King grabbed my hair once more and in a swift moment, he twisted me around. I gasped as my body slammed against the wall.

He moved my free hand behind my back while the other one helped me to keep balance. My legs trembled in delight and excitement for I knew what was coming was certainly going to be good.

He was rough, as seen.

But what was King Emerson under the sheets?

The question that surely bothered all of us women. I was least intrigued about him at first but after our encounter, I couldn't stop thinking about him, not even for a little second.

His warm breath lowered to my ear, prickling at my sensitive skin. I closed my eyes and breathed heavily as my underwear grew warm and wet.

My body went limp in his arms, at his hold. He pressed his hips against my ass and I felt his sealed thickness probing and rubbing through his pants. I moved my ass slowly, teasing him while our breathings grew rough.

It was heated.

"I can tell you want this as bad as I do. But there is the problem, I know so little about you, Eos." He wrapped his hand around my throat and pulled my head toward him. His free hand went underneath my dress, looping between my legs and racing toward my soaked underwear just as I fantasized. I felt myself becoming more aroused as he spoke. "And that's surely fucking enough to watch your little mouth scream for me while I pound you."

As soon as his fingers looped my underwear band, he pulled it down and let it rest between my knees. I stood on my toes, inching my ass toward his cock and wondering how good would it feel once it was inside me.

There was a sudden rush, a quick feeling that needed to be fulfilled—tamed.

I opened my eyes and traced my glare across his full lips before meeting with his eyes. "Then what are we waiting for?"

A quiet moan left my throat when he placed his lips against my mouth. His hands held either side of my hips, slowly moving them across his cock in little circles that fed onto his hunger.

I swirled around in need to feel his member, to have it between my hands and inside me.

I curled my fingers around his hair and while kissing him, I used my other hand to free his cock from his pants. His hardness sprung out and jerked while his entire body throbbed. His chest rumbled again, releasing another animalistic growl that threw me off guard for a second but I avoided caring about it.

It turned me on more.

The manly scent of his cock disposed into the air I breathed. My hand moved in single motion, rubbing his cock against my thigh. He drew my lower lip into his mouth, sucking and nibbling while occasionally tightening his fist in my hair.

King unzipped my dress and pushed the cloth off my shoulders along with the bra. I became naked and my body began quivering at the cold rushing to me.

He tore the kiss and placed his mouth over my neck while I pulled down the rest of my dress. A kiss after another kiss—I was in heaven.

The kind of pleasure I felt was never known to me. I felt my nerves quaking when his warm tongue spread around my neck, ripping me away from everything around and taking me to some place I had never been.

It was good yet odd.

I hated being kissed on the neck as it was my sensitive spot and could easily turn me off but tonight, it felt different as if I wanted his teeth to rip through my skin and leave a dangerous mark.

He moved his hand away from my hair and rolled my free nipples between my fingers. I groaned in silence and thrust my hips forward.

"Fuck..." King whispered while blowing a breath. He moved his lips but his mouth stayed there, inches away from my neck. "What am I going to do to you?" He questioned, his voice frustrated. His grip tightened on my breast as he held one full in his hand. My skin turned red printing his fingers.

I stood against the wall, my chest rising and dropped while his head rose and his eyes returned to mine.

"For now, you can do everything sinister to me." I licked my lips.

"I won't be able to control it then, Eos. Once I'm inside you, there is no going back." He stood tall above me, his eyes narrowed and he spoke.

"Don't control it." I ran my hand through his chest, feeling his little tendrils brushing against my tips.

He released my breast and his mouth returned to my neck. After placing one wet kiss, he moved and left a trail of wet kisses across my chest. Stopping by my erect nipples, he took one in his mouth and flicked his tongue before suckling on it.

I pressed my thighs together and found them slick and wet with the sensation. Throwing my head back, I moaned and groaned while my pussy clenched in need.

I lowered my hand to my pussy and spread apart the lips before rubbing my clit with a finger and using my free hand to rub his cock.

Everything went silent around me. I could no longer hear the people outside the room. They were there but I was no longer interested in hearing them.

King played with my nipples for a while, he moved from one to another, making them both slick with his salvia.

"Please...fill me," I said, begging in my torn voice. "I want."

It felt like I had been waiting for a year but it had been just a few minutes.

He drew his mouth away and released my nipple that had turned red.

"Get over the table." He said while unbuttoning his shirt. As every button came off, he grew impatient.

I rushed toward the table just a few inches away from it. It was an old wooden table. The room wasn't entirely empty, it had a few things here and there, most of it including wooden furniture.

I sat at the edge of the table and watched my world go dark as King approached me with his cock in his hand. He fisted himself and I caught a view of his thickness that was going to tear me apart.

He wrapped his hand around my throat and pushed me back till I was flat against the table. My legs spread around his hips and my pussy exposed. His cock prodded against my wet entrance, still patient while my toes were curling and waiting for the inevitable pleasure to pass through my body.

It had been months since I had felt full.

Months.

I was needy and hungry.

As was he.

His hand flattened over my thigh, pressing hard while his eyes narrowed to my pussy. There was no preparation needed, I was already prepared for this.

He placed a hand behind my head and leaned over while cock nudged at my entrance and slowly pushed its thickness in.

"I want you to look at yourself." He whispered, raising my head with my hand and forcing me to look at his length disappear inside me.

My cunt tore wide open for him, I felt on fire as every inch passed inside me. I moaned in pleasure and breathed hard while my body adjusted to his thickness and length. There was barely any pain.

As he pushed all the way in and then out, my juices covered his cock. They made a silent squishing sound while I rose my hips to take him deeper.

He went slowly and gently at first and for a moment, I believed this was all until I become comfortable and that's when he fucked me like an animal.

I was stretched and filled roughly. When I threw my head back, he moved back as well and planted his hands over the insides of my thighs. His fingers dug into my skin while he held them down and rammed into me.

I grabbed the table from the edge. My mouth opened wide and sounds of pleasure escaped my throat uncontrollably. He pushed in painfully, striking his hip against my leg while the tip of his cock nudged at my cervix.

"Fuck," I screamed. "Oh God." There was no saving now.

His cock slid out of me slowly, glistening and covered with the wetness from my pussy. The tip of his cock rubbed against my wet clit, bringing me slight pleasure before he drew it down and rammed into me again.

My back, my toes and my fingers curled. My eyes stung with tears and I moaned out loud while he impaled me with his cock.

I grabbed his hand and he quickly tightened his fingers around mine while the other one remained over my thigh, keeping me wide open for him.

His eyes changed when he looked at me. Something washed over his face and he grabbed my breast.

"Do I make you this fucking wet?" He asked, gritting his teeth.

"Yes." I cried out while nodding.

Sweat covered me quickly even when it was ice cold in the room. My body moved back and forth with his every rough thrust.

He pinched my nipple and played with it between his fingers. More teasing.

Something uncontrollable built inside me—my release—the strongest one I would ever have.

He kept fucking me. Raw, dirty, and everything sinful. We switched positions, he covered my body with his wet kisses and I did the same.

Greedy for everything, neither of us came to an end. I held my release for as long as I could. This night couldn't be over, this moment couldn't come to an end nor could this encounter.

Bruises formed on my body with the impact of his hips pushing to mine and with his hand holding my waist. I clawed his arms and his back.

More minutes passed by. We were on the floor, his arm underneath my back and my legs wrapped around his waist.

He pushed his cock hard into me, it felt thicker every time. Hard bursts, we both breathed. Wild animals, we both fucked.

My pussy ached, I grind my clit against his stomach while moving my hips in circles. His head dropped near to my neck while my head rose as we both finished.

He growled as he came to an end and I simply screamed while his hand stayed on my throat. His body applied pressure on my sweet spot and his cock remained inside me when my juices flowed out and dripped onto the cold grounds below us.

He loaded inside me, filling my pussy with his warm cum. His cock continued to twitch and my pussy convulsed even when we were both done. My muscles became unknotted and the tension relieved itself when I finished.

I placed my head against the floor and breathed heavily with his weight still over me. He moved to the side, allowing me to breathe.

My heart pounded wildly as so his did. Sweat covered our bodies along with our releases.

"I love it." I whispered in the air while my eyes slid shut.