Dear Immortal Tyrant

[Warning: The following contains mature content.]

Lina knew she shouldn't believe sweet promises. Sweet nothings. Sweet lies. But he said it like a man in worship. And he looked at her like one too. Seated in his lap, her skin felt like it was on fire. His words enthralled her from within. She licked her lips.

His deep gaze flickered to the slow, tiny action. When his fingers dug into her waist, her breath quickened. He leaned forward, her skin humming to life. She wanted that mouth everywhere. He trailed a kiss from her throat to her neck, sucking and biting. She whimpered, clutching his shoulders.

"Are your words sweet nothings?" Lina managed to ask between her quiet gasps.

"Never."

The word left his mouth swift and hard. He didn't even have to think about it. He was certain. A man of his word. A man of honor. But how much honor could he have being waist-deep in blood and with a gun tucked in his dress pants?

Lina did not know. She did not care.

"You're lucky you're wearing pants today, dove," Kaden hoarsely said against her neck. "Go."

Lina got to her feet. His dark and heated stare followed her every action. Then, she kicked off her pants and discarded them to the ground. Immediately, his expression became dim. His eyes greedily took in everything. His hot stare licked at her thighs, from her knees to her panties.

Lina felt a persistent ache in between her thighs. She could've sworn she felt a pulse too.

"Come."

A quiet command. A gruff voice. Yet, she obliged.

Lina walked to him, but he was already on his feet. She felt her heart skip with anticipation, wondering what they'd do. She glanced out the window, but realized no one could see in. There wasn't a single building that matched DeHaven Conglomerate's height. Except for Yang Enterprise, but it was too far in the distance.

"Bend over."

Lina's heart stopped.

"On the desk. Now." This time, his voice was rigid as a rock. Hard. Calculated. He knew the exact way he wanted her. Did he dream of her bent over on his desk, taking everything he'd give her? Something about the flicker in his eyes told her 'yes'. He imagined every position possible on this desk.

"But there are things—"

With a single flick of his arm, everything came crashing off his desk. Her breath hitched.

"I wanted to replace that ugly black decoration anyway," Lina managed to tell him.

Amidst his greed, amusement glinted in his gaze.

Kaden reached over, grabbed her hips, and bent her over himself. His hands were on her lower back, but she didn't like that. She wanted to look him in the eyes when he did it. That way, it felt much more intimate. Much more real.

So, Lina turned and sat on the desk, refusing to obey him. He didn't like that. His features grew dark. Dangerous. But she saw the desire swirl in his eyes. She was sitting on his desk in nothing but a shirt, bra, and underwear. Yet, she never felt so naked.

"What will you replace it with?" Kaden asked in a hoarse voice.

Kaden held her gaze, even when he parted her thighs. She felt her heart shake and tremble. How they managed a normal conversation amidst this seduction boggled her mind.

"With something colorful," Lina responded.

Kaden hummed in response. His thumb skimmed her sensitive inner thigh, causing her to quiver. Doing it inside of his office felt so forbidden, so fervent, but he wanted it above all. He wanted to see her erotic expressions on the same desk he did his work. Wanted to see her climax on the very spot he spent hours in.

"I don't like colorful things."

Yet, he loved her.

Kaden's fingers found the hem of her v-neck. He liked the way it hugged her body. He flickered at her stomach, wishing it was swelling with his child.

"Arms up."

Kaden liked to demand things from her. He made commands. And she obeyed. Only in moments like this.

Lina guessed it was her kink. It must be, for her entrance was humming to life. Begging. Pleading. Dripping wet and wishing for his touch. So, Lina lifted her arms and he took her shirt off. She shivered from the cold, but felt warm on the inside.

Kaden's attention ran down to her breasts, inciting heat everywhere.

"A pop of red would look nice in here," Lina breathed out.

Kaden's gaze flickered to her. She stopped breathing. "You sprawled over my desk screaming my name would be much better."

Lina held his stare, feeling everything else drown into nothingness. Without another word, she grabbed his tie and yanked him to her. She kissed him haphazardly, with as much desperation as she could muster.

Kaden instantly responded, allowing her to take the lead, even though he was in control. He always was. He rubbed his fingers softly, gently, upon the thin fabric of her panties. He cursed into her mouth. She moaned in response.

Kaden could feel her heat. It seared his fingertips, forcing him to shift the material to the side. He plunged a single finger within her sex. A low growl tore through his chest. She was wet. And tight. So. Damn. Tight. He inserted his middle finger. There were two inside and she immediately clenched on them. Her breathing grew heavy with want, her vision hazy.

"You're so damn aroused, dove," Kaden rasped, nibbling at the corners of her mouth. "I haven't even touched you yet."

Lina opened her mouth to respond, but let out a sharp cry. He had pressed upon a sensitive spot inside of her. Hearing the noise, he touched that spot again. She squirmed on his desk, as his thumb found her clit. He held her hips in place with one large hand, whilst the other fingered her.

"Our safe word," Kaden growled. "What is it?"

Lina whimpered, digging her fingers into his arm. He was inserting his fingers fast, but pulling them out slowly and sensually. She was beginning to see dots in her vision. His fingers were long and thick, but no match for his sheath.

"I want you inside me," Lina gasped out.

"Safe word," Kaden insisted. His voice was at the wits of restraint. Instead of responding, she began to clench and unclench, desperate for her release. He pulled out his fingers, earning her protests.

"Kaden…" she begged.

Kaden didn't respond. Instead, he unbuckled his belt. The familiar clink of the metal sent her heart skipping to tomorrow. He dropped the belt to the ground.

"Tell me you remember it, dove, and I'll give you what you want," Kaden said through gritted teeth.

Lina remembered it well. How could she possibly forget? He always treated her so well outside of bed. But in it, he was a beast. He was insatiable, unloading so much seed inside of her, she should've been pregnant. He was always rough in bed, releasing an entire generation of children during a single night.

Lina shakily glanced at his hands. They were skimming her thighs before sliding up to her hips. His long fingers hooked underneath her panty, ready to yank it off at a single word.

"Teran," Lina finally gasped out. "Our safe word is Teran."

That was all he needed to hear. Kaden yanked off her panties and slid inside, in a single thrust that sent her hips arching.