Discarded by Heaven's Prince, Courted by the Demon Emperor novel · Chapter 3 of 24
Chapter 3: The Jade Bed
She rides him for the first time and the fever halves; she finds a pale seam over his heart and a heavenly summons crane lands at the window.
Qinghe woke at dusk to the sound of rain easing off, and the fever was back.
It had crept in while she slept, a slow ache in the long muscles of her thighs and a pulse low in her belly.
She turned her head.
Mo Jinye was still on his knees beside the jade bed.
He had not moved in all those hours, and his bare shoulders were straight and his hands were loose on his thighs.
"You stayed there all day," she said.
"You told me to."
"I told you to watch me sleep."
"I watched you sleep." His mouth curved. "You snore a little, in the second hour."
"I do not."
"Very quietly. I've thought about nothing else since."
She laughed, sat up, and pushed the blanket off.
His eyes dropped to her breasts and came up again so fast that she knew he was fighting not to stare.
She liked that more than if he had stared.
"Stand up," she said.
He got to his feet, a little stiff, and the black trousers he was still wearing hung low on his hips.
She slid off the bed and stood in front of him, naked and warm.
Put her palm flat on the pale seam over his heart.
His heartbeat knocked against her hand.
"What happened here?"
"I've always had it." He shook his head, puzzled. "It has never hurt. It just sits there."
"Strange."
"I've been told I'm strange."
"By who?"
"Chi Wen, mostly. Daily."
She traced the scar with her thumb, and he shut his eyes.
Under her palm the pulse sped up.
"Strip," she said.
He undid the cord at his waist and pushed the trousers down, and stepped out of them.
Qinghe looked her fill.
He was hard already, long and thick, the head flushed dark and wet at the tip.
It rose against his stomach as she watched.
She put her hand around him.
He made a short broken sound.
His skin was velvet over iron, hot enough to feel through the thunder-fire in her palm.
She stroked him once from base to tip, slowly, to see what he would do.
His hips jerked.
His hands came up and stopped in the air, uncertain, and she saw him force them back to his sides.
"Good," she said. "Keep them there."
"Qinghe."
"Get on the bed. On your back."
He went.
He lay on the jade in the dim lamplight, long and heavy and shaking.
Looked up at her with such open want that her knees nearly gave.
She climbed over him and knelt astride his hips.
The fever coiled tight low in her body, and she was already wet.
Wet that she left a shining trail along the crease of his thigh.
She rubbed herself along the length of his cock, up and down, and they both groaned.
"You feel so good," she said.
"I want to be inside you more than I want to breathe."
"I know. Wait."
She rocked on him again, sliding her clit along him, and the lightning in her blood threw little sparks between their bellies.
He gripped the jade headboard above his head to keep his hands still.
His knuckles were white.
"Qinghe. Please."
"Tell me what you want."
"You," he said. "Around me. Now. Please, let me."
She lifted up, took him in her hand, and set the head against her entrance.
Then she sank down.
It was slow, it was thick, and it stretched her wide.
She had to stop halfway and breathe, with her hand flat on his stomach.
He was shaking all over, and a vein was standing out in his neck, and he didn't thrust once.
"Don't move," she gasped.
"I won't."
"You're so big."
"I'm yours," he said, hoarse. "Take what you need."
She took the rest of him in one long slide until her ass met his thighs.
The fullness was so exact that she cried out.
Gold light flared between them.
It was her qi and his, meeting where their bodies joined.
A warm pulse spread up her spine and into her ribs.
The fever shuddered and began to drain toward it.
"Oh," she said. "That's it, that's what it's for."
"It feels like warm water," she said, and started to move. "Hold the headboard."
She rode him slowly at first, rolling her hips, feeling him drag over every inch of her.
Then she found the angle that pressed him right against the place where she needed it.
She leaned forward on both hands and ground down.
"Fuck," he said. "Fuck, you feel incredible."
"Say it again."
"You feel incredible. You're so wet, so tight, I can feel every part of you."
"Good boy," she said.
The words came out before she thought them, and his whole body jerked.
His cock throbbed inside her, hard and hot, and she felt it.
"Again," he begged. "Say it again."
"Good boy. You're being so good for me."
He groaned and his hips came up off the bed, and she slapped his stomach lightly.
"I said don't move."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I can't."
"Then I'll make you."
She sat up, dug her nails into his chest, and began to fuck him in earnest.
She rose and fell on him in long hard strokes.
The wet sound of it filled the cave, and her hair swung over her shoulders.
The golden light brightened with every stroke.
Each time she came down on him, the thunder-fire burned a little lower.
"Touch me," she panted. "Now. My clit."
His hand came off the headboard at once.
His thumb found her clit and pressed on it, rubbing circles in time with her hips.
The pleasure slammed through her so suddenly that she screamed.
"That's it. Just like that. Don't stop."
"Come for me," he said. "Please, Qinghe, come on my cock."
She did.
Her pussy clamped down around him in hard rhythmic pulls.
The light blazed up so bright that the whole cave was white.
His back arched off the bed.
"I'm going to," he gasped. "I can't hold it."
"Come in me."
He came with a shout she felt in her bones, his cock jerking deep inside her, hot and endless.
The gold qi poured into her body in a flood.
She collapsed forward onto his chest.
They lay there, panting, slick with sweat.
His arms came around her slowly, as if he was afraid she would stop him.
She did not.
Under her ear his heart was pounding.
The pale seam on his chest lay against her cheek, warm.
"Sit up," she said into his skin. "Slowly. Stay inside me."
He sat up with her in his lap, his arms around her back, and her legs wrapped his waist.
Now they were face to face, close enough to share breath.
She cupped his jaw and kissed him, deep and unhurried, tasting salt.
"Now you can touch me," she said. "Everywhere. I want your hands."
His hands went everywhere.
They slid down her spine to her ass and squeezed, long fingers sinking into her flesh.
He lifted her and let her drop onto him.
She gasped into his mouth.
"Like that?" he asked.
"Harder. Hold me by the hips and fuck up into me."
He did.
He drove up into her from below, holding her hips tight.
Each thrust hit deep and sent a bright flash through her.
She clutched his shoulders and bit his neck.
"Tell me what you feel," she said.
"Everything. Your pussy squeezing me. Your breasts on my chest. Your voice in my ear." He groaned. "I'm going to come again."
"Not yet."
"Qinghe."
"Not until I do."
She reached between them and rubbed her own clit, quick and rough.
He thrust into her with his jaw clenched and shaking with the effort.
It took her barely a minute.
The second climax tore through her with a soft helpless cry, and she dug her nails into his back and held on.
"Now," she gasped. "Now, Jinye."
He came a second time, with his forehead pressed to her shoulder.
The gold light poured between them until the lamp went out.
"The fever," he murmured into her hair.
"Half gone."
"Only half?"
She lifted her head and looked down at him.
His hair was tangled across the pillow, his lips were swollen, his amber eyes were soft and dazed.
He was still hard inside her.
"Two more nights, Your Majesty," she said, and she rolled her hips.
He groaned and his eyes fell shut.
"Yes," he whispered. "Yes, as you say."
A bright clear note rang from the cave window.
Qinghe froze.
A white crane stood on the sill with a scroll tied to its leg, tapping the stone with its beak.
Its feathers were stamped with the gold seal of the Heavenly Court.
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