The Eden Chronicles Boxset

by S. K Munt

  Oh my god… we’re alone! This means we’re going to… oh but what about the witnesses? Oh my god, what am I doing? Am I actually stressing, that there won’t be enough people watching while I lose my virginity? This is insanity!

  ‘Don’t worry…’ Kohl whispered against my neck, and I heard a metallic click. ‘This will give them a viewing window, but allow us to retain a bit of modesty.’

  I craned my neck, and found myself staring through the glass windows embedded in the West Wing doors- and right at a shocked-looking noblewomen who was staring back from her position in the long bathroom queue. She whipped a fan out of her purse and began fanning herself while speaking rapidly to a younger girl in line ahead of her, and a giggle escaped my lips as I looked back at Kohl.

  ‘I think that one’s a member of the pious Amelia-Rose Choir fan club,’ I said as his hand pulled away from the door look. ‘And about to be in need of some smelling salts!’

  ‘Oh, she’s going to want a hell of a lot more than smelling salts once I’m through with you!’ Kohl joked, kneeling and running his hands down my sides, from my ribs to my hips as his eyes held mine. ‘But now I have a serious problem…’

  ‘What?’ I asked, feeling my nerves kick in as one of his hands slid back up my legs- but inside the slit in my dress this time, so that he was caressing my bare skin. My breathing hitched as that hand slid higher and higher. ‘Don’t tell me it’s a shy erection? Because that’s not really going to- ohhhh!’ I practically purred while he made a snarling noise and leaned in, raking his lips up the flesh on the inside of my knee. I began to sink as my knees gave out, but then his lips drifted up my thigh and nuzzled my sex through my lacy thong and suddenly I rising on my tiptoes, as though I could escape the pleasure and float away.

  But Kohl clearly didn’t intend for me to escape anything. ‘No…’ Groaning, he worked his mouth against the lace and slid his hands up the back of my thighs, catching my thong at the hips and tugging it down a little, making me feel so exposed that I began to pant again. One of his thumbs began to tug my panties down over my mound in the front agonisingly-slowly, while his lips ventured upward and along the valley where my abdomen met my pubic bone, causing the muscles and nerve endings beneath to twitch and sing in euphoric response. ‘Just... I have no fucking clue where to start exploring you, that’s all!’

  I didn’t know where I wanted him to start either, but I was certainly enjoying the way he was mapping me out for exploration! I writhed against the door, threading my fingers through his tousled dark hair as his thumb began to circle my clit through the lace, making me throb.

  ‘Maybe here…? he breathed, and I nodded slowly and without grace or rhythm. ‘Or here…?’ he reached both hands around me and cupped my buttocks- squeezing them greedily and making me cry out. ‘Or…?’ he straightened, bit my lip and then slipped his hands into the sides of my dress, cupping my suddenly leaden breasts and moaning as he tentatively weighted them. ‘Oh God… or here?’ he made an agonised sound and leaned in, using his nose to gently move the fabric away from the side of my breast and then suddenly, his lips were trapping one of my nipples and suckling, and I was sure that I was going to pass out. ‘Mmm!’ he grunted the hum and then moved his face across my chest, caught the edge of my dress with his teeth and roughly yanked it back before capturing the other nipple in the way that he had the first.

  ‘OH!’ I still had his hair, but I released then and grasped his shoulders, making access easier for him as he continued to maul my pebbling peaks sensually. ‘Oh…Your highness… yes! That feels so good!’

  Kohl made a sonorous sound, and slanted his mouth against mine, cupping my breasts once more and using them to pull me up against him. It was too rough, and yet not rough enough and my nerve endings were firing haphazardly in response to all of these new, exciting and utterly confusing sensations. ‘Fuck! That sounds so fucking hot when you say it!’ he suckled on my lower lip and then slid his fingers into my curls, holding my head still. ‘Say it again!’

  I opened my eyes, and knew that I was giving him my most wicked smile when I responded innocently: ‘Say what, your highness?’ I teased. “Yes, your highness- that feels so good?” I slid my hands down his shoulders to his collar, and tore open his top two buttons before smoothing my hands over his hard, muscular chest. Leaning in and kissing it, I looked up at him through my lashes and whispered: ‘Or should I just fast-forward to: “Fuck me, Your Highness… please?’

  Kohl’s eyes went from blue to black and then we were kissing again, but it wasn’t like before. There was nothing slow or deep or languid about these kisses; our teeth clinked together, our breath came unevenly and shallowly, and our tongues twisted frantically around one another’s, each of us demanding and then ceding control while our hands tore at one another’s clothing. We stumbled from the door to the opposite wall, and this time we ended up with his back against the wall while I sank, working his leather belt out of his loops while my lips travelled messily down his chest and abdomen.

  ‘Oh… oh holy shit!’ Kohl’s fingers worked through my hair as I knelt and tossed his belt to the floor with a clank. ‘Do you have any idea how hot you look right now?’

  I did or rather- I had an inkling. I hadn’t spent all of my Companion classes napping, after all, and understood that the sight of a woman on her knees almost always brought a man to his own, and when I looked up at him, the ecstatic expression on his face was enough to assure me that I had education enough to get through this nerve-wracking rite of passage.

  Still, I’d never been one who was content to pass an exam- I liked to ace them, and so I sat on my haunches, reached behind my neck and unclasped my golden collar, my breath hitching when the weight of it immediately caused my dress to slip down to my waist and out of sight- exposing me both to his dilated eyes and the draught drifting down the hall. My nipples pebbled even more, and my face was instantly hot with a self-conscious but proud flush when Kohl groaned and cupped his mouth with his hands, gaping down at me.

  ‘No…’ I lied, kneeling again and reaching behind me, for the clasp on the belt. ‘Care to enlighten me… your highness?’

  35.

  Kohl blinked slowly, but his limerant gaze wasn’t trained on my face anymore- he was staring at my breasts and dragging his fingers down his lips. He shook his head slowly, and my sex clenched with some sort of instinctive awareness- I was going to be penetrated and soon, right here on the west wing floor- and I didn’t have the slightest inclination of stopping it. And what was more- I was going to like it. In fact, I sort of needed it! There was a heat blooming inside me, and I had a feeling that there was only one thing in the world that was going to be able to put it out and suddenly, I wanted that so much that the throb in my sex was all over me- my nipples, my pulse, my lips… I needed to be touched and I wasn’t being touched, so I unclasped the dress, letting it pool around my knees and then reached forward, tugged on Kohl’s fly and slid my fingers inside.

  ‘Wh-what are you doing?’ he demanded. ‘Larkin… wait! we don’t have time for that!’

  ‘Then we’ll make time,’ I whispered. ‘And be patient with me okay? After all, I’ve never done this before...’ He gasped as I did when my fingers fumbled to grip the silken, hot and hard erection straining within, and though I’d intended to pull him all the way out so that I could toy with him, the sight of it: pink and perfect and swollen for me pushed me through several long-standing boundary issues that I had. I moaned and bowed forward, suckling on the dewy tip of his untouched cock, and moaned again when something sweet and salty leaked from the tip, coating my lips and tongue but not gushing as I’d been told it would. This was just a taste of his ecstasy to come, and it was heavenly and most importantly- all mine!

  ‘Holy shit!’ Kohl’s voice didn’t sound like Kohl’s voice at all. It was something rough and breathless and primeval. I lifted my lashes and regarded him as I took him more deeply into my mouth- drawing him toward the back of my throat and watching w
ith delight as he doubled over, catching himself on my shoulders and panting. ‘Oh! Oh… Lark! Fuck! Oh… I didn’t know it could be like THIS!’ His fist knotted in the silk of the Yael flag behind him and suddenly, the entire thing was falling to the ground with a snap and a twang. ‘I’m going to explode!’

  ‘Neither did I,’ I whispered honestly, slipping my hand around him and swallowing nervously as his entire length was revealed to my suddenly anxious gaze. I’d only gotten an idea of his size through his pants in Pacifica, and obviously he’d been more restricted by them that evening than I’d realised, because he was almost as long as Karol now, if not longer! ‘And… have you had a growth spurt in the last month or what? I don’t see how this is going to fit-’ I gasped when Kohl growled and yanked me to my feet, turning and spinning me so that I was up against the wall again. My dress got tangled around my sheepskin boots, but he slid a finger into my panties then and my knee lifted in ecstatic reflex, freeing one leg instantly while my hips bucked against his hand. ‘Oh! Oh… yes!’

  ‘You wanna know how it’s going to fit?’ he demanded roughly, sliding his finger into me and making my eyes fly open in shock. He groaned and rested his weight against me, retracting the finger before sliding it in again, and I was transfixed with the way his jaw was knotted with need. ‘Well, it starts with me getting you wet…’ his eyes lifted to mine, and they were still black. ‘And ends with you crying out: ‘More!’

  I moaned and he leaned forward and began to kiss me passionately again while he fucked me gently with one silken, lubricated finger, and now that I was naked, the feel of his cock grinding against my pelvic mound while he penetrated my sex was startlingly erotic and almost too intimate to bear. I couldn’t believe that this was happening- that a boy I’d only met on seven or eight occasions was overriding all of my bonds to a boy I’d loved for years!

  But there was a connection between Kohl and I- a sort of chemistry, which drew us together like magnets that not even my meanest, most candid streak could dissolve. There was no pressure, no obligations, no ownership issues- only mutual desire, raging hormones and most importantly- a common goal. Excited by his little moans and his erotic assault on my virgin and dripping wet sex, I began to tear his sleeves down his shoulders. But I couldn’t get them over his biceps, and when he paused to shear it off his body for me, I didn’t know what was worse: the loss I felt when he stopped kissing me, or the burning ache I felt in my clenched stomach at the sight of his rippling torso and bulging arms as he stripped for me.

  But then he was naked, save for his pants that were bunched around his thighs, and when his hands gripped my waist and lifted me, I thought for sure that this was it- that he was going to bring me down on his erection with no further preparation, and I bit down on the inside of my cheek to suppress a nervous cry.

  You’re doing this for freedom! You’re doing this for YOU! You’re doing this for every third-born-

  ‘Oh!’ I expelled the sound in a whoosh when I felt Kohl’s tongue dart into my sex, and my eyes few open again, bringing my attention to the fact that I’d closed them in fear. Kohl had lifted me off the floor, but instead of bringing me down on his manhood, he’d looped my knees over his shoulders and now his face was buried in my sex while his hands grasped my breasts and caressed them- all of his actions so fervent and manically charged that he was crushing me against the wall- pinning me in place so that there was no escaping the blissful debasement. I writhed and squealed and begged for mercy, but his tongue began to lap at me more ardently and a shudder went through me. I looked towards the door- horrified to know that people were witnessing such a raw, intimate moment, but fortunately the windows had misted over. They knew what we were doing, but no one was going to be able to sketch the scene after or anything, which made it a little easier for me to breathe.

  ‘Mine!’ he hissed against my clit before circling it with the tip of his tongue, and pinching my nipples between his fingers. ‘So hot! So sweet! Damn… oh DAMN you’re glorious!’ he began to fuck me with his tongue and I thought I was dying and what was more- I welcomed it. I tugged at his hair in a way that had to hurt but he responded with a grunt and began to suckle on my clit- plumping it with his perfect lips- milking it for every pulse he could beckon forth until all there was, was that pulsing. I cried out and lifted my arms, pressing my fingers to the wall behind me as my hips bucked wildly.

  ‘Oh… oh… oh….!’ The release came before I’d even realised that it was imminent and the world flipped upside down, as though we were in one of those glittery, shaken snow globes. ‘Oh...your highness!’ I crowed, raking my nails down the wall as my abdomen contracted again and again with the kind or climax I knew that I would never have been able to bring about myself. Kohl let out a slight roar of triumph and then he was lapping at my secretions- drinking deeply of me and I pressed my hands to my overheated face and gasped for breath. It was too much now- unbearable almost, but before I could cry out that he was killing me, I felt his grip shift and suddenly, I was falling and instead of feeling his mouth against my sex, it was his chest, then his abdomen and then, oh then…

  ‘Was that good screaming, or bad screaming?’ Kohl whispered, with neon blue eyes and a flushed, proud expression telling me that he already knew the answer. ‘I’ve never… well, you know… that was a first for me.’

  I chuckled breathily. ‘I can’t feel my legs,’ I said, and I knew that I was blushing like crazy. ‘So don’t put me down yet, okay? I’ll probably collapse.’

  Kohl’s eyes flashed and he hitched my legs around his hips, pressing me into the wall again and drawing my attention to the fact that something hot and silky was nuzzling my sex and straining for entry. ‘Well, I wasn’t intending to,’ he kissed me, and though I could taste myself on his lips, I was relieved that it wasn’t too bad, or as strong as his particular flavour had been. ‘In fact…’ he lifted is eyebrows in a silent question, and I swallowed hard, knowing that there was only one possible answer.

  But suddenly, there was a pounding on the door- loud enough to make me jump, and hard enough to rattle the oak in the frame. Both Kohl and I twisted to look at it, and though I couldn’t say for sure that the silhouette beyond the misted glass was Kohén’s, when he spoke, it left no doubt:

  ‘Larkin?’ Bang bang bang. ‘Larkin! Are you in there? What’s going on?’

  Oh no! How did he find us so quickly?

  ‘Oh my god!’ I turned back to Kohl, and suddenly, the ebbing aftershocks of my orgasm became an electric hiss of fear. ‘Kohl- his ring! The lock!’

  ‘Not to worry…’ Kohl released me, bent and retrieved the Yael flag from the floor. Unsuccessfully hitching his pants up a little higher, he dropped, rolled and came up against the door in one sexily fluid movement, before thrusting the pole and flag between both handles, wedging it shut. Grinning, he trotted back to me and kissed me roughly. ‘That ought to hold him!’

  I was both terrified and aroused, so though my lips trembled as I kissed him back, my fingers found the waist of his pants and began to tug them down. ‘That was pretty hot…’ I whispered. ‘If we were still going to get the chance to take the release exam- you would have kicked our asses in the athletic department!’

  ‘I know, right?’ Kohl moaned when I caressed his firm backside, tilting his face to the ceiling. ‘Mmm… I’ve been training with the intention of doing exactly that… oh god… your hands-’

  ‘So I can see…’ I ran my fingers up his back, and felt my excitement overcome my fear once more as I encountered slab after slab of solid muscle. ‘Have I ever mentioned that you’re hands down, the best-looking man on the face of the planet?’

  Kohl smirked at me. ‘Pretty big call for someone with an identical twin…’ But I shook my head.

  ‘No, I always thought you were on par too, but…’ my eyes drifted down his chest and I leaned down and kissed his golden pectoral, just above his heart before whispering: ‘There’s no competition, not now. I don’t know what it is that’s ch
anged but…’ I tilted his face down and stroked his brow again, my eyes searching his. ‘You’ve not only got the better body, but before today- I thought that no one could look at me the way that Kohén did. Now…’ I swallowed. ‘You’re the glorious one, Kohl- there’s a light shining inside you now, and it’s going to blind me to every other man I’ll ever lay eyes on again, even him.’

  Kohl’s breathing was heavy, as were his eyelids. ‘Really?’ he whispered, and I was shocked to hear his voice catch on emotion.

  ‘Really,’ I leaned up and kissed him, and he moaned and hitched one of my knees around his hip again. ‘No one’s ever made me feel the way you’ve made me feel, since you locked the world out and took me in your arms.’

  Kohl moaned: ‘I love you so much!’ and then we were kissing again and the world was falling away. But-

  Bang, bang bang! ‘Larkin, answer me already! Is my brother in there with you? If he is, he’s a dead man, you hear me mate? DEAD!’

  My heart was going to fracture my ribs, but Kohl turned my face back to him and cupped my profile, shielding my peripheral vision and demanding my attention with his eyes. ‘Tell me that this is definitely what you want,’ he whispered fiercely, and I saw the uncertainty in his eyes- the fear that I was going to hate him for this tomorrow. ‘I’ll do anything to win your heart Larkin- and getting in trouble doesn’t phase me at all, okay? But this is your future that we’re talking about too, and your decision to make.’ He leaned in and kissed me. ‘I know that you’ve had moments of doubt concerning your feelings for us both, and I know that you feel guilty over the way you have strayed- but tell me now, in this moment that this connection between us is enough for you- that you’re ready to be bound to my side, regardless of where that leads us- and I swear on my life that you’ll never know a day of feeling neglected or unloved or as anything less than a diamond again-’