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TITLE: Queen of the Castle
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 4 of ?
FANDOM: Castle
SHIP: Castle / Kate
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: Season 2
SYNOPSIS: SPOILER WARNING: After Kate finds her mother’s killer and then ends up killing him to save Castle, their relationship changes.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Castle. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to whoever created them and holds license to them. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.
FEEDBACK: Yes Please. I need it, I want it, I crave it. So be a sport. It helps. It really, really helps. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com
CHAPTER FOUR
Kate thought he’d just been kidding about the whipped cream, but he actually made her stop at a Seven Eleven on the way to her apartment. He had that twinkle in his eye and a naughty smile that let her know she was in for an interesting night. He could be so juvenile at times, but then again, not. He also muttered the words “Cherries and chocolate sauce” as he got out the car. Her eyes followed him until he was out of sight and she found herself shifting in her seat, lightly rubbing her thighs together as her imagination took up the images he had planted and her body reacted in anticipation.
Her mind drifted back to the morning after their first time as she waited for him. She had thought it would feel weirder, stranger to wake up with him in her bed, his chest a warm, slowly rising and falling pillow under her cheek. His skin smelled of sweat, sex and sandal wood, masculine and it made her feel somehow safe. Their legs were twined together and she could feel his not-quite-limp dick pressed lightly against her hip. She thought there should have been more shock at the intimate closeness, but she just felt comfortable and content. The events of the night before, on her sofa and in her bedroom flicked through her mind in a series of flashbacks and she stifled a moan as her body responded and she became aroused and contentment turned to something else.
She felt his breathing change and his body go tense for a moment before she heard a soft sigh from above her as he relaxed. At least, most of him had relaxed. His dick slid across the skin of her hip as it stirred into life. “Well, good morning to you too, Castle.” She greeted him as she deliberately shifted her leg to rub it against his growing erection. “Good morning indeed.” He replied and an echo of his sigh whispered out of her lips as he ran his hand up from the small of her back to her shoulder before he grasped her chin to tilt and drew her head up to his. His lips had hovered in front of hers, his breath hot, his dark eyes searching hers, pausing and silently asking permission. She knew they needed to talk, their situation had complications and consequences, but it didn’t need to be right then and there. She wanted it to continue being what it was, to simply surrender to and satisfy the need he engendered in her for a little while longer. Both, the consequences and complications would be there later.
Kate should have known then that things had irrevocably changed between them. The night before could have been excused for many reasons. Some good, some bad, but if she had spoken up, they would have worked it out, returned to the status quo, but what drove her now was not just need, it was want. She had caught a glimpse of what could be and she wanted this, whatever it was, where ever it would lead. Kate closed the distance between them in answer and they kissed softly, gently at first. The kiss grew in intensity and heat as she surrendered to him, allowing him to roll her onto her back and move between her legs as he shifted on top of her. Her nipples tingled and the skin on her breasts became hot and tight as they flattened against his chest. The stiffening nubs sparked as his chest rubbed them back and forth as they started to undulate slowly together. She could feel his throbbing manhood brushing against the inside of her thigh, the pointed head getting close, but never quite touching her blossoming folds. Desire made her insides flex and sent a wash of hot, slippery cream rush from her as she moaned around his snaking tongue and against his pressing, sucking lips.
He stopped and pulled his head away from hers so suddenly that she actually let out a little gasp of surprise. “Christ, you do taste good, but… You are real right? I’m not dreaming?” He half-stated, half-queried as he looked down at her, propped up on his elbow slowly licking his lips and lightly caressing her cheek with the pad of his thumb. “You’ve… Had this dream before?” she asked curiously, pitching her voice low and sultry while batting her eyelashes and pinning her lower lip behind her teeth for a moment, playing the coy seductress. She couldn’t quite stifle a chuckle as she saw his eyes go wide and he groaned even as he swallowed hard and his dick twitched against the inside of her thigh. “Maybe.” He admitted non-committedly after a moment as she ran the nail of her middle finger lightly up along the center of his chest.
“Did I do this in your dream?” she asked, lifting her head and running her tongue where her finger had been a moment before and then swirled it left and around his nipple. His chest vibrated against her lips as he groaned when she sucked at the skin around his nipple. She ran her hand down his back as she nipped and suckled at his nipple. She grabbed his ass for a moment and then deliberately pinched him, hard. “What the hell!” he yelped, looking at her with hurt shock. She laughed. “Now you know you’re not dreaming, don’t you, Kitten.” She told him with a grin. “I asked you not to call me that, ever again.” He growled and she let her grin broaden. “Even more proof.” She purred and by then her hand had slid back up to cup the back of his neck and she settled back to the bed pulling his head down with her to restart where he had so abruptly left off.
Kate snaked her hand down between them and he lifted some of his weight to give her access, his lips firm against hers, their tongues tangoing. She spread her legs wider as she wrapped her fingers around his thick girth and guided him between her folds. She let go of him as he found her entrance, curling her arm around him and grabbing his ass even as his hand wormed under her to do the same on her shoulders. He shifted his hips from side to side and his pointed head edged in and out of her, rubbing along her tingling flesh and making her moan into his mouth. She drew her left leg up, bending it and opening herself to him as she curled it around his leg.
She sucked in a sharp breath as her spine twitched and tensed and her eyelids fluttered as he drove his hips slowly forward and his hand tightened to pull her onto him. His thick, hot, hard masculinity filled and stretched her, arching energy into her with the friction as he parted her slick, yet resisting flesh. She always loved this part of sex. When her desire and her body were slightly at odds, when all she wanted was for her lover to find her core, yet her tight, intimate flesh twisted and clenched in an attempt to thwart his manly and welcomed assault. Their lips parted as he threw his head back with a hiss from between clenched teeth. Her hard nipples scraped long his chest as she drew in a shuddering breath for a moaning whine when delicious electric sparks arched into her loins as his slowly circling pelvis ground him against her clit.
She swallowed hard to wet her dry throat and clutched at his firm buttock as he started to rock back and forth inside her. His lips returned to hers for a series of brief, intense moments before he nuzzled at her neck as he started taking longer strokes and she tensed her leg and pulled at his ass to rock and match his rhythm and deliciously languid pace. They moved together, easily syncing into a slow, tender and natural push and pull, rock and roll and pump and grind. Castle’s strong hands roamed over her, massaging the back of her thighs, her buttocks and back. His skin slid along and heated hers with a steady back and forth caress. His teeth lightly tested her skin as he nipped at her shoulder and the side of her neck and she found herself unconsciously mimicking the action. Her taut nipples sparked as they rubbed against his chest and she moaned breathlessly as the sweet tension of her building climax steadily ratcheted up with each stroke of his steely manhood lancing to her core.
“Damn, you are so amazing. Are you sure I’m not dreaming?” He whispered against the shell of her ear, his breath hot and heavy as he slowed and they ground against each other. She knew what he meant. It was so good, so comfortable, so damn easy and pleasurable and enjoyable to be with him like this, it was almost surreal. “If… if you are… We’re… We’re having the… The same dream.” She panted as he started to move again, faster and with deliberate purpose and she marshaled her breath and strength to match him. She had to work to keep up with him as the heavy surges of pleasure washed across her nerves and electrified them, making her muscles twitch and tremors run through her as they misfired. Her bed creaked and squeak, the headboard banging rhythmically, the sounds mixing with her moans as they became soft cries of enjoyment and delight.
His breath was hot against her skin as he grunted and puffed heavy breaths as he strained to keep his thick, long shaft delving in and out of her core. Ever the wordsmith, he continued to lavish her with intricate praises and promises spoken against her skin. The small of her back twitched, her back arching and relaxing to the rhythm of his driving maleness as the dynamo in her loins sped faster and faster barely able to process and contain the growing energy of their wild union. Her eyes fluttered as her world became blurred and he took her to that wonderful place where nothing else, but what he was doing and how wonderful it made her feel, mattered. Her cries grew in volume, her arms and legs tightening and relaxing around his flexing heaving form by instinct. He shifted position, rising higher on his knees and changing the angle at which he drove into her and how their bodies collided.
Providence, coincidence or skill, she was never able to tell, but he was suddenly touching that special place inside her and hitting her clit just so, so that there was a series of rapid lightning strikes of sensation. Her eyes went wide and her head pressed back into the pillow beneath it as her spine curved into a taut, vibrating bow. Her flat belly slammed up against his hard abdomen and then quivered as she screamed sharply under the onslaught of her climax that had a moment before been building, but now burst forth to rampage unbridled, wild and feral. The sheath of her sex constricted, locked and twisted around his rampant, virile manhood. She could feel it pulse to the trip hammer beat of his heart as his hips bucked to, impossibly, drive him deeper still. Her sex flooded with a fresh torrent of hot sex grease before it rippled around him. She heard him say her name before he threw his head back with a strangled cry and he added the liquid heat of his essence to hers in heavy spurts.
Her cries petered out and became a mewling whimper as bliss inundated her, filling her and carrying her away on a whirlwind of cascading waves. She clutched at the bed clothes and his solid flexing shoulder, using them as anchors as her body shuddered while her head thrashed from side to side and her hair turned the world into a chaotic auburn swirl. Her nerves screamed and sang at the same time as they tried and failed to process the overload of sensation, pain and pleasure mixing to that unique combination only found in a climax. Air seemed to be in short supply as she tried to catch it and hold on to it to cool her burning lungs. Ghostly, skittering fingers of sensation tickled along her heated skin, separate from the sweat that popped up and made little snaking rivulets. Above her, he grunted, his hips bucking and sending another cascade of delight through her as he emptied himself into her.
He slumped forward, but caught himself, locking his arms. His forehead came to rest on her chest and his breaths were hot puffs against the skin of her breasts. Tremors still ran through her as the ferocity of her climax echoed along her nerves, fading, but still letting its presence be known. She swallowed and breathed hard through her mouth. She moaned as she felt his lips press to the skin of her chest. He started to rise and she groaned in dissatisfaction and forced her weary limbs to circle him and hold him in place. “Stay right where you are.” She told him with just a little edge to her voice. “Forever.” He whispered and they both groaned as he relaxed and the rest of his weight settled on top of her and she squirmed under him to get comfortable again while keeping her arms and legs loosely wrapped around him.
Usually, having a guy on top of her after would make her feel trapped, but instead, with him, she felt that wonderful sense of comfortable contentment she had when she had woken up. His hair tickled her skin as he turned and shifted his head to press his lips against the side of her breast. His dick still pulsed against the tight confines of her sex as it slowly started to shrink. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she concentrated. A groan slipped past the barrier of her teeth as she tightened and rippled herself around him. His breath heated her skin as he exhaled heavily in response and his manhood stopped its retreat. “Jeez, Kate, give me a moment.” He complained with a chuckle.
“I just want you, all of you to stay right where it is at the moment.” She admitted again straining to tighten herself around him as nature once again tried to take its course. “Kate… Kate, we can do this as much and as often as you want. Let it go for now, just let it go. It’s okay.” He offered, lifting his to look into her eyes. “Unless… Unless this is it and?...” he asked, the emotion draining from his voice as another possibility dawned on him. She let her hand slide from his neck to lightly cup his cheek. “No, Castle. I don’t think this is it for you and me and this… I’m just…” she paused and drew in a deep, shuddering breath before continuing: “I just don’t want to deal with all the complications and you know they’re there, Rick. And, after everything, it’s just so good and comfortable and simple right now, right here, like this. It’s silly. I know, but that how I feel.”
Castle took some weight on his forearm and took her hand in his to press her knuckles to his lips before he swooped down to capture her lips. She kissed him back with a heavy moan as she also felt a resurgence in his manhood just as it was about to slip free. He sucked at her lower lip before once again lifting his head. “Kate Beckett, you wonderful, foolish woman we can stay right here, in this bed for as long as you like. Nothing has to change until you are ready for it to. There may have to be bathroom breaks, showers might be nice too. You’ll need to call in sick and I’ll make an excuse that has me out of town and occasionally I’ll have to collect take-out at the door, but mostly we can stay right here.” He told her with a smile. She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t stop the laughter that bubbled up out of her.
“I hate you, Castle. I was being serious.” She told him without venom, her voice shaky with mirth. “I know. Too serious. There’ll be time for that Kate, later.” He admonished her gently as he rolled off of her with a soft groan and settled next to her on his side. She started to pull up the covers but his hand gently stopped hers and keeping her naked and uncovered from the waist up. He then went on to lightly run his fingers up over her firm, smooth belly. His fingertip drew tickling little patterns along her skin and she turned her head to follow his eyes as they followed his fingers. “I never thought your skin would be quite so smooth.” He stated absently as he let one finger skirt the lower curve of her breast, the backs of the rest of his fingers brushing along the firm globe.
She found herself slowly rubbing her thighs together to counteract the sweet little itch that his touch kindled at her core as his fingers slid back down and flexed to massage the gentle curve of her stomach and his thumb slowly circled her belly button. “That feels nice.” She noted lazily. “This will feel better.” She told him as took his hand and moved it lower. She had always been in good control of her libido, yet now despite the fact that she had just had sex and a really amazing orgasm, she was already hungry for more. She might have questioned it more if she had known it would become such a trademark of their relationship. Her back arched and she rolled her shoulders against the mattress with a breathy moan as she molded her hand to her crotch, his fingers sliding over her clit before delving between her folds. He moved closer to her, pressing against her side as her breath caught and her hips jerked when he deliberately rubbed his fingers over her buzzing button to send arching sparks blossoming into her. “I’ve figured out your secret, Kate. You’re secretly a horny nymphomaniac.” He leaned further down and whispered against the shell of her ear.
“You’ve got me pegged… You just bring it out in me… Damn, that feels good. Don’t stop.” she admitted lightly, ignoring his hyperbole as she rocked her hips against his pleasuring hand with a moan of enjoyment and a fresh flood of liquid heat. His chuckle was a warm caress against her ear. His lips brushed her cheek for a moment, but when she next felt them they made her catch her breath as they closed around her taut nipple. Words failed her after that as he sucked hard creating a lightning lash of a connection between her core and her chest that made her ass clench and her sex clutch at his exploring digits. She curled her hand around his neck and pressed his lips harder to her breast as he made her undulate against his palm over her clit and two of his thick fingers curling and twisting in her flexing and twitching sheath.

He switched to her other nipple and the one he had abandoned tingled and buzzed the air around it suddenly cold compared to the heat of his mouth. She jerked with a soft cry when his teeth pinched the sensitive tube of her nipple and he ground her pearl at the same time. He drew sounds of strain and enjoyment out of her, playing her body like maestro, somehow knowing just what she wanted and when. Her body shook with the continuous onslaught of sensation and then, again, one moment she felt herself in control of the wildly building force and then without warning, it blossomed into the full supernova of climactic release and swept away her control.
Her eyes went wide and a soundless cry rushed from her open mouth in a rush of air as her muscles seized. Bliss lashed already overloaded nerves and she whimpered and mewled as waves of fire and ice, agonizing tension and sweet relaxation swept across her. She felt lightheaded as her brain and her body disconnected in an attempt to absorb and process the delicious overload of pleasure that skipped over the line to pain and back again. “Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!” She repeatedly, rapidly and breathlessly begged as the slightest movement of his fingers or pull of his sucking lips restarted the avalanche of conflicting sensations that bombarded her senses. “Talk about being careful what you wished for.” She haltingly thought once he had withdrawn his fingers and lifted his head and she could finally try to catch her breath. Despite the intensity of the stimulus they provided, she missed his touch immediately. Her body still quivered with the aftershocks and she blinked as she watched Castle slowly pop his fingers into his mouth and suck them clean with relish.
“Are you okay?” he queried and she could see concern on his face. She laughed and then groaned as the shudder of mirth reignited the buzz of orgasmic energy. “Give me a moment.” She panted and somehow managed to hold up a finger to forestall him asking any more questions as she tried to slow her racing heart and catch her breath. “Damn, you’re a sight to behold when you climax.” He stated with awe as she finally relaxed and was able to stretch out once again. “I swear you will actually be the death of me and it will, but now I know it will be with a smile on my face. Where the hell did you learn to do that?” she asked incredulously when she could find the breath and where-with-all to do so. “Fruits of a misspent… lifetime, I guess.” He quipped with a grin and she just couldn’t find an answer beyond the smile that crept onto her lips as she closed her eyes and tried to regain control of her unruly body.
Kate jumped as a rap on the car window yanked her out of her reverie and Castle motioned for her to open the door, his arms full with two large paper bags. “What were they having a sale on whipped cream?” she asked as she took one of the bags and placed in on the back seat while he climbed in. “They had an amazing assortment of dessert toppings. I just couldn’t decide what would taste best on you, so I just had to get them all.” He grinned at her. “Dream on, Castle. You aren’t putting any of that stuff on me.” She told him adamantly at least trying to maintain the illusion that she had control over what he could and couldn’t get her to do and his grin just widened. “We’ll see. Onward, Detective Beckett, we have frozen goods aboard.” He instructed with a twinkling eyes and a bright smile. She gave him a withering look as she pulled away from the curb, but that didn’t stop the clench at her core, the fresh, slick rush of lubricant it squeezed from her or the tightening of her nipples nor the wave of heat that rolled over her skin as her body anticipated what lie in wait for her once he got her behind the door of her apartment.
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