Page 36 of His Princess


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“Happy?” I asked, curling my arm around his shoulders and dragging him against my side. He was the perfect size to snuggle.

“Yep.” He wriggled. “I like Morgan. She’s nice.”

“Good.” I pressed a kiss to his forehead and another on his temple, then burrowed my nose into his hair. The black raspberry scent tickled my nose and was perfectly unique to him. “You were planning on going to cooking classes?”

He nodded. “You told me to.”

“Yes, but I didn’t expect you to do it.” I tilted my head and laid kisses down his cheek and along his jaw, touching every inch of his skin with my lips. I wanted him to remember the feel of my mouth on him. “But you did it for me, didn’t you?” I licked the shell of his ear, and he shivered against me. “Such an obedient little wife, aren’t you? So good for me.”

“Yes, Daddy.” He cocked his head, giving me more access to his neck as I trailed my mouth down his jaw again and along the length of his throat.

“Show me your favorite outfits from those clothes you bought, baby girl. Model them for me.” I nipped at the junction where his neck met his collarbone, and he moaned. “Then I want you to ride my cock. Think you can do that for me, sweetheart?”

He pursed his lips at me seriously. “I will if you promise not to rip anything the way you did my panties last night. These are too pretty to tear, Husband.”

I chuckled. “Fine. No ripping.”

Satisfied, he nodded and brushed his hair off his shoulder before he stood and leaned over to scavenge through the parcels until he found what he wanted. He made a triumphant sound and shot me a sly grin. “Close your eyes. I don’t want you to see it yet.”

I huffed out a laugh and did as I was told, slipping my eyes closed.

He hummed as he did whatever he was doing, and soon I heard him whisper, “Okay... look at me.”

I fluttered my lashes open and stared at the sight before me. There were no other words for him but fucking gorgeous. He wore a rich red chemise. See-through lace at the top showed off his hard nipples, and soft silk clung to his belly and hips, stopping high on his thighs, which didn’t leave much to the imagination. From the peek of his cock, he was definitely bare underneath this lingerie. His hair danced around his shoulders, adding to his femininity in the prettiest way possible. Fuck, I wanted to destroy him.

He pinched the silk with his fingers and tugged it. “What do you think?”

I growled in answer. “There’s lube in my desk drawer in the den. Go get it. Now.”

He didn’t waste any time, nearly falling over his own feet as he raced out of the room. A few moments later he was back, the bottle of lube clutched tightly in his palm. He practically vibrated on the spot, excitement warring in his eyes with lust as he gave me a slow once-over.

I grinned and crooked my finger. “Come ride me, Wife. Show your husband how much you want him to breed you, get you nice and full of his cum.”

He shuddered and licked his lips, taking a step closer. He raised his hand toward the thin strap of his chemise, but I made a negative noise in the back of my throat, and that was enough for him to give me a small smile in understanding.

“Prepare yourself, baby girl, then sit on my cock.”

He inhaled sharply and swallowed, that apple in his throat bobbing. Women didn’t have those, but I decided that his was perfect.

Quin raised a foot to the edge of the couch beside my thigh and popped up the top on the lube. I watched with interest as he poured some on his fingers and reached between his legs, fingering himself slowly. While I couldn’t see what he was doing because of the chemise, his cock rose against the silk, twitching so hard that it was easy to spot how much he was enjoying it.

I leaned over to his leg and tickled my fingers over his knee before tracing the same skin with my lips. I kissed up his thigh, the skin soft even with the thin layer of hair. He hissed and shivered, eyeing me carefully as his hand moved in a way that suggested he was thrusting his fingers into himself.

I grinned and scraped my nails over his thigh gently. “Are you fucking your pretty little pussy, baby girl?”

His lashes fluttered and a blush brushed over his cheekbones. He nodded, and I nipped at the meaty part of his thigh in appreciation before I sat back. Hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my sweats, my gaze didn’t leave him as I raised my hips and shoved them down to my knees, leaving me bare. My cock jerked, bobbing so hard that it slapped against my stomach, smearing a trail of precum on my shirt.

He moaned ridiculously loud when I curled my fist around myself.

“Come and sit on it, Wife. It’s all yours.”

His tongue darted out to lick his lips and he pulled his fingers free. He wiped the excess lube on his chemise before he took the bottle again and slicked up my cock. His skin was hot against mine and his palm and fingers were almost too small to fit around me, but seeing the size difference between the width of my cock and his hand had my length throbbing with need.

I grabbed his elbow and tugged him onto my lap. He gasped in surprise, but I swallowed it up with a hard kiss that dragged a mewl from him. “I want to be inside you, Princess. Let Daddy breed you.”

“Please, Daddy. Get me pregnant.” The words were whispered so quietly that I almost missed them, and they did incredible things to me. My cock throbbed so hard I thought it had its own heartbeat, and a raging fire burned hot in my stomach. I hadn’t even entered him, but I was ready to explode.

I growled and seized his face between my hands, dragging him in for a hard kiss that had him humping against my stomach. I didn’t realize he’d reached around until his hand was back on my cock and he was leading it to where we both wanted it to be—inside him.

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