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“Condom, or you can take that gorgeously pierced dick elsewhere, sugar.”
Forcing myself to nod agreeably, I said, “Of course. I would never neglect your protection.”
My comment wasn’t even a lie. I just wouldn’t be protecting her from what she thought. Twinges of guilt pierced my chest as I retrieved the box of faulty condoms from my luggage and slid one over my aching cock. After turning to hide my actions, I used a thumbnail to add a small tear to the tip and tried to tell myself the ends justified the means.
It wasn’t right. In Agafonza, impregnating a woman without her consent was assault, and I hated the thought of stealing Damaris’s agency. Worse, I was breeding her like she was a…
Gritting my teeth, I reminded myself of everything my parents had struggled so hard to build. If the principality reverted to Russia, taxes would skyrocket while the social programs funded by the crown would disappear. Daycare and subsidies for working mothers in need would vanish, as would respite care for aged citizens.
Women like my secretary’s daughter would be forced back to work long before enjoying an appropriate maternity leave, and paternity leave would cease to exist.
Damaris would come to love Agafonza as much as I did. I held tight to that thought and tried to quell my misgivings.
Without giving her a chance to see my handiwork, I positioned myself between her thighs, then leaned down to kiss her as she wrapped her legs around my hips.
Still kissing me, she reached between our bodies to position me at her entrance. I hid a grimace when she felt for the edge of the condom. After nipping my lower lip, she lifted her hips and said, “Inside me now.”
“So bossy.” Focusing on her pleasure instead of the crime I was about to commit, I teased her with shallow thrusts and sank my hands into her hair, smirking when she gasped at the slight sting as I tugged the silky locks. “You dare order a prince?”
CHAPTER 7
DAMARIS
“Are you a prince right now?” I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him down for another deep, drugging kiss as the ring in the crown of his cock teased me. Mercy, we hadn’t even gotten to the good part yet, and I was about to lose my everloving mind. “I thought I was fucking Savva.”
“You are.” Keeping his gaze on my face, he slowly… too slowly… slid his gorgeous cock deep into me.
Almost twenty years of education seeped from my brain as each bead of his Jacob’s Ladder sparked nerve endings to life. A sudden climax blasted through my soul, stealing my breath. My vision darkened, and I heard a soft laugh as Savva put his hand under my butt to lift me up to meet his thrusts.
The change in angle dragged the Prince Albert along my g-spot, throwing me into another violent orgasm, then a third.
Here lies Damaris Anne Lawton, who decided to fuck around and find out what a pierced dick felt like.
Lord almighty, what would it have done to me without the condom?
“Look at me.”
His gravelly order resonated through my body in counterpoint to my rapidly beating heart, and I forced my eyes open. His blue eyes glittered in the dim light, and the cords in his neck stood out in sharp relief as he fucked me hard enough to slide me toward the headboard.
Growling under his breath, he pulled out of me, then flipped me to my stomach and lifted me to my knees. Tangling a hand in my hair, he slammed into me from behind, forcing a scream of pleasure past my numb lips.
He let go of my hair and wrapped his arm around me, then pinched my nipples. The pleasure pain sent another shard of electric pleasure into my core, and he hissed out a breath when I clamped around him.
“Savva! Oh, God!”
“That’s right, Damaris. Come for me again.”
He pulled my hair, forcing me to my hands and knees, then bit my shoulder. It was animalistic, feral, and would probably leave a heck of a bruise, but I couldn’t deny the shocking pleasure as it sent me spiraling into another climax.
His thick cock swelling inside me, he stilled and held me even tighter.
“Yessss.” He drew the word out, then kissed the bite mark he’d left. “So perfect.”
I groaned as I collapsed to the bed. My muscles absolutely refused to hold me up for a single second longer. Laughing softly, he eased his cock from my weakly fluttering channel before rolling away to deal with the condom. To my surprise, he returned with a damp washcloth, then cleaned me carefully before spooning me in muscular arms.
“You were more than worth the wait,” he murmured.
I frowned at the odd comment but didn’t have the brain power to think about it for very long. Besides, according to him, he’d been trying to get me into bed since I started working as his housekeeper.
