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“That’s a good girl. Part your pussy lips. Let me see your hymen.”
I use both hands to part myself and show him. Behaving as if he needs to get closer to see my hymen, he bends over the bed and puts his face between my legs.
“Ah, there it is. The pretty gates I’ll have to break while penetrating you.”
I can feel his warm breath on my channel.
Locking eyes with me and holding my gaze, he spits on my clit, then puts his finger over the bud and presses down on it. “D’Artaron,” I murmur, and he rubs it once.
I flush with embarrassment as my heat leaks out of my core and trails down and over my butthole. He chuckles and swipes my clit again.
Trying to get more friction, I lift my hips, but he slams his palm over my belly, holding me down that way. “Don’t think for even a moment that I will violate your innocence without marrying you first.”
“D’Artaron, the people have already had way more excitement than they can handle for one span.”
“And how about their queen, hm?” he purrs at my entrance without doing anything to me. “Is she excited?”
As if he’s not speaking to me but to my pussy, my channel spasms.
“My body is on fire,” I tell him.
“I’m only getting started.” He presses my clit again, and when clear liquid heat comes out of me because I’m so turned on, he swipes some of it up with his fingers and uses the lubricant to circle my butthole.
I’m still as a stone. “What are you doing?” I whisper, feeling awkwardly hot, but also wrong for feeling this hot because of what he’s doing to me.
He circles it a little longer, and I swallow, embarrassed that I enjoy it.
“That a girl. Inhale,” he says. “And now exhale.” He pushes his finger inside. “Inhale again. Hold. Exhale.” He fingers my small hole and makes me listen to his voice and direction and makes me close my eyes and enjoy what he’s doing. I submit to him with ease, letting him know he can do what he wills with me.
“You will make a fine king,” I tell him. “And you are right, my love. You cannot have me if you won’t have the kingdom.”
His finger works me faster. “After we marry,” he says, “I’ll come to your chambers and fuck you. When I do, I’m unsure how I will hold myself back.”
I smile. “I’ll enjoy watching you lose control.”
“I’m sure you will, little minx. But when I do lose it, you will exhale as I penetrate you and inhale as I withdraw from you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, my king.”
His mouth slams onto my clit, and D’Artaron growls, making vibrating sounds over my swollen bud. I moan and grab hold of his hair, noticing his horns are protruding from his head. It turns me on even more, and my channel starts undulating, expelling heat again, which D’Artaron starts lapping up with his tongue.
With his finger in my butthole and his tongue and mouth working me, I rub against his face and chase my orgasm, holding my breasts, biting my bottom lip until D’Artaron sucks my clitoris into his mouth and starts flicking it rapidly.
I come with a scream, stars playing behind my eyelids before I’m wrung out and slumping in my bed. Sighing, I open my eyes when D’Artaron lies beside me, fully dressed in his uniform. He scoops me up and presses me against his chest. His uniform feels rough on my bare skin.
D’Artaron strokes my wings.
Oh my fates. My eyes roll to the back of my head, but I’m trying to keep my wits about me.
“You are wearing clothes, you know,” I say.
“You like my uniform.”
“How do you know I like it?”
“I know.”
I trace his laryngeal protrusion. Now I’m allowed to kiss it, and so I do. I lean in and kiss the hard place while inhaling the mating scent wafting from his skin. It’s threatening to send me into another wave of wanton desire.
