Page 45 of Crowned By the Wolf Prince

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“There is a large tub over here,” I say, taking her hand as I lead her to the painted screen in the corner. It’s painted with swirls and flowers, but if you look closely, there are naked women hiding inside the patterns. I still remember the exhilarating day Lucan and I found that out. We looked at it for hours. Now, I’m about to see the live version and I can’t wait.

“Hopefully, they thought to fill it up,” I say as I look around the privacy screen. The large tub is full and warm and filled with bubbles. It looksveryinviting.

“Perfect,” Calista says as she removes her crown, undoes her ponytail, and shakes her blonde hair out. I’m in awe as I watch it tumble down, making her even more spectacular if that’s possible.

She unbuttons her pants and wiggles her hips as she starts to pull them down. She stops after a couple of inches and clears her throat.

“A little privacy,” she says with a grin.

I cover my eyes, but leave my fingers splayed. She laughs as I peek out at her.

My cock aches as I watch her get undressed, sliding those pants down her sexy legs. She pulls off her shirt and then undoes her bra, grinning at me as her naked breasts fall free. My heart is pounding as those panties come off and she stands in front of me naked.

I could stare at her for hours, but she covers her chest and quickly steps into the tub, sinking down until the bubbles cover everything but her head.

“Your turn,” she says, biting her bottom lip.

“How can I follow that show?” I ask, my cock throbbing with the memory. “I couldn’t hope to compare tothat.”

“I’ll be the judge of that,” she says with a grin.

I remove my crown, let the cloak fall off my shoulders, and then I pull off my doublet in one smooth motion. Her eyes light up with hunger as they roam over my naked chest and shredded stomach. Maybe I’m not doing so bad…

“Ready to see how hard you make me?” I ask as I pull out my belt.

She just swallows hard and nods her head, her eyes already fixated on my crotch.

I take a deep breath and pull my pants down, taking my underwear along with it. My cock springs up, rock hard and towering in length.

“Oh,” she says with a whimper. Her eyes never leave it as I slip into the warm tub, facing her.

I grin when I see the frustration in her eyes as the bubbles hide my hard on. Her heated gaze keeps dropping below the surface, but she can’t see me anymore.

“Come here,” I say, reaching for her.

She turns and slides against me, resting her back on my chest. I groan when I feel her lower back pressing against my hard dick.

“This is so nice,” she moans as she rubs her arms, getting her soft skin nice and clean. “I’ve never taken such a large bath before.”

“I’ll have one drawn for you every day. How does that sound?”

“Perfect, if you join me in it.”

I wrap my arms around her, feeling her soft slippery breasts on my forearms. I slide my hands onto her, gripping and massaging her tits. She moans as I slide my thumbs over her hard nipples.

“Something tells me I’m going to have very clean breasts while living here,” she says, looking up at me over her shoulder with a grin.

I kiss her soft lips. “Not sure about that. All of my thoughts are dirty when it comes to you.”

Her mischievous hand slides under her body and she starts rubbing my hard shaft. I drop my head back onto the rim of the bath and stare at the tall ceiling as she strokes me.

“Gods,” I whisper in disbelief at how good it feels. “Where have you been all my life?”

“I’m here now,” she says, turning. She straddles my legs and sits up, wiping the bubbles off her chest. I stare at her in awe, my hands on my hips, her nipples so sexy they’re making my mouth water. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

“You better not,” I say, gripping her hips and pulling her chest closer. I take a hard nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking it as she runs her hands through my hair. I groan hungrily as I move to the other breast while her hand finds my cock again. She drags her hand up and down my shaft, clenching it with her fingers. She starts breathing heavier, licking her lips.

“Sit on the edge for me,” she says, sitting back down as she squeezes the base of my cock. “Please.”