Page 37 of The Royal in Room 3

With Soren perched on the bench beneath the bay window and me kneeling between his thighs, I was about to break more than one rule. I had always kept sex separate from the subs I cared for. That boundary had protected both of us and made sure the guidance I offered never became tangled with anything else.

Halo House had rules of its own. For the safety and privacy of the angels living there, caregivers were not permitted on the second floor except under special circumstances, and sex was strictly forbidden in the angels’ bedrooms. Anyone who wanted privacy had to use one of the designated rooms downstairs.

My work around the house gave me access to areas most caregivers couldn’t enter, but that didn’t permit me to ignore the rules. And yet, with Soren looking at me through those wide brown eyes, I knew I was about to cross two lines at once: my own rule about becoming intimate with a sub under my care and Halo House’s rule about what could happen in this room.

I should have stopped.

Instead, all I could think about was how badly I wanted him and how waiting until I could take him home felt impossible.

“Daddy, are you going to have sex with me now?” Soren whispered, the hope in his voice coming across loud and clear.

“Is that what you want?” I still asked, needing to hear his consent.

He nodded fast. “Yes. I want it so much.”

“Wouldn’t you rather wait so we can take our time and do this properly?”

“No, please. We can do it again when we get home, but I want you too much right now. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what happened on the beach last night.”

“Did you like that, little prince?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And you got all prepped for me?” I asked.

“Yes, earlier.”

“Aren’t you an eager boy?” His skirt was up to his waist, and his erection swelled against the soft fabric of the boxers he had on. I ran a hand lightly over the shape of him, and he gasped. I trailed my finger down along his taint and tapped his hole. “So eager for me to be inside you.”

“Please.”

I grasped the waistband of the boxers and pulled them down. His cock sprang out, the tip glistening wet with precum. I left the underwear trapped between his thighs and circled the head of his cock with my tongue. His hands scrambled for purchase on the bench. As much as I wanted to tease him, Phoenix would be pissed at me if we were caught in the act. While we both knew I would never hurt one of his angels, the rule had to be applied to everyone.

Sinking down, I took his cock down my throat like I’d done last night while freeing myself from my jeans. I massaged my erection, my eyes trained on his face while he vibrated beneath me.

I pulled off his cock, stroking him. “Little prince, not so loud. You don’t want everyone in the house to know Daddy’s making you feel good, do you?”

He inhaled sharply. “Okay, Daddy. I’ll try to be quiet.”

“That’s a good boy. Now, where’s the lube and condom I saw you with last night?”

He pointed at the crossbody bag he’d worn last night, which was on the bed. I gave him one last stroke, then got the items I needed. There was a towel on the back of a chair, and I snagged it, bringing it over to place on the bench before I positioned him the way I wanted him, sprawled out for me at the bay window, his boxers on the floor, skirt up to his waist, and his bottom edging the corner of the bench.

“Fuck, you look like a feast.” I ripped open the condom wrapper and quickly suited up, my gaze switching often between his face and his tightly clenched hole displayed for me in his provocative pose.

“Does that mean you will eat me, Daddy?” he asked, rubbing two fingers over his opening.

“Is that what you want?”

“Yes, please.”

“Well, isn’t Daddy’s little prince polite?” I placed the lube on the floor and went down on my knees. I tugged on his heavy balls, lifting and then releasing them. Leaning forward, I placed wet kisses down his taint until my mouth covered his opening.

“Oooh.” His moan cut off in the fabric of his skirt, which he had stuffed into his mouth.

Fuck, he was too tight. My tongue could barely penetrate him. I softened him up with my saliva, lapping and laving until he was relaxed enough to welcome me in. His arms were tightly wound around his legs, holding them back up to his ears, and his eyes were unfocused as he watched me fuck him with my tongue.

I reached for the lube and squirted a generous amount on his hole. I slipped a finger inside him, pushing the lube in, and quickly followed it up with a second finger. The grip was excruciating and made my cock harden as I imagined what it would feel like to sink myself into him.