Page 46 of The Royal in Room 3

“Oh, Daddy, that feels good,” he gasped out, his body folded into itself. “Ruin your little fuck toy. Open him up for only you.”

He always lit a fire in my blood when he referred to himself as only mine. The words hit deep, touching on the primal need inside of me to claim and mark him. I pressed my hand to his hip, holding him steady, and increased my pace, my waist snapping hard and fast as I drove myself to the hilt inside him.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He whined, a hand pressing against my stomach as though to push me away. I captured said hand in mine along with the other and pinned them to the bed and laid into him even harder.

“You know what to say if you want me to stop, little prince. Until then, I’m going to make use of my fuck toy however I want.”

My hips smacked hard against him with each thrust. “So if you don’t plan to use your safe word, be a good boy and lie right there while I make use of your holes. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

His cries got louder, and when I released his hand, he pressed it against my chest again, his nails digging into my flesh as though punishing me for every hard thrust. If he had just used his safe word, I would have been gentler—I would have tamed the fire he stoked inside of me—but his pants came without the one word I needed to be gentler to him.

The least I could do for him was to make him come after giving me such sweet ownership of his body. But first…

I grunted, stiffening as I came hard, my seed gushing into the latex instead of him.

Slowly pulling out, I went down on his cock, which had stayed hard despite the rough fuck. I ran my hands up his chest, pinching his nipples between my fingers and squeezing them. Soren’s hips punched up as he cried out, fucking the back of my throat. His hips moved frantically, his balls slapping my chin, and I increased the pressure on his nipples, pulling on them.

“Oh my God!” He shuddered, ropes of cum landing on my tongue. When he was spent, he collapsed back against the bed, panting and moaning pitifully. I released him from my mouth, moving to his slack hole so I could tongue his own cum inside of him. I licked around his rim, sucking on the swollen flesh, before lapping up his juices.

“Oh, Daddy,” he whimpered, his hand stroking my hair. “I love the way you always eat my ass after. So good.”

A smile came to my lips at his sleepy yawn. It was typical of Soren to nap right after sex, as if I took all his energy each time.

“You taste good, little prince. I could eat you all night.”

“But I’m sleepy.”

“Then close your eyes.” I kissed the inside of his thigh before blowing gently against his hole. “I’ll gently coax you to sleep.”

A couple of minutes later, he fell asleep, and a couple of hours later, when he woke up moaning, my tongue was buried inside his ass, and I was ready for my toy again.

16

SOREN

“You sure you don’t want me to take you to the club?”

I spritzed myself with the cologne Phoenix had gifted me when I left Halo House and glanced over my shoulder at Jude. He was sitting on the bed, his arms crossed, staring at me with a frown.

Tonight was my first time working at Club Halo, and I was both nervous and excited. I’d been by the club three times last week to observe the operation, and some of my fears about working in a nightclub had been allayed by how nice it was. From what I’d seen, the clientele was more exclusive, especially on the VIP floor where I would be working.

At first, Jude had insisted I could take another week off before I rushed to work, but for the first time, everything was going well, and I wanted to earn my keep. Whenever Jude gave me money, I never felt good about it. He worked long hours in his workshop, and how much could he make from his job to take care of me financially?

“Aaron already agreed to pick me up,” I said. “And Phoenix said he would give me a lift at the end of the night.”

“That sounds like a whole lot of hassle instead of letting me drop you off and pick you up.”

“The club is out of the way for you.”

Jude rose from the bed and walked over to me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face him. “You think that’s going to bother me? As your Daddy, it’s my duty to ensure you’re safe.”

I let out a soft sigh and smiled. “Aaron is literally a police officer and Phoenix is your best friend. You don’t trust them?”

Jude groaned. “You’re getting too smart.”

I beamed a smile at him. “Because I have a smart Daddy. You’re worried about me working at the club.”