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In response to the correction, she nodded, gripping the railing and letting her gorgeous honey-colored hair fall down between her outstretched arms.
With my foot, I dragged a chair away from the big table near where she stood. Sitting down, I took my glass of champagne and took her in. My wife, Princess Valeria Valentine-Greengallow, standing in front of me, buck naked in front of the ocean, with her pink pussy spread. I might not be an actual king, but I was pretty motherfucking close right then and there.
“Turn around,” I told her. “Look at me.”
She did as she was asked, opening her eyes for the first time since we arrived. Her glance darted side to side and she smiled, a little confused.
“Where are we? I could smell the sea and I knew it was warm, but…”
“All yours,” I said, parting my legs to give my aching balls and cock a little more room. “When the winters get too tough, we’ll come down here.”
Her mouth dropped open as she glanced around the big room. “This whole place? Is ours?”
“Fuck yes, it is,” I told her as I set down my glass of champagne. “But all that can wait. Right now, I need you to focus on what’s really important.” I reached down and adjusted my hard-on.
Her expression became serious and her eyes fell to the bulge in my lap.
“Good. Now get on your fucking knees. Crawl to me. Do it well, make me happy, and you might get to feel my cum down your throat.”
She didn’t obey, not right away, but instead slid her hands down her body, rolling like a belly dancer as she caressed herself.
“If I’m lucky I get to suck your royal cock, is that the deal? But what about me, handsome? What about this?” she asked, pinching her nipples, pursing her lips, then parting her lower lips to see that deep pink slash of tender flesh between her legs.
She knew her powers and she knew exactly how to use them. But this was no time to let her explore her strength.
“Don’t you fucking sass me,” I said, and flicked my fingers to tell her to get the fuck over here.
She answered with a sexy little giggle, and then dropped to her hands and knees. She rolled her neck gracefully, making her hair slip over one shoulder. With careful, almost feline steps, she crawled her way out of her ruined wedding gown and over to me, never taking her eyes off of me even once. Once she was in front of me, I raised my eyebrow at my pants and flicked my chin at her.
“You know what to do, Princess. Worship that cock.”
“Finally,” she whispered as she got to work on my belt and fly. Slowly, reverently almost, she pulled my dick out of my boxers. With her eyes raised to me, she gathered up a mouthful of spit and let it drizzle down over the head and shaft. She licked up and down its length, letting the tip rub against her cheek and chin. Taking the shaft in her fist, she worked my length with her hand while she slid her head down—still with her eyes locked on mine—and took my balls in her mouth one at a time.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I growled up at the ceiling, letting myself relax into the chair.
Once she had me good and wet, a drop of pre-cum spilled from the head, which she licked up greedily, finally closing her eyes as she tasted my seed for the first time that day. I reached forward to take her chin in my hand, gently rubbing her cheek with the pad of my thumb as she twirled her tongue around the tip, teasing the head.
“You ready?” I asked her.
Her eyes were languid, slow with need and desire. “Yeah,” she said. “Ready.”
“Good. Remember to breathe,” I reminded her. Leaning forward slightly, I knitted my hand into the hair at the back of her head and guided her mouth down onto me, keeping her head steady against my length. Half my dick slid into her mouth easily and I growled at the way her lips tightened, creating tension and intensity.
Once I was all the way in her mouth, as far as she could take me comfortably, she glanced up at me, and nodded once to tell me she was ready for more. Using gentle but steady force, I pressed her head down until I felt my tip penetrate her throat. Her gag reflex bucked her back but she fought through it. I didn’t push her further, not yet, and felt so fucking proud when I felt her body relax.
She was learning and learning fast. Taking my cock deep, listening to my pleasure over her most basic instincts?
“What a perfect little slut you are for me.”
I felt her smile against my cock more than a saw it. My words had the effect I’d intended, and coaxed her out of her gag reflex further and further. She took me deep into her throat, so fucking deep, in a blowjob that was messy and tearful and wet.
