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My breath hitches.
The prince smiles something small and dark as he advances on me. His hand comes out before his body presses against mine and he grips my neck loosely. His thumb digs into the underside of my chin, forcing my face to align with his as he towers over me.
As he runs his mouth over mine, all hot and sweet, his other hand reaches down and bunches up the thin materiel of my dress. He brings the hem up to my waist before he grabs onto the meat of my bottom with both hands and—I squeal as he lifts me up to hook my legs around his hips.
I clutch onto his broad shoulders to balance myself.
The prince hooks one thick arm around my waist, holding me to him, and frees himself with a tug of string. He lines up the head of his weeping shaft with my wet core.
His mouth presses against mine, not kissing me. He only breathes against my parted lips, then loosens a moan as his cock pushes against my opening.
He shoves himself into me, his hold on my waist easing me down on him. He meets me halfway with a sudden jut that bounces me.
I moan at the full sensation that floods me.
Looping my arms around his neck, I hold onto him and hook my ankles together at his bottom. I try to shift on his cock, lift myself up to get him moving, but his mouth only turns to a grin against mine and he tightens his hold on my waist. I can’t budge. He’s in total control.
The prince grazes his smile over my lips to my cheek, pausing there. “I enjoy your scent,” he groans as he slips out of me to the tip.
A lazy grin steals my lips as I think of the soap I used in the washtub.
My voice is wrapped tight with anticipation, “You picked it out.”
His laugh is short, one sound and clipped. But it draws a sweeter smile from me as I lean my head forward and rest my forehead on his shoulder.
I’m ready, I tell him with that. A nicer way of telling him to hurry up and fuck me.
His head dips, his breath tickling the shell of my ear. “You are ignorant to what you do to me,” he growls before he shoves himself inside of me.
I jolt against him, a squeak of surprise my answer.
I risk a mild bite on his shoulder. A deep growl is his response before he sheathes himself further inside of me.
I’m latched onto him like prey clinging to life as he lifts me up, slipping my slick walls over his cock, then brings me back down on him with a harsh yank. An unladylike grunt pushes through me. I can feel his vicious grin press against my skin as he buries his face against my neck. We’re entwined, huddled together, his cock filling me whole.
He pauses for a moment, as if to relish in the sensations of my walls fluttering around him. I clench to move him along, my fear lost to the winds outside.
More.
Give me more.
All of it, everything you have to offer.
The prince growls something savage against my neck as he moves in and out of me, starting out slow and steady. But his patience doesn't last long and in a few heartbeats, he’s thrusting his way inside of me, surely bruising me.
Holding me to him, he brings me down to meet his thrusts, each of his grunts louder than mine, more savage than any noise I could make. It reminds me of who is inside of me, who I am giving my body to. And hell help me, but it thrills my stomach with an unleashed band of butterflies.
I nuzzle my blushing face into the nook of his neck, as if afraid to look him in the eye, to let him know how much I want this—how much I want him.
It terrifies me.
So I latch onto the sensations of him filling me to the brim, his quickening thrusts, to steal my mind away from more dangerous feelings brewing deep in my chest.
Daein shoves me further up against the wall, my spine crying out with a bite of pain. His breaths come out erratic on my neck, his teeth bared and grazing my vulnerable skin.
He’s relentless in his pace. Pistoning in and out of me, his fingers dig deep into the side of my waist, gripping me tight, and he grunts his pleasure against my neck.
A wavering moan escapes me at the rise of pleasure building throughout my tingling body. “Daein,” I groan, a risky move. “Faster—fasterrr.”
