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“Soon,” he whispered, his lips pulling into an irritating smirk. Then he got back to work, and I forgot where I was. All that was important were his hands, his fingers playing inside my sopping pussy, and the other pinching my nipple.
When he placed his mouth over my clit and sucked, it was all over. I came with a scream, my body convulsing, my legs clamping against his head to hold him in position. When he finally emerged, his face was as red as his chin was glistening.
I was still catching my breath when he kissed me. I tasted honey and myself, a combination so potent that my pussy twitched again, pulling more moans from me.
I wanted to tell him how good he was, how much he’d pleased me, but there were no words. He watched me with a soft expression. For a moment, this didn’t feel like a one-night stand with somebody I’d only just met. No, there was something in his face that promised more, a lifetime of love and devotion.
But that was just wishful thinking. My body had calmed down, and reality was asserting itself. He was not to be trusted. Only half an hour ago, he’d tried to use magic to stop me from meeting the man who might be my uncle. He’d said that Prince Prys was dangerous. Maybe so, but I wasn’t going to give up my shot of finding answers.
Until then, there was nothing wrong with enjoying Bleddyn’s company. Pretending that I meant more to him than a charge or a target. Soon, I’d either be a member of the royal court, or a fugitive, looking to free my friends and find the truth behind my parents’ murders.
Chapter sixteen
BLEDDYN
Pleasuring this tiny human was so very different from what I had expected. I knew I had grown fonder of her than was wise, given the situation. But she had responded so beautifully to my caresses. When her climax had overtaken her, her body shivering and spasming beneath my tongue, it had taken everything I had to not ravish her right there and then.
Then she opened her eyes, clouded with passion, and my resistance had evaporated. I did not know what my liege planned for her. But I would protect her to the best of my ability.
My cock pulsed with desire for her, and as if she could feel how much I wanted her, her gaze wandered to where my manhood lay swollen inside my breeches.
There was a visible struggle on her face, one I recognized. She was equally wondering whether this was a mistake or whether she should take this further. The moment her hand reached out, tugging on the fabric of my pants, I knew she had decided.
Rolling to my back, I waited for her to take the initiative. Her climax had washed away any of her previous shyness. She scooted until she could reach easily, and then she opened the fastenings on the front of my garment. My cock sprang free, and I exhaled with relief. She tried to grip it, but it was too big for her to cover it with her fingers.
The angry, red head was weeping pearls of desire. She slunk lower and licked at it like a cat might lap up milk. Pulling my essence onto her tongue, she closed her eyes and moaned.
I wanted her to set the pace, so I gripped the mattress to prevent myself from grabbing and impaling her in one swoop. Her lips enveloped the head, and her tongue caressed the underside of my member. As if lightning had struck me, my balls tightened, already preparing for release.
“Stop,” I whispered as I pushed her away gently. When she looked at me, I the unspoken question in her eyes made me smile.
“No, you are not doing anything wrong. On the contrary. If you do not stop, I will not be able to hold on.”
She sat back on her haunches, her tiny breasts bouncing a little.
“Well, we can’t have that,” she said. My heart stuttered at the grin stretching her mouth. Quick as lightning, she straddled me, and without exposing any more of my body, she lowered herself onto my waiting cock. Despite my size, it slipped past her lips, penetrating her easily.
Halfway down, she stopped, thighs trembling with effort. “God, you’re big. Give me a mo’.”
I had no idea what a “mo” was, but in my defense, holding on to my urge to slam her down until I was fully buried, took all my concentration.
She wiggled, twisting her hips left and right, until she was able to slide down further. Her face turned red, and her eyebrows scrunched together as if she were in pain. I wanted to tell her to take it slowly—oh, she had probably meant to give her amomentto adjust—but before I could offer any words, her luscious bottom touched my breeches.
She was panting, staying still for long seconds. I watched her carefully for any signs of discomfort, but her forehead had smoothed out, and she gripped my shirt with both hands.
With a gasp, she lifted up and slammed her tiny body back down. All thoughts left my mind. My only focus was the point where our bodies connected. She was wet and so hot inside, it lit the torch of desire until I could not see straight.
She slipped up and down, her moans creating the counterpoint to my heartbeat, as if she had never done anything else. She was a perfect fit for me. My breathing came in short gasps, and soon, my climax was inevitable.
My seed rose inside my shaft as she rode me faster and faster. Giving into the urge, I grabbed her hips, directing her to where it felt best. The blush from her face spread to her chest, but unless I slowed it down, I would come before her.
I gripped her harder, encouraging her to rub her pleasure button against my thumb. The additional stimulation was all she needed. Her cunt contracted around me as she threw back her head and screamed out her climax for everybody to hear.
I felt stupidly pleased that others would know she was mine, and as her inner walls clenched one last time, my voice joined hers as I spilled into her, claiming her forever.
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BETH
