AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Good morning, princess.” The prince smirks, sitting in the armchair beside my bed.
“You scared the hell out of me. Were you watching me sleep? Because that’s creepy as,” I question him.
“Only for a moment. Wanted to see what I would be getting myself into for the rest of my life. Needed to know if you snored or not,” he jokes.
I pick up my pillow and throw it at him, which he dodges easily.
“Note to self, Rosalie is not a morning person.”
“Note to self, don’t scare your fiancée by creepily watching her.”
He places a hand on his chest and smiles. “I promise to make myself heard next time I come to your room. Do you forgive me?” he asks.
I cross my arms over my chest and give him a side-eye.
“Will you forgive me if I make you come?”
His comment stills me, and I raise a brow at him. He’s obviously joking. So, I roll my eyes at him, which I don’t think he likes because he stands up, throws the duvet cover off me, grabs my legs, and pulls me to the edge of the bed. And with one fluid motion he pulls my pajama pants off and throws my legs over his shoulders before his mouth connects with me. The first lap of his tongue along my slit has my fingers digging into the bed, my toes curling, and a moan falling from my lips. Now if this is how he is going to wake me up each morning when we are married, I’ll be okay with that. The prince then slides two fingers inside of me while he sucks on my clit. A guttural moan escapes me as my eyes begin to roll backward.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
This feels so good.
More. I want, no need more. Which he gives me as his fingers curl and tease the delicate nerves deep inside me which has my stomach fluttering as my nerves begin to spark. One of my hands runs through his hair and when he hits a delicious spot my fingers tighten making him moan. I got lucky in the husband department because this man knows what he’s doing between my thighs, they both do. Yeah, I hit the jackpot with both men. I can’t believe it’s been almost a week since the ball, it feels like it’s been forever. That I’ve known Augustine and Greyson for months, maybe because the three of us have instantly felt at ease around each other, that time’s sped up. What is it going to be like in a year’s time? How will I feel about them then? How will they feel about me? Will I be pregnant? Am I still having fun with the two of them? Is Valerius out of our lives? Is Magnolia the one on the throne? Honestly, I wish we could fast forward to a time where everything is as it should be, not this turmoil that it is now.
“Ouch,” I squeal as the prince nips my clit.
“When my mouth is on your cunt, I don’t expect your mind to be wandering to wherever the hell it was, because if it can, then I’m not doing it right,” he states, glaring at me from between my legs.
“I was trying to drag out my orgasm,” I tell him.
He doesn’t look convinced, but he goes back to what he is doing. Note to self, he knows when I’m distracted during sex. Augustine pulls out all the stops and makes sure the only thing I can think about is the pleasure he is giving me, and boy is he starting to deliver. My body arches as his fingers mercilessly fuck me.
“Oh my god,” I pant as he pushes me closer to the edge. He doesn’t give up until I am crashing over into bliss. But he still doesn’t let up, he continues eating me all the way through my orgasm until it becomes too sensitive.
“No more, I can’t take it,” I squeal.
“Yes, you fucking can,” he growls as he goes back to what he’s doing.
No, no, I can’t. It’s too much. Everything tingles, it’s uncomfortable but also, I don’t want him to stop. He doesn’t let up until I feel the heat again rushing through my veins and I explode, this time the entire palace can probably hear me.
“Now that’s the reaction I want when I’m licking your cunt, princess,” he states. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he comes up from between my thighs.
“If you’re going to make me come twice maybe I need to let my wayward thoughts in more,” I tease.
The prince’s eyes widen at my cheekiness and the next thing I know he is grabbing me and turning me over.
“You can tell me to stop but I’m not going to. I’m going to fuck that sass right out of you.” He growls as a hand grips my ass and pulls me to where he wants me, then kicks my legs apart and before I know it, he is plunging deep into me. We both hiss at the connection. “You drive me crazy, Rosalie.”
I bury my face into the sheets as he fucks me into the bed. All I can do is grip the sheets as he takes out his annoyance on me.
“I came in here not planning on fucking you, but oh no, your smart mouth had to push me, didn’t it,” he grumbles as a hand comes down and slaps my skin. I tighten around him. “Fuck, this cunt is so tight.”
Augustine sets a blistering pace, it is more about him finding his release not me, not that I could possibly find one after two epic orgasms.
“Why can’t I stop fucking you,” he curses.
“I don’t want you to stop,” I say, turning my head to the side so he can hear me.
