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The word “mine” makes me wet despite everything I believe about myself. I belong to no one but me. Nobody owns me. Nobody lays claim to me but me.
“Mine,” he says again, and oh lord, I’m leaking down the inside of my thigh. If he knew I was this slick for him…the way I ache to feel him between my legs.
“Torben…”
“Hailey. You’re mine; do you hear me?”
I can’t help myself, but I huff out a strained, choked laugh. “Yes. I hear every crazy word you’re saying, and damn it all, I want ‘em to be the truth.”
With a ferocious growl, the prince tugs at the knot at the front of my bathrobe, and it falls to the floor at my feet, exposing my entire body to him.
“Mine,” he growls again, cupping one hand against my middle and pulling me forward, away from the door.
“I am crazy with the need to fuck you, Hailey.”
Oh my lord and angels. “D-do it then.”
Torben crashes his mouth against me again, taking one of my breasts in his hand.
“So soft,” he mumbles into my mouth between rough kisses.
His look is intense when he pulls away from my mouth. In the next heartbeat, the prince’s mouth drives fierce kisses down my neck, over my oiled chest, until he takes one aching nipple in his mouth.
He sucks almost too hard and pinches almost too roughly, but there will be time to teach him what I like and don’t like later. Right now, I’m riding through it, lost in him, loving the healing contact for both of us.
From what I know of the prince, the man never loses himself. It wouldn’t be proper. But he’s allowed to lose himself with me.
His small nips, love bites, firm grips, and rough kisses fill my world with an unbearable lust I’ve never known. But I could readily get used to all of it.
The simple fact that this proper gentleman is finally showing himself to me, unleashing whatever beastly passions reside in his chest, is arousing beyond anything I’ve ever felt.
The kissing and the friction are so intense we soon fall to the bathroom floor in slow motion.
“Open up and let me see what I’ve been dreaming about,” he rumbles.
I gasp, but I do as I’m told. I open my thighs, and Torben runs a rough hand down to my pussy, cupping my folds, awkwardly spreading them apart, and running his fingers everywhere in a fervent search for what he wants.
When he finds my entrance, he lets out a snarl of triumph.
“Wet and soft here. This is what I want.”
“It’s yours, Torben,” I say, my dampness quivering against his touch.
He moves over me, his hard cock sliding through my wetness. With one strong hand protecting my head against the hard tile floor, the prince uses his free hand to guide his cock to my entrance.
With our gazes locked onto one another’s, I reach down to help the prince feed his cock inside me.
“Hailey. Oh my gods.”
He seems torn between wanting to savor this new sensation and needing to fuck the daylights out of me.
I answer that need by hooking my leg around his hips and pulling him down greedily.
His lips part, his nostrils flaring.
“Fucking yes…” Torben says, then stuttering and rasping in a language I don’t understand.
His brows come together in a question.
