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I let her watch me clean her sweetness off my thumb with my tongue, and her taste utterly ruins me.
With a loud curse, I dig my fingers into her fleshy hips and guide her up and down on my cock.
“Hailey…Hailey, I need…”
Using her hands to brace herself on my chest, she cuts me off, already knowing what I’m asking. “I know you said for me to use me, but you go right ahead. Use me, big man. Fuck me hard with that fat cock.”
I asked her to use me, but I’m using her. And she’s all about it.
I lift her up and shove her down, lift her up and shove her down. Again and again. Every curve on her bounces as I jackhammer into her. The blown-out pupils in her whiskey eyes make her look dazed, more blissed out than the morning I walked in on her after her massage.
Remembering that moment heightens everything I’m feeling up a notch. That moment will be burned into my brain forever. Hailey was my first. Hailey will be my forever.
I come hard as I shuttle into her, firm and fast.
The look on her face as I splash into her ruins me. It’s the look of pure love, of fierce connection. I am hopelessly lost without her.
My mouth, my body, all of me needs more contact. More of her soft curves against mine.
I haul her down to my chest even as the last of my release spills from my cock.
I kiss her deeply through her gasps, settling her against my chest, claiming her. Demanding that she cling to me and cover me.
My heart hammers against my ribs. Our breathing syncs.
Rolling to my side, I wrap her up in my arms and legs, joining our warmth, connecting our souls through our eyes.
I press a kiss to her forehead, damp with sweat.
“My Torben.”
“My wildflower. My treasure. My jewel.”
She shivers against me, and I don’t know if it’s from the words of affection or the last of her orgasm.
“I love you, Hailey.”
She gasps. “I love you, Thunder Bear.”
27
Hailey
I’m pleased to see all four siblings descend from various points of the palace into the sunny breakfast nook.
And by “nook,” I mean a gigantic light-flooded dining room.
The room is surrounded on two sides by large open windows that look out into a greenery-filled aviary that fills the space with birdsong.
My happiness is dampened, though, at the sight of someone new to me. When Torben and I find our seats, we stand behind them politely, as do the other three siblings, waiting for the king and queen to sit first. They are busy talking to a woman, and something about her ruins my mood.
She’s about my age, and the king and queen really seem to like her. My hackles go up, but I tell my ego to calm down. She’s probably a visiting dignitary or something.
The next thing I notice about the woman joining us is her impeccable posture. She could be a wax figure, her spine is so straight.
The king and queen chat with her and smile warmly, ignoring the rest of us.
Torben makes no move to prepare me for who this mysterious woman might be, but gauging from the faces of Sig, Etienne, and Flora, this woman is no stranger. Flora looks suspicious. Sig looks like he wants the earth to open up and swallow him whole. Etienne is staring at her butt and running a thumb over his bottom lip, his sharp blue eyes not hiding his interest one iota.
