Page 41 of Broken Prince


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“Oh, really, and who’s that?” I scoff at the ridiculousness of his words.

“My everything,” he purrs, my eyes bulge and my mouth drops open in shock. The words spin around in my head like they’re trapped in a vortex.

He leans into me, our noses almost brushing, and he inhales deeply as his head drops to my shoulder and he breathes in again, running his nose up the length of my neck. I’m frozen, my arms by my side, gripping the wall for something to steady myself. If his knee wasn’t there, I would be a puddle on the floor at the moment. I bite my lip as his nose lifts from my skin, his eyes dancing with lust. My breathing is labored, and I stare at his lips as he runs the edge of his tongue across his bottom lip.

“Ky—”

He leans forward, his lips crushing mine as he devours me with a brutal kiss, cutting my protest off. I try to hold myself together and not give in to the desire swirling within, but I’m lost as his tongue runs across my seam, asking for acceptance. I growl savagely, kissing him back with ferocity as our tongues twine together in a sensual dance that has me whimpering. I grind against his thigh, and his lust is causing me to become feral as flashes of the party play in my head like a home movie. The feeling of him on me and inside me as he pins me to the wall, I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.

“Fuck, Shadow, you taste like my own brand of poison,” he murmurs as he breaks the connection with a wet smack, his tongue against his own lips.

I lunge forward, wrapping my hands in his hair, pulling his lips back to my mine. He growls, his lips dancing with mine. Softer this time, he’s letting me guide how the kiss goes, and my core clenches at the small piece of dominance he’s giving up. His fingertips are feather light as they trace a line down my sides, everything is so hyperaware I can feel it like it’s on my skin. I shudder under his touch, breaking our lips apart, and groan as my core clenches. The lust clears from his eyes as he pulls back, and I lean forward, chasing after him, my underwear is soaked. He chuckles as he takes hold of my hand, tugging on it.

I let him pull me out of the kitchen, through the hall and up the stairs. My body is alight with excitement as I blindly follow behind him. He leads us up the stairs and down the hallway, stopping outside a black door. My heart pounds in my chest as he turns and smirks at me. Leaning forward, he kisses me and I step closer. Pulling him into me, he chuckles.

“You look good in my clothes, Shadow,” he says, eyeing the length of my body. I flush crimson at the compliment. The sweats he gave me are too big, I’ve had to roll at the waist half a dozen times to try and get them to fit. The legs and waist are still massive on me, the only thing stopping them from falling down is my ass.

He opens the door, and a thrum of excitement washes over me. He tugs me through the door by my hand and I stare in awe. The room is dark. Everything is black, including the huge wooden bed in the center of the room, and the sheets are the same color. The only thing that gives it any color is the mirror that’s reflecting the light from the lamps. A huge TV is set on the wall next to the door, and the sheer size of it has me wide eyed.

The carpet is plush under my bare feet as he leads me deeper into the room. The door softly closes behind us, and I jump as I realize the lamps are only giving off the bare minimum of light to be able to see by.

“Do you trust me?” he purrs against my ear.

I shudder at his breath brushes against my neck.Do I trust him?I think for a second and nod my head. My veins are buzzing with anticipation as I wait to see what he’s planning on doing. My vision goes black, I can’t see anything, and I gasp as I lift my hand to my face, when his hand stops me. His grip on my wrist is firm, his other hand wraps around my throat from the front.

“I got too carried away last time, and for that I’m sorry,” he whispers into my ear. “I wasn’t lying when I told you I’d only hurt you the way you want me to.” His hold on my wrist tightens, before he releases it and it drops to my side, just as the cool air of the room brushes against my stomach. I gasp at the feeling as his fingers brush against my flesh.

“Are you ready to come play in the dark with me for a while?” I nod my head eagerly, and his chuckle is dark as he nuzzles into the side of my neck. “Do not remove the blindfold.”

I tremble at the command, my core clenching, this is a massive turn on for me. I whimper as his hold tightens just a fraction to make me gasp. His hand on my stomach slips beneath the rolled-up fabric, and I hold my breath, not daring to move as he traces a line down my skin to where I so desperately want him. His fingers slip through my folds, and he groans as I bite my lip to stop the whimper escaping. His thumb starts with slow circles on my bundle of nerves, and his fingers tease the edge of my entrance. My hips move back and forth as the lust takes over and I try to get him to do what I want. A sharp pain spread through my ear and I yelp, his teeth releasing the lobe as he chuckles darkly.

“Naughty girl,” he rumbles against my ear. “I let you off this once, but if your hips move again, Shadow, I’ll stop,” he growls. My hips stop moving as he keeps his hand against my center. “This is my game and I’ll play it how I want, do you understand?” I nod, my words failing me as I wait to see what he’s going to do now. “Good girl.”

His thumb starts the slow, torturous movements again, and his fingers tease the edge. I pant, fighting with myself to keep still, and he knows because he chuckles and dips a finger into my center. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groans, nuzzling into my neck.

“Please,” I whimper, the slow circle on my nerves and the slow back and forth of his finger is driving me insane.

“Please what?” he rumbles, grinding his hard length against my ass.

“I need more,” I pant.

My body is buzzing, I’m so fucking horny right now and this is killing me. He tuts and dread fills me at the sound, so I brace myself, ready for him to stop. Everything is heightened now my senses have adjusted to the lack of vision, my skin is hypersensitive and my hearing picks up more than it usually would.

The hold on my neck tightens again, my heart pounds every time he does it. The feeling is so much more than I thought. He relaxes then tightens again, his hold matching the pace of his thumb, and he growls something incoherent. I moan as the pressure and speed of his thumb picks up and he plunges another finger into me. My walls clench around him, pulling a groan from him, and his pace picks up. Sparks start spreading though my body as the orgasm begins to build. His fingers thrust into me faster as he grinds his length harder into my back.

Fuck it! I reach behind me, waiting for him to stop as my hand skims across his shaft through his pants. When he doesn’t berate me, I pop open the button and slide the zipper down with my hand. I feel his hardness prodding into my back as my head rolls back with a moan.

“Fuck, that’s it,” I pant as the sparks intensify. “Faster,” I beg.

I push his pants down on one side, feeling them drop just a little bit. I wrap my hand around his shaft, stroking up and down his length, matching his pace perfectly with our hands moving in unison. He moans, a kiss lands on my shoulder, and I squeeze his girth just a little bit tighter. I pump him in my hand and his fingers pick up to a punishing pace. I can feel myself on the edge, moaning as I anticipate the freefall. I cry out as he pulls his hand away.

“What the fuck—” my words break off as he spins me around, the hold he has on my neck relaxing a little.

His free hand splays against my chest, and he pushes me gently until I fall back against the bed, the mattress bouncing beneath me. I rise up onto my palms, but his hand pushes me back down again. The sweats are pulled off and I gasp as the cold air hits my legs. The tearing of material fills the air and I brace for the cold, but warm breath blows over my core. My legs are spread wide as a finger slides through my folds. I pant as I feel him there, and he circles the bundle of nerves. I whimper at the feel, then as quickly as it came, it’s gone, then he runs his tongue up my center, and I drop onto my back at the sensations rolling through my body.

“Fuck yes,” I moan as he nips at the nerves, and one of his hands slides up my stomach. Grabbing the cup of my bra he pulls it down as his tongue takes over from his fingers. His thumb and index finger roll my nipple between them, and I moan wildly at the influx of sensations as he eats me out like a starving man.

The sounds coming from him as he eagerly fucks me with his tongue and fingers is mind blowing. I push up onto my hands, the need to watch him is too much as another orgasm shatters me out of nowhere, my head rolling back in ecstasy.

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