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The corners of my lips curl even deeper. The leather-clad bulge near my face is a pretty good gauge that he likes what he sees.
My hands land on the thick belt around his waist, and his hands envelop mine.
“I want you,” I say, taking the lead.
“This is a fucking wet dream, Molly.” He cups my face, and I turn, dragging his touch to my lips. Goosebumps spread across my chest. He gently presses on the slit of my mouth, and I part for him, running my tongue over his fingers.“Look at me.”
I do as he says, straining my neck.I’m too vulnerable under his gaze. It’s terrifying.
But Elven Princess Molly, girlfriend of Elven Prince Matthew, is not shy. She takes her lover and shows him that he’s hers.
All hers.
My Matthew.
“You’re mine,” I say, sucking on his fingers until I gag.
The heat between my thighs escalates, and I lean into that fire—into the power of having Matthew entirely under my own control.
Is this what it feels like to be alive?
To take?
To be given?
My tongue swirls around his calloused fingers. He’s man, all man, with strong hands. They’re nothing like the clammy ones I’ve touched in the past. Every one of his movements is confident.
“You love this, don’t you?” he heaves. “Let me hear how much.”
There’s no use in pretending I don’t. I’m loving every second of this. I wiggle around on my feet and moan, bracing my hands against his thighs.
Matthew’s gaze burns into mine. From down here, he’s achingly beautiful. Every wild dream I’ve had from the pages of my books flips through my mind. Except now it’s real.
I’m the main character of my own story. Even if this one doesn’t involve any griffins or dragons.
He pulls his fingers from my mouth, a trail of spit connecting from my lips to the pad of his pointer. The ache in my core multiplies. It’s filthy, maybe the filthiest thing I’ve ever seen, and I adore it so freaking much.
“These lips,” Matthew says, tracing the damp skin along my jaw. “These gorgeous eyes, your smile.” I blush, stifling a small giggle. “That fucking laugh. Fuck, baby, your laugh makes me so hard.”
I’m restless and need to taste him. My fingers pull apart his belt buckle, stripping it off his waist. I yank his leather trousers down his legs, Matthew’s erection tents under his boxers.
“Molly.” He sounds desperate. “Do you have any fucking idea what you do to me?”
I nod. At that, he flexes in his boxers, and I set him free. Then, I’m face-to-face with Matthew’s cock. His handsome, thick length.Sheesh.
“You put these ears on for me?” He brushes the hair out of my face, fisting the strands at my nape. “Got all dressed up just for me? Molly, you’re better than any fantasy I’ve ever had.”
The praise strokes a tempestuous side of me. I part my mouth and present my tongue to him. It’s bold, maybe a little wicked. His gaze fully darkens.
“You want me to take it?” Matthew yanks my hair. The pinch sends a blissful shiver up my spine. “Fill your pretty mouth with this cock?”
I like him rough.
I nod, and he pulls me closer, bringing me only an inch away from all of him.
“Please,” I say through a breathless moan.
“Begging, baby?” Matthew laughs. His length hangs heavy in front of me. “Are you going to show me how much you deserve this?”
