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“Huh… yes,” I admitted sheepishly.
“Because I sleep naked, and that was the fastest thing I could use to avoid giving you an eyeful and spare your sensibility,” he replied tauntingly.
I licked my lips nervously, my gaze flicking to his towel before locking back up with his. Keran’s gray eyes bore into mine with their legendary intensity, this time laced with an undeniable dare.
He knows why you’re here. Don’t you fucking let him kick you out of his room again.
That wretched little voice at the back of my head was either a complete wuss or utterly ballsy. ButIwas the one who needed to act on those prompts.
I lifted my chin defiantly. “Who says my sensibility needs to be spared? What makes you think I wouldn’t want an eyeful?”
He snorted, his stormy eyes sparkling with amusement. “Apologies if I was presumptuous. Should I show you then?”
I shrugged and plastered a blasé expression on my face. “You don’t have to if it makes you self-conscious. But I can’t deny being curious to find out what’s the big deal about what purebloods are packing.”
Keran chuckled. Like most Braxian males, smiling made him look vicious, if not sadistic. And it was the biggest turn on.
“Aaah! Scientific research,” he said like he’d suddenly got an epiphany. “In that case, I’m happy to oblige.”
My throat went dry, and intense heat pulsated between my thighs when Keran slowly detached the towel he’d knotted on his hip, spreading each pane wide open on his side. My stomach did a couple of somersaults at the sight of his massive shaft. I couldn’t say if fear, irrational masochistic desire, or a mix of both had triggered that response.
Long and thick, his cock was similar in appearance to a human’s, aside from the natural absence of foreskin or pubic hair.
But the size!
“Is that a big enough deal?” he asked tauntingly, his voice having dropped an octave.
Although my eyes remained locked on his huge shaft, I could feel his gaze weighing on me.
“I would say that it is of… epic proportions,” I replied absent-mindedly, totally enthralled.
Keran tossed the towel onto the chair in front of his work desk. He then lifted his chin, his head slightly tilted to the side in a provocative fashion.
“I’ve shown you mine…” he said, not bothering to finish the sentence.
He didn’t need to. The panic I expected to feel didn’t come. My inner walls contracted, and my skin tingled with the thrill of anticipation.
With a boldness and confidence I didn’t think I possessed, I untied my robe and parted it open. Although I didn’t remove it, I let the fabric partially slide off my shoulders and kept my arms spread.
My breath hitched as Keran let his gaze roam over me, his gray eyes darkening so much they almost looked black. His jaw clenched, and the corner of his upper lip lifted into a snarl. My breasts immediately felt heavy, and moisture pooled between my thighs in response to the savage and hungry look that descended over his features.
He prowled towards me, his steps silent, his gait fluid like a predator closing in on his prey. A very willing prey. My stomach fluttered as he came to a stop in front of me, so close I could feel the heat of his body radiating against my skin. Reaching for my robe with both hands, he pushed it down the remaining length of my arms. The garment fell to the floor with the soft rustling of fabric.
A low, rumbling growl vibrated through his chest while his abdominal muscles contracted. Despite Keran’s massive girth, my mouth watered at the sight of his partially erect shaft growing even more engorged.
“Perfection,” Keran whispered before slowly circling around me.
I was trembling with anticipation, my nipples painfully hard with the need to be touched as he stopped behind me. A violent shiver coursed through me when his large, calloused hand settled on my left hip. In a slow and soft caress, it traveled along my side, swerving right up my spine, all the way to my neck before brushing my hair aside.
I inhaled sharply when his chest lightly pressed against my back, his skin burning mine with the strength of a thousand fires. My skin erupted in goosebumps when his breath fanned over my exposed shoulder. The kiss I was anticipating didn’t come right away. Instead, Keran deeply inhaled my scent, his face hovering a hair’s breadth from my skin as he followed the curve of my shoulder, to the crook of my neck, and the back of my ear.
A second deep growl rose from his chest, vibrating directly against my back. A needy whimper escaped me, and my hands involuntarily opened and closed as I fought the urge to turn around and touch him. I couldn’t tell if I had leaned back for greater contact with him, or if Keran had moved forward. Either way, his muscular body was suddenly wrapped around me, his right hand settling on my stomach to press me further against him.
I exhaled a throaty sigh when his lips brushed the slope of my neck, then pressed a soft kiss in the crook. The wet warmth of his tongue tickled that sensitive spot, sending another delightful shiver running down my spine. His hand on my stomach drew me even more tightly against his firm body. A bolt of lust laced with a sliver of apprehension coursed through me at the heightened sensation of his thick cock resting against the seam of my behind. But his spare hand closing around my left breast reclaimed my attention.
I lifted an arm, opening my chest even more to him, and reached behind me to slip my fingers through his long hair. Fuck, it was even softer than I’d imagined. In sharp contrast, the rough texture of his palm rubbing over my erect nipple as he fondled me sent electric sparks straight between my thighs.
A gasp interrupted my moan when Keran gave my neck a solid bite, although nowhere near enough to hurt or break skin. Even as he soothed the sting with a kiss and a lick, the Prince’s hand on my stomach slid down towards my pelvis. Judging by the slowness of his movement, I instinctively guessed he was giving me a chance to pull away or stop him.
