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I pulled him down to me and kissed him roughly.

He was incredible.

Our kisses deepened, and I decided I couldn’t wait any longer. I got to my knees, tore off the coat he’d adorned when we landed, and helped him strip off the rest of his clothes. Every layer gone was another beautiful peek at his tan chest. When I finally had him topless, I wanted to indulge myself in exploring every inch of him. He laid on the bed and tugged me down onto it with him.

Simeth was covered in muscles.

I wanted to taste and touch them, spend my time getting to know each pec and ab, but before I could make good on that thought, he started unzipping his pants. I sat up a little, eager to watch him bare himself to me again. I hadn’t gotten to see what he looked like hard. His pants slid off, and then he smirked as he started pulling off his underwear.

God, if the confidence wasn’t sexy enough, his entire body more than made up for it.

His cock was heavy and large. I thanked what gods existed that he wasn’t fully hard yet—I had time to get used to his size. His golden spiral tattoo was rippling across his chest, moving and shimmering as it put on a display for me. Tattoos weren’t usually my thing, and yet this one made me want him more.

Kneeling over me, he held me up to him with one strong arm and our mouths coupled together in a rhythmic motion. My hands were happy to have permission to explore his body. I dragged my nails slowly against the tender skin of his back and watched as goosebumps broke out against his neck and back. I wanted to tease him more, draw this out longer, but I wasn’t sure I could.

I just needed him.

Simeth seemed to realize that.

He laid me back down, my legs resting on either side of him as he kneeled squarely on the bed. His hands roughly scooped my hips onto his thighs. Lifting one of my legs, he kissed my knee and set it on his shoulder, and then did the same for the other.

The anticipation was lightning trapped inside of me waiting eagerly for an escape. What was he going to do to me?

He pulled me closer, rubbing his cock on my entrance and back again, teasing and working me until I was almost begging for him to just do it. When he pressed in it was both a victory and an edge that I couldn’t go back from.

I knew that he might rule this kingdom someday, and yet I was laying in his hands, with him wanting to givemepleasure and power. It was a heady, strange thought: that I could be wanted by an actual prince.

He pressed into me and pulled back, while guiding me by the hips. He was so strong, so thick, and each new thrust seemed to go deeper and deeper. He was stretching me exquisitely, molding my body into what he needed. His pace started to build, filling me and making moans escape my lips like prayers I couldn’t stop.

His hands were so tight on my hips as he found his pace that I found myself hoping they’d leave marks too; anything to let me know this had actually happened.

If he was going to vanish with Crystal Glass, if he was going to slip from my life like a vapor in the air, I needed small things like these marks to remind me this happened.

My thighs shook as he leaned over me further, almost bending me in half as he kept thrusting into me. It felt like more than I could ever ask for, the only thing I needed wasmore, and I wasn’t even sure of what. I wanted his lips on mine.

Reaching out with desperate fingertips, I grazed his chin with my hand, and he seemed to get the message. Leaning over me further, bending me more, he kissed my starved lips. His pace stayed steady and unyielding, and I couldn’t help but moan and whimper against his mouth, feeling overwhelmed with satisfaction.

He kept going, kissing me, and the angle changed so that he was brushing against that spot inside of me that his clever fingers seemed to find so easily. I saw stars—galaxies—unfold behind my eyes as he kept hitting that spot inside of me again and again.

“I’m close,” I gasped out, unable to hold back anymore.

“Good girl,” he said, his voice husky and deep.

That pushed me over the edge again, and it was the perfect free fall this time. My toes curled, my mind went white, and I forgot how to breathe for a few moments as he kept working me through it. I felt him go still inside of me, my body squeezing and gripping around his cock, as a deep, rumbly moan poured out from his lips and filled my whole body with the same pleasure all over again.

I felt bathed in golden sunlight as though we’d torn open the skies together and were just reveling in it. He pulled back from me a little, kissing me softly as he let my thighs slip down to the bed. He collapsed beside me, kissing me, holding me, and I couldn’t let go of how good this felt. My whole body was fluttering, filling with feelings I’d put on the back burner to take care of family.

I kissed him back, pulling my body against his as he covered us both with a sheet.

I couldn’t have asked for a better night.

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