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He just laughed. “I imagine you’re trying to insult me right now. Feel free to keep uttering those delightful noises,mi corazón,while I amuse myself by pretending they’re compliments you’re moaning at me instead.”
I huffed out an incensed breath. I was not makingdelightful noises. And anything that stroked the prince’s ego, particularly at a time like this, was to be avoided like an addict-filledmolchaniyeden.
But it was hard to be quiet when I felt his tongue lap around my hole, hot and forceful, before spearing inside.
Fuck me. That was…I hadn’t even known that was…and oh,fuck!Absolutely delightful, was what this was. Why had we never done this before?
There was something about Ren that brought out a wild side I hadn’t known I had, far from the vanilla sex I’d enjoyed back with women back in Mazekhstam. My prince was exotic and fun and daring, and he made me want to be all that too.
I wriggled against him and he obliged my silent request, dragging his tongue over me again before pushing it deeper. I could quite honestly have died happy in that moment, dizzy elation flooding my soul as my lover proceeded to laver attention on me with a dedicated reverence akin to worship.
“The best kind of breakfast,” he murmured, before humming happily and returning to eating me out. He alternated between nipping at the sensitive skin and tracing lazy circles around my opening with his tongue, before driving it so deep I was practically sobbing, my vision going white and my muscles weak.
I was so lost in pleasure that I didn’t notice my grip on the bottle had gone slack, spluttering when it caused some of the oil to spill over its rim. Ren paused, plucked the glass vial from my mouth, and watched patiently with his head cocked until I’d managed to spit out the unpleasant mouthful. Then he lifted it to the light and gave it a swirl, eyeing the contents dubiously.
“I’m going to fuck you with what’s left in this, Mathias, no matter what,” he promised me, his eyes sparkling with delight. “So unless you want to take me dry, I suggest you be more careful.”
It clinked against my teeth as he placed it back in my mouth, my oil-coated lips slipping around the glass. Asshole.
Ren gave a dark chuckle and lowered his head back between my legs. He pressed a gentle, open-mouthed kiss to my thigh and then playfully ran his stubbled chin against it.
This time, when he lifted my knees higher and bit down on the flesh of my left ass cheek, I managed not to even wince, quivering with the effort of holding still. My fingers had seized into claws as I clutched at the blankets to keep them in place and my cock leaked a steady stream of pre-cum onto my stomach, betraying how much being ordered not to move and entirely at his mercy was turning me on.
The prince retracted his teeth and pressed gentle kisses to the skin before drawing back. He always did that, as if the rough treatment had to be balanced out with the tender. But as he didn’t usually inflict pain on the same place twice in such quick succession, it caught me by surprise when his hand came down hard on my ass, engulfing the bite mark in a wave of aching heat.
Oh, fuck.
Luckily, enough oil had spilled before that I was saved from a similar fate when my back arched involuntarily from the bed.
Yet he wasn’t done, repeating his attentions on the right and then continuing to tease my poor cock with frustrating, featherlight kisses before he finally pulled the vial from my mouth and smeared the remaining oil over his fingers. I was thankful that there had been any left at all when Ren ignored any semblance of courtesy and immediately shoved two fingers as deep inside as he could get, stretching me ruthlessly as I simultaneously praised and cursed him out.
But he didn’t torment me with his fingers for long, soon replacing them with his cock and driving into me with quick, hard thrusts that made me see stars. It was uncanny how he seemed to know exactly what I needed at any given time, even if he onlysometimesgave it to me, cruel prick that he was.
The light inmoy dorogoi’seyes as he whispered filthy suggestions down at me was impossible to resist, and I’d lifted a hand to my aching cock before I realised what I was doing.
Ren tsked. “Keep your hands on the bed, Mat,” he chided, “or I’ll stop completely.”
I immediately slammed my palms back down onto the blankets, but he pulled out anyway.
“What are you doing?”
“Stopping completely.”
I hissed out a complaint. “But you just said-”
He swatted the top of my thigh, amused. “Who makes the rules here, brat?”
“Rules?” I rolled my eyes, still feeling the slickness of oil on my tongue. “More like whimsical fancies that change without any fucking notice.”
Ren grinned and flicked my forehead before swooping down to kiss it. “You’re learning.”
He climbed off the bed and rummaged in his clothes that he hadn’t bothered to fold last night – or even pick up off the floor, the lazy shit. When he miraculously produced a second vial of oil from their depths, I peered at him with unfettered suspicion. It wasn’t in my lover’s nature to beniceto me at times like this, and promising to fuck me with limited oil only to later offer me more did not add up at all.
“I don’t suppose I’ll be getting the benefit of that?” I guessed, and Ren shot me a playful grin.
“In a way.”
He returned to straddle my hips, making sure to kneel on my hands where they were still pressed to the bed. Perhaps to keep me in place and perhaps to inflict discomfort on me, but knowing him, most likely both. Intrigued, I watched as he poured half of the bottle’s contents on his fingers and slicked up my cock where it waited between us, impatient and erect.
