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“Good?” The prince ran his hand up along her body and to her neck where he gently wrapped his long fingers around her throat and fanned them out in more of a massage than a squeeze. Everything inside her came to life again, the heat was back, and her pussy spasmed. “Yes,” she whispered.

“Very well. Have fun, and be bad.” Blue winked and disappeared, she only knew he left because the door clicked shut.

The prince grabbed her breasts and massaged them as he leaned over her to lick her taught nipple, sucking it into his mouth.

Sensual sounds left her throat, she knew that others outside of the door could hear her, but she didn’t let that stop her. She fell freely into the prince’s spell, and let him take her however his royal highness wanted to.

In the back of her mind, a voice said, “He’s a prince!”, but she didn’t let that get in the way, she’d obsess over that later.

The prince spent a lot of time being sweet, and gentle. The opposite of their first night. She wouldn’t have changed anything though; it was how it was supposed to be. She could feel it deep down in her soul. There was, however a niggling of despair that she pushed to the back of her mind, she’d deal with his departure another time. He couldn’t stay forever.

She was in complete bliss and could only concentrate on his hands, and his lips. Then his naked body pressed against hers. She couldn’t recall him undressing, but she didn’t care. His muscular inked body and his skilled hands were more than she could keep up with. She barely took in the tattoos that she loved so much.

They didn’t play as much as she expected unless you’d call orgasm denial a part of it. She didn’t think it was intentional, more like he was enjoying her ecstasy, and didn’t want it to end. She felt the same way until she couldn’t anymore.

A long, deep groan left her throat as his mouth sucked on her breast, and his fingers worked between her legs. She was so wet, so turned on, and about to explode that she couldn't hold on another second.

“Don’t you dare,” he commanded. The threat gave her pause. Enough so that she could collect herself for a moment. “Not without me,” he whispered against her ear and bit it. “I need to be inside you.”

The heat was back. “Oh, fuck, yes please?” The question came out in desperation. She never wanted anyone so bad.

She was engulfed in a blissful hell.

The prince slid her legs wide and positioned himself over her. “I’m going to fuck you now.”

Those were the most glorious words she’d ever heard. She nodded her head. “Yes.”

He was at her entrance swiping the head of his cock along her wetness and paused. Just as she was going to ask him what was wrong, he slid home. Hard.

He reached up behind her head and dug his fingers into her hair and pulled a fistful hard enough for her pussy to spasm.

The obscenities and noises escaping her were louder and more vulgar than she’d ever heard herself before. He was unleashing a part of her that no one had tapped into before. And she liked it. A lot. She never wanted it to end. “More, more, more,” she was crying.

The prince was fucking her at a pretty good pace, but then he ramped it up and began fucking her harder. Skin slapping skin filled the room, with grunts and groans. Gripping her ass with both hands, the prince squeezed hard. Painfully so, and that was it, that was all she could stand.

She broke.

A flood of heat rushed her body as the prince pumped into her mercilessly. Her legs tightened around his waist and her hips bucked as fast and as hard as she could to keep up with him during her orgasm.

The prince grunted as he fucked her impossibly harder and within seconds, he was yelling out his release.

No words were spoken after. They lay there touching, cuddling, kissing softly, and he ran his fingers through her hair and along her naked body.

No words were needed. She knew in her soul they could both feel the magnitude of their connection.

ChapterThirteen

The next day she met up with her friends outside their usual lunch haunt. “Did you have fun with Blue last night?” Dane cocked his head to the side, grinning.

Did they know? She legally couldn’t say anything. And the thought of the night before put her in an uncomfortable situation. The instant need hit her. She wanted her prince.

“Yes, it’s been a hot minute since we played like that.” She decided to go with the lie instead of dodging, they would suspect something if she ignored the question.

Dane seemed happy with her reply and reached over to pinch her cheeks. “Good, I’m glad he was able to put this happy smile on your face.”

As they stood in the line for their food; something registered; the guy behind the counter was Jarod’s plaything. Her mouth dropped and her eyebrows rose as she made eye contact with him. He didn’t seem shocked at all, just gave her a crooked smile.

“Why have I never noticed it was you before?”

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