His other hand comes to my sweet spot, and he begins to stroke me. The pleasure builds, and I spread my legs as wide as they can go, wanting that feeling again. His eyes never leave mine as he watches me get closer to the edge.
“That’s it, princess. Cum for me, then I’m going to cum in you.”
I try to push down the desire for more of him inside me. He releases his shaft and brings his hand to my hip, holding me in place while he rubs my center. I have this overwhelming need to be filled by him, but my own pleasure approaches and takes over.
“You have no idea the power it takes for me to stop you from taking more of my cock. Princess, please. My control is splintering. Have mercy on me and cum for me. Now.”
The last word is snapped out, hard and dominating. Something about it sends me over, and I do as he commands. Once again, I find that feeling of bursting into a million pieces. Waves of bliss flow over me—I’ve never felt something so wonderful.
He growls out my name, and I feel his warm release inside me. My center contracts, trying to grab on to it. Grab on to him.
I melt into the bed as he spreads kisses all over me, up my neck and to my ear. “You’re mine now. I didn’t take your virginity, but I might have given you a baby. Our baby.”
“Hmm?” is all I can seem to say, because his words are lost in my fog of paradise.
“I hate to leave you so soon, but I must. I’m shocked no one heard us.”
He places a few more kisses on me and starts to pull away. I grab on to him, stopping him. Something in my brain clicks on, and I open my eyes to look at him.
“I can’t leave my sister. Please, can she—”
“Yes,” he says simply, giving me what I want before I’ve even finished asking for it.
“But my parents, they—”
He silences my words with a kiss. When he pulls back, the look he gives me melts my heart a little more. Or maybe it’s his coldness that’s starting to melt, allowing me to warm to him.
“I’ll stop at nothing until you get what you want. And I always get what I want.”
8
Roman
“Shhh. Don’t make a sound.”
Alena squeaks, and I put my hand over her mouth. It’s the next afternoon, and I’ve snuck over to her place, unable to keep my distance. Again. I came through a servants’ entrance in the back hall and spotted her walking toward the outside patio. I can see a group of women from here—she must be having a bridal shower.
I look around to make sure that no one has seen me, and I pull Alena back into the shadows, where there are curtains to shield us from view. She tenses in my arms, but after a second she softens against me. I stand there, holding her, with my hand over her mouth, waiting to see if anyone comes to check on her. I hear footsteps and bring my other hand around to her stomach, trailing it down to her skirt. I slip my hand into the waistband and into her panties.
She makes a little sound, and I put my lips to her ear. “I couldn’t wait for tonight, princess. I had to have a taste.”
I dip my fingers into her pussy and rub her clit a little. Then I take them out and put them in my mouth, sucking them clean as a servant walks by. My hard cock presses against her ass, and she pushes back into it.
“Are you in need of your king?” I ask, reaching between us to unfasten my belt and unzip my slacks. I pull my cock free and stroke it a few times. “Lift your skirt, princess. I will ease your aches.”
She hesitates, and I watch her shaky hands reach down and ruffle up the material until her bottom is exposed to me. I push down her panties until they are around her knees and I can get to what I want.
“Spread your legs,” I whisper as another servant’s footsteps sound in the hallway. She does what I ask again, and my cock weeps with desire. “You’re so submissive to your king. That’s exactly what a good princess would do.”
My cock is so long and thick that as she spreads her legs, I push my cock between them from behind, and it peeks out the front of her pussy.
“Now spread your lips, and let me rub you.”
She does as I ask, spreading her pussy lips and letting the head of my cock lie flat against her clit. I move back and forth, and if someone were to spot us they’d think we were fucking. But I don’t penetrate my princess. I only give her this little pleasure to make sure she doesn’t ache like I do until I come to her again tonight. Because I will be back.
“Let me put the tip inside to wet it for you, princess.” I slide back and dip into her opening, just the barest inch. I’m surprised when her hand covers my cock, to keep it there. “You want me inside you?” I ask as I bite her neck.
She nods, and I take my hand away from her mouth.
“I won’t take your sweet innocence here, Alena. But I will give you pleasure.”
She moans as I take my cock from her opening and slide it back between her legs. I run the wet shaft between her folds and feel her pussy weep onto it. I put my hand back over her mouth because she’s getting loud and someone else is close now.
I shove a hand up her shirt and yank down her bra as I squeeze her full breast. My need is too strong, and I can’t hold back as I squirt my cum all over her pussy and the insides of her thighs. I look down and see some of it even landed on the floor. I keep thrusting, though, pretending to fuck her pretty cunt until I feel her squeeze me and her body tenses in my arms. She cries out against my hand, and I tell her soft, sweet words to encourage her orgasm to keep going.
Once her body is wrung out, I reach down and pull her panties up. But before I take my cock away, I press the rounded tip to her opening. “It’s almost time, princess. Soon you’ll be mine in every way.”
I step back and put her panties back in place, letting the mess I made on her stay where I put it.
“Now go, princess. Or you’ll be late for your ladies’ lunch.” I spank her ass and push her out from the curtains.