FAZER LOGIN"I'm going to take my time with you, Princess. I've waited months for this. I'm not going to rush."He licked me again. Slower this time. His tongue traced patterns on my skin. Letters. Words. I couldn't read them. I could only feel them."Please," I begged."Please what?""Please go faster. Please make me come. Please—" He slid two fingers inside me. Curved them deeper into my weeping cubt and found that G-spot. I cried out. Pleasure thrumming through me"Like that?""Yes. Yes. Like that."His mouth returned to my clit. Sucking. Licking. His fingers moved inside me, curling, pressing. The pleasure built. Higher and higher."I'm going to—""Not yet.""I can't—""You can. Hold it." I gripped the velvet chaise. My knuckles were white. My thighs were shaking. I was so close. So fucking close."Now," he said. "Come for me."I came.My body arched off the chaise. My mouth opened in a silent scream. The pleasure crashed over me, wave after wave, and he didn't stop. He kept licking. Kept su
PRINCESS ELARA I spent the entire day counting minutes.After I left the library, after I walked back to my chambers with his taste still on my tongue and his release still drying on my skin, I could not focus on anything else. My ladies thought I was ill. They brought me tea. They brought me soup. They brought me a cold cloth to put on my forehead.I let them fuss. It was easier than explaining that I was not sick. I was lovesick. There was a difference.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kael on his knees before me. His dark hair fell across his forehead. His lips are swollen from my pleasure. His eyes were burning with hunger. I felt his tongue again, circling my clit, sliding inside me. I felt his fingers curling against that spot that made me see stars.I pressed my thighs together under my blankets and tried to look pale and unwell.By evening, I had dismissed my ladies entirely. I told them I needed rest. I told them to return in the morning. They looked worried. They looked
"Touch me, Kael. Please. I'm begging you."His hand came up. His fingers traced my collarbone. Then lower. Down my chest. Around my breast. His thumb brushed my nipple, and I gasped."So sensitive," he murmured."You make me sensitive.""I want to make you so much more than sensitive. I want to make you come apart. I want to watch you lose control. I want to hear you scream so loud that the whole palace knows who you belong to."His hand cupped my breast. Squeezed gently. His thumb circled my nipple, and it hardened even more under his touch. I could feel myself getting wetter, could feel the slickness dripping down my inner thigh."I've dreamed about these tits," he said. "The way they would feel in my hands. The way they would taste on my tongue. I've jerked off thinking about sucking on them while you ride my cock.""Kael—""Shh. Let me talk. I've been quiet for three months. Now it's my turn."He lowered his head. His mouth found my nipple. He sucked. Gently at first, then harder.
PRINCESS ELARAThe library was dark when I arrived.Midnight. Exactly. I had counted every minute since sunrise, every hour since I left him in the training yard, every second since his hands were on my body and his filthy words were burning in my ears.I want to bury my face between your legs and taste you until you scream my name.Those words had played on a loop in my head all day. While I ate breakfast. While I listened to my father drone on about trade agreements. While I sat through a fitting for yet another gown I didn't want. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kael's face. Every time I crossed my legs, I felt the ache between my thighs.Wear something easy to take off…I wore a thin silk robe over nothing. No nightgown. No underwear. Just the robe, tied at my waist with a loose knot. The fabric whispered against my skin as I walked through the empty halls. My nipples were hard, rubbing against the silk with every step. My thighs were slick. I had been wet since noon, thinking
"Your Highness," he said. His voice was low, flat, and Controlled."You knew I was watching.""I always know when you're watching." I stepped out from behind the pillar. Walked toward him. My slippers were silent on the stone."Then why didn't you say something?""Because I was hoping you would go away.""Were you?"He turned Slowly His chest was heaving from stress. Sweat ran down his neck, over his collarbone, between his pecs. His eyes found mine, and I felt them like a physical touch—hot, heavy, hungry."No," he said. "I wasn't."I stopped a few feet away from him. Close enough to feel the heat radiating off his body. Close enough to smell him sweat and steel and something dark and male that made my mouth water."You should go back inside," he said."Why?""Because it's not proper for you to be here. Because if someone sees you—""Let them see.""Elara." He called, groaning… he said My name. Not Your Highness Not Princess. Just my name, falling from his lips like a warning."Kae
PRINCESS ELARAI didn't sleep that night after the ball.After Kael walked away from me in that hallway—after he left me standing there with my heart pounding and my thighs slick and my wrist still burning where he had held me—I went to my chambers and dismissed my ladies and lay in bed staring at the canopy above my head.The silk was embroidered with gold thread. My mother had chosen it. It was supposed to remind me of my duty, my station, my future as queen. Every thread was a reminder of the gilded cage they had built for me.All I could think about was Kael's hands.The way his fingers had wrapped around my wrist. Not hard enough to hurt. Not soft enough to be gentle. Just there. Just holding. Just feeling my pulse jump beneath his thumb like a trapped bird.The way he had looked at me—like he wanted to throw me against the wall and tear my gown open with his teeth. Like he had been holding himself back for so long that the restraint was physically painful.I touched myself that
Holy fuck!I can’t possibly see my bethrothed’s family with a string of love balls buried deeply in my bruised pussy, and my pervy dad’s best friend holding the remote! My breathing is ragged, I’m yet to recover from the intense torture of his vibrator. While my clit bleeds, my wet pussy is dying
My bestie watches her brother’s long fingers dig into my wet pussy, drilling my cunt like a dirty sticky hole. I freeze!The look in her eyes is bitter, full of betrayal. My lips quiver, but my pussy refuses to eject his fingers. Instead, the slutty bud squeezes around it like a second skin. Not
“Your breasts, so full…” The whizzing sound of whipped cream is heard as he pumps a thick lump around the soft swell of my breast. “…delicious…” He sprays the thick whipped cream over my second breast and forms a dirty sexy fence around it.“Perfect.” He pours honey over my body.The thick brown fl
His olive skin shimmers under the running water. And the monster cock between his thighs dangles with each movement. Water trickles down the thick length like veins and meets at the tip of his cock. The view is wild. It's a waterfall a girl my age has no business seeing. ‘Ash!’ No matter how ha







