The Prince's Obsession Mga Nobela at Kwento

Prince’s eyes widened, and he instinctively began to back away, but Justin slid behind him, pressing a hand to his waist. Justin leaned in, his lips brushing Prince’s ear. "My Prince," he murmured, low and teasing. Prince’s chest heaved as Justin’s hands traced his body, leaving him flushed and trembling. His gaze flicked toward Sebastian, wide with unease. "The one meant for you will arrive soon," Prince said, shifting nervously, attempting to avoid Justin’s touch. Justin chuckled softly, amused. "Why wait for someone else when we..." Justin paused, inhaling sharply, letting his face graze Prince’s neck. His eyes darkened with intent. "Don’t worry, my Prince. It won't hurt."

This is not going to end well. All of us are so engrossed in watching the two alphas stare each other down that none of us notices when another male steps into the room, stopping just behind Alpha Bishop’s back. I can’t see all of his features, only waist length black hair and a massive muscular build that makes him the tallest male in the room.

"He likes to fuck dead bodies." The Titans stood in stunned silence. They never imagined such a flawless-looking Prince would have such a perverted fetish. They turned back just in time to see Prince Philip leaning down to hungrily lick her beautiful pink petals. Slurp... slurp... squelch... Snow White’s flower responded exquisitely; even the slightest stimulation sent a flood of nectar dripping from her folds. Prince Philip hoisted her hips high until her legs pointed toward the sky, spreading her petals wide so he could admire her fully.

“There will be no wedding without my approval and the queen’s approval, Princess Leonora. I hope we are clear on that, and you don’t go that far.” The Princess showed off again her irritating pout as if everyone who saw it would fall on their knees and do whatever she wanted. “Can’t you see I love you, Your Highness?” “There is a fine line between real love and obsession, princess.” I shifted my gaze to the prince. “I hope your brother taught you that.” Or was he also obsessing about pleasing his beloved sister? “We are already beading our goodbyes, Your Grace. Not the right time to lecture us about your principles and belief in life.”

In that respect he’d got off reasonably lightly… what he hadn’t got off lightly with was who his mate was. Well it wasn’t really who… Prince Christopher was a kind, caring and generous prince like his family. On the surface he liked what he saw, not that he’d ever given another male a second glance. But he had certainly given him a closer look at the ball while he danced with his sister. Deep golden walnut hair fell to his jaw, unlike usual, the thick hair had been waxed back, otherwise it always fell into his face. His sharp jaw and golden eyes the carbon copy of his father.

If anyone finds out that he pumps himself every morning, that could scandalously ruin him and a tag him a rake who can't keep his loins in his pants! But yet he keeps doing it, and it has proved to be a big problem. This is entirely different from him dreaming about fucking Lady A, he simply can not stop thinking about fucking and he knows he can get any girl he wants. The royal maids in the palace are hired for the royal family needs which means he could pick any girl bend her over her ass and fuck the living hell out of her. But that's not what his cock wants nor crave for. Prince Aldrich wants to be tied down, slapped, dominanted and fucked by Lady A. No whore or royal maid can satisfy hi

I swallowed, shaky fingers drawing on his chest. “But isn’t that obsession?” “I am obsessed with you Principessa.” He breathed out, looking so relaxed and so handsome. “But what if that obsession runs over? What if you wake up one day and you realize all the flaws that you can’t stand but had not been seeing because you were misled by your obsession?”

"My apologies for disappointing you, your highness, but there is nothing more." The crown prince stood up and smirked. He uttered, "Is that so? I heard something remarkable had happened. I heard there was a strange light, did my ears deceive me?"strange light Duke Fedelin gasped, failing to compost his poise. "It's not the reaction I was expecting for someone who does not know what I was talking about," says the crown prince with a smile. However, after a blink of an eye, his face had turned into a cruel man who was about to do bad deeds. "You have reached my patience. I'm afraid if you fail me this time, you don't have another chance to prove your worth. You know what happens to those who a

" Nope I haven't and Am not interested in seeing him " " Oops that hurts ,She's really not interested in seeing me ,how possible is that, ladies will kill themself just spend a night with me so what is she talking about ,I kept wondering Myself . " So tell me why don't you want to see him " " Nothing much it's just that am not a fan of the king and I will never be " " Don't you think that's harsh " " I Don't think so ,can I let you in on a little secret "

He shakes his head, "No! No, that's not why I am here. As I mentioned, I was ven-- " "I am now taking my leave, Your Highness, Prince Ezekiel. Now, if you excuse me, I best be on my way and we can both part," I turn my back and take a step but he grabs my wrist. He pulls me closer to him and I can feel my own heartbeat. "You insensitive brat," he hisses. I shove him and loosen his grip on me half-yelling, "What is your problem?" "My problem? I walk on this Dark Forest of Sorrow with puzzling thoughts of how I am becoming attracted to a queen I have just met!" He yells and spats those words right away. No hesitation. Nothing to hold back. This prince must be crazy.