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So, that’s what I do.

“Relax, Princess.” I tighten my hold. “Relax that throat for me.”

She licks the tip, and I pull my hips back so I’m all the way out of her mouth.

“Such a bad girl.” I reach down with my free hand and trace my fingers over her cheek.

I wish I could see her better.

I wish there was more light.

But I don’t need to see her to know how beautiful she looks.

“One minute,” I tell her. “I want to control this for one minute. And then I’m going to fuck you.”

My voice is strained, basically a growl. But I know she hears me, because she gives a tiny nod. The best she can do with my hold on her hair. And then she opens her mouth.

I push my hips forward.

And she takes me.

In and out.

I slide deeper each time.

Out again.

Her fingers claw at my thighs.

In again.

I bump into the back of her throat.

Out again.

“Such a pretty Princess.” I push forward and hit that spot. “Relax.”

I pull back just a little and feel her mouth slacken.

When I push my hips forward, I don’t stop. I get an inch deeper.

“Look at me,” I groan.

The moon glints off her eyes as she blinks up at me. Mouth filled with dick. Throat working to take me.

I drag my hips all the way back until I fall free from her mouth.

But I don’t let her hair go. I keep her where she is and bend down until we’re eye to eye.

“Such a good Little Royal.” I press my mouth to hers in a rough kiss. “Now put your hands in the sand.”

Chapter 29

Natalie

When Luke lets goof my ponytail, I have no choice but to follow his command as I collapse forward, digging my hands into the warm sand.

We’re on a well-used beach.

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