Page 67 of Princess Broken

“Nothing, darling.” I kiss her worry lines away, kiss her temples, kiss her lips and we’re both swept away again, devouring each other’s mouths as our hands explore each other’s bodies.

But I haven’t forgotten what she asked for. It’s what I want too.

Breaking away from our kiss, I guide one of her hands down to grip my raging erection.

“Is this the part of me that you want?” I ask her. “My cock?”

She nods, and her eyes fill with lust, but also a hint of shame. I will kill whoever made this magnificent creature feel shame about her body’s desires. Perhaps he’s already dead. But I don’t want to think about her mate.

Clearing my mind, I look fiercely into her eyes. “Say it. Name the part of me you want deep inside you.”

She frowns, and for a moment I fear that I’ve ruined everything. Ana does not like to be bossed around.

But then she closes her eyes. “Your cock.” Sucking in a sharp breath of surprise, she opens her eyes, and they’re smiling when she looks back into mine. “Flame, I want your cock inside me. Now. Please.”

I’m tempted to ask her to name her own body parts too, but I can’t wait any longer to fulfill her request.

Turning her to face away from me, I spread her legs wider on the bench, bend them to the right height and then drive into her—hard and fast. Strapping one arm around her hips, I slide the other to her shoulder, positioning us so I can use every ounce of my power to drive into her softness.

Her fragility forgotten, I plow into her with punishing strokes, and their ferocity shocks even myself.

“No,” she says. “Flame. No.”

Stopping instantly, I pull out of her and back away. “I’m sorry.”

Dropping to my knees, I clasp my hands behind me, and my throbbing hard weapon bounces against my belly, angry it’s no longer inside her. “Forgive me. You’re so soft and tiny. I took you too hard.”

Shaking her head, she steps down from the bench and then lowers herself to kneel before me.

“It wasn’t too hard. It felt good, but I want to see you, see into your eyes like I could when it was your fingers. I want to witness the pleasure on your face, in your eyes, while you’re inside.”

I gasp. Her wanting such a thing had not occurred to me, but I realize that I want it too. Seeing her expression when she climaxed was the best thing I’ve ever witnessed, and I would give almost anything to see that again.

As the soft rain from the overhead shower falls onto us both, I shift to sit cross-legged. Questions flash in her eyes, but before I can ask if she’d prefer a different position, she shifts to straddle me, putting her hands on my shoulders as she slowly lowers herself toward my lap.

My pulse thumps hard, pounding in both my chest and my balls, and I take hold of my cock to guide it toward her opening as she lowers herself. My head parts her deliciously soft folds seeking entry, and she gasps, her little mouth opening into a soft circle that makes me wonder how her lips would feel around my cock.

I take hold of her hips, planning to tug her down quickly to fully sheath me, but I stop myself. Instead, I’ll let her decide how fast to descend.

Looking deep into my eyes, she lowers herself just a bit. Just enough for me to breach her entrance.

All the air goes out of my chest. I’m barely inside her, but I’m already lost, lost in her eyes, as much as I am in her cunt.

And then, with excruciating slowness, she works herself over me.

This experience is new. Entirely new. I had no idea that the act of penetration could happen so gradually, or feel quite this good.

When I first took her today, my instincts told me to ease into her more slowly than I would normally, but that didn’t work, I missed her hole. And then once I was finally inside her, I pounded her like a fucking piston. Just like I was taught. Like I’ve always done.

That’s the only way I know how to fuck.

But this…this…wow. Many minutes have passed since my tip first breached her entrance, and I’m not yet fully inside her. And it’s fucking amazing.

She lifts up and my cock slides nearly out of her, but she stops just before I pop out, and then she lowers herself again—more slowly than I could ever imagine.

Every quarter inch of me that she takes in makes my cock even more eager for the next, and her tight softness wraps around me like a velvet glove. She rises and falls in this way, countless times, each time so slowly, taking in more of me with each pass. I no longer care if I ever move. I don’t want to.

She rises again, and this time she drops down more quickly, taking me in most of the way. As she lands, her lips part on a hard exhale, and as good as this feels on my cock, it’s even better that I can witness everything she’s feeling too. Her pleasure is painted on her face, and lifts mine to heights I never knew existed.

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