Page 66 of Princess of Hell

I saw the man, the one who cared about Silver with the same intensity I did. I turned to the gate and left in a sprint.

The night was crisp, and I could still smell her. A light rain started to Fall. Shadows moved and the streets were emersed from the streetlamps. When I arrived at the hotel, I took the fire stairs. I didn’t feel like answering the questions of the receptionist.

The hotel was rather glamorous. I was happy to see that Silver hadn’t picked a sleazy motel. Her scent clouded my mind and filled my senses. I could taste her. The beast of desire inside my chest also wanted a taste of her.

I pushed through the window to find Silver on the bed.

“I wondered how long you would take to get here?” she asked, her eyes closed.

“You knew I’d be coming?”

“Yes.”

“Aren’t you rather smug?”

“Would you expect anything else?”

She wore only a t-shirt and I couldn’t resist. My fingers touched her soft skin, moving up and down her arms. Silver is beautiful. She’s the most beautiful creature, and she’s mine.

I leaned closer to her. My mouth pressed on her jaw then slid lower to her neck. Her skin tasted like summer, sunsets, and sweet blood wine that I wanted to sip. My own body tensed. I’ve been with so many females. Still, no one ever affected me the way Silver does. I would have been happy just to kiss her neck, long and longingly, for the rest of the night.

The night air brought in the sounds of the city, music, and laughter.

I expected her to be shy. Demure.

“Caspian, I need you to fuck me,” she whispered in my ear, making me hard as a rock.

“I can do that.” My desire was growing stronger. Her mouth claimed mine, her hands slid over my chest, slipping off my shirt.

Silver's long hair felt like silk. I wanted to experience her entirely, every bit of her delicious self.

Her mouth landed on mine, lips crushing together, our tongues dancing. I could not wait any longer. I needed to be inside her, taste her, make her scream my name, and enter her for the first time.

I kissed my way down from her neck, hating to leave those full, soft lips behind. My mouth sucked each of her nipples. The taste of the pink raspberries drove me insane. The way they puckered and responded to my mouth and tongue made me release a moan of my own.

Silver took my hand and guided it between her soft, full, wet, and swollen pussy lips. I pressed my thumb on her clit. She rewarded me with a delicious cry of delight.

“I need a taste.” I opened her thighs and pressed my lips to her lower ones. The sweetness of the juices made me dizzy with delight. My cock throbbed.

She is mine!

My tongue dipped into her heat. I slipped it back and forth, avoiding the swollen clit. Silver moved her hips, pushing them closer to my mouth, fucking me with her pussy. My mind was delighted. She was so open.

Her pale skin felt like velvet. I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks, licking and suckling, feasting on the delightful virgin pussy that presented itself in front of me. When my lips finally touched her clit, Silver melted under my mouth. Her orgasm flew through me, pushing me harder. My tongue flicked. I wanted to make her explode again.

“Casssss… Caspian!”

The way she said it made my cock throb. My pants became uncomfortable and way too tight.

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Silver

Touching is so good. It makes me feel so alive. I refused to think of anything else than the way he made me feel. My mind conjured images of Jacks and Caspian both licking me out that way. The second orgasm hit me like falling off a Dragon.

I pulled Caspian to me and kissed him again. Tasting myself on his lips felt arousing. Same as kissing. I never believed I’d love kissing so much. It made me feel like liquid silk in his arms.

Caspian. Oh.

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