Asher ground his hips against hers and Veri rode him, taking what he gave her. She craved more as the pressure continued to build. The pleasure made her blind. She held onto him tightly, as though she were drowning and he the one to pull her from the water.
“Do you want me?” the prince growled, each word in time with a stroke of his cock.
Veri could barely form the words as the pleasure overwhelmed and surprised her. No lover had ever been this rough and demanding. She adored it.
“Yes, your highness, mia principe,” she gasped as the pleasure peaked.
Then she breathed his name again and lost herself in him as he roared and thrust into her one last time. She clenched around him and Veri rode the pleasure in waves as his hot seed filled her. His cock pulsed and she rode his orgasm ruthlessly until he collapsed against her.
Veri murmured loving words against his neck as she stroked his hair, basking in the sated glow. She whispered all the things she would do to him; all the things she would do for him, and more. Prince Asher had been a surprise she’d never anticipated, but Veri felt herself drowning in his scent, losing herself in the feelings he evoked inside her.
Asher was everything she didn’t know she wanted, and more.