Page 99 of A Lord of Snow and Greed

A low hum of pleasure escaped Vale. “Do it again.”

I took a handful and tugged. As I did so, he applied a bit more pressure to my sex and a gasp ripped out of me.

“Stars, Vale!”

“Soon you’ll be begging those stars for more.”

I sucked down a breath right as he pressed hard on my swollen nub and began rubbing in faster circles. No comeback came. No innuendo.

His other hand slipped from my neck and landed on my hip. “By the dead gods,” he growled, gripping the flesh there, pulling me harder into his chest.

I didn’t reply, couldn’t. The prince seemed to have obliterated any thought in my head. All there was, was him and me and the pleasure he gave.

“Come for me,” Vale whispered as he slipped two fingers inside me and curled them forward all while keeping his thumb on my clitoris.

I whimpered because the truth was, I was close. So close.

“More,” I rasped. “Harder.”

He chuckled, low and deep. “As you wish.”

The pressure increased as he plunged his fingers in and out. The tension in my core wound tighter, the pleasure imminent. The bath water seemed to heat. I ached for more, more touch, more feeling,more him.

And he gave. Stars, did he give. With every arch of my back, every whimper and moan, the prince pulled me tighter.

The water in the tub sloshed out, spattering the floor as I writhed.

“Come, Neve. I want to hear you come. For you to clench around my fingers.”

“I’m close. I?—”

His fingers curled again, his thumb pressed hard into my clit, and stars exploded in my eyes. A moan tore out of me as my sex pulsed.

Vale sighed, and the hand on my hip came back up as he grabbed my chin and directed my face to his. “There she is.”

His lips were on mine, his tongue tasting me, his mouth swallowing my sounds of pleasure as the prince rode out my orgasm.

I was panting by the time it rolled to an end, and Vale’s lips parted mine. I opened my eyes to find his own already watching me. Desire burned there.

Though I felt boneless, desire flamed in me too. I wanted more of him. Would there ever be enough?

Planning to take what I wanted, I turned and straddled the prince.

“You’re insatiable.” One corner of his lips curled up in a handsome smirk. “Because I know I didn’t leave you wanting.”

“Not even close,” I agreed. “But you seem to be.” My hand dipped beneath the suds, and my fingers circled his cock.

Stars. My fingers didn’t even touch when they wrapped around it. From the smug look on his face, Vale knew how big he was.

Well, he wasn’t the only one with impressive attributes.

I released him, sat up straighter, and arched my back so that my breasts emerged from the sudsy water. Red marks marred my pale skin, a memory of where Vale had massaged my breasts. Nipples hard, I leaned forward and allowed them to brush Vale’s chest even as his eyes dipped downward, widened.

“You don’t play fair, do you?”

“Where’s the fun in that? Besides, I happen to know an incredible pair of breasts easily distracts you”—I brushed a hand along his chest, savoring the feel of his skin against mine—“and I intend to use mine to the fullest.”

“No complaints there.”

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