Page 167 of Vengeful Princess

I guess we both had daddy issues.

“Is that where you’ve been? With your father?”

He nodded, but didn’t elaborate. We both had secrets, only I’d buried mine a lot deeper.

“I don’t want to talk about my father,” he murmured, nuzzling my hair in a gentle way that was decidedly not Kyril. “He’s a boner killer.”

“Really?” I arched an eyebrow. His erection hadn’t deflated in the slightest.

“I like your dress,” he said, pressing said erection into my stomach, now fully recovered from my sneaky punch.

“Eden forced me to wear it.” It was the less revealing of the two dresses she’d decided best suited my skin tone. The other one was blue, which I liked, but it was even more slutty than this one.

Apparently, Eden’s taste in couture ball gowns leaned more toward courtesan than demure.

Kyril grunted in approval as he traced a line from my jaw to the swell of my cleavage. My pulsed kicked up a notch in response as my inner slut perked up. I reminded her we were supposed to be half-way back to our room by now, but she ignored me.

“She has good taste.”

Before I could protest, he lifted me onto the counter and stepped between my thighs. The hard ridge of his cock rubbed my clit, and I moaned. Dammit. Why did he have to feel so good?

“Kyril,” I tried to say, but he wasn’t listening. Instead, he pushed my dress up higher, revealing the stockings Eden had insisted I wore.

“You look like the best gift ever,kotenok.I feel like all my Christmases have come at once.”

Honestly, I felt the same way. Kyril filled out a shirt and tux like a dream. Landon had looked pretty damn fuckable, too. And I bet if I saw Cassian and Milo, they’d also exceed my expectations.

Was it any wonder I had zero self-restraint around these guys?

“But as fine as you look in this dress,kotenok,I need to have you.”

I wanted to say no, but the minute his mouth found mine in a hot, dirty kiss, I lost the power of speech. He plundered my mouth, taking what he wanted. Moans echoed around the bathroom. Part of me worried that someone would hear us -me- but then I realized I didn’t care.

I was leaving tomorrow. There was nothing the college could do to me, and as Kyril had already admitted, he was in no danger of being expelled either.

“Less talking and more fucking,” I growled when we broke apart, both of us panting.

He grinned. “Your wish is my command, my queen.”

He yanked my corset down and locked his mouth around one of my nipples, sucking hard as he palmed my other breast. I moaned with delight, but I needed more. Time was ticking and the longer we stayed in here, the more likely it was someone would walk in and ruin the moment.

“I need you, Kyril. Now!”

With one final suck on my tit, he reached down and ripped my panties off.

“These are mine,” he smirked, stuffing the scrap of silk and lace into his jacket pocket. Then he unzipped his pants and released his cock.

I sucked in a shaky breath. I’d forgotten how big he was. But he didn’t give me time to overthink what we were about to do.

“Are you ready for me?” he crooned, rubbing the head of his cock over my wet slit, teasing me.

“No,” I admitted. Concerned that he might break me. Again.

“Too bad,” he laughed before pushing inside me. I screamed as my body stretched to accommodate his considerable girth.

“Oh god,” I cried.

“That’s right,kotenok,take all of me. Every fucking inch.” With a hard thrust, he was fully inside me, so deep I could almost feel him hit the back of my throat. His abs bumped my belly as he cupped my tit, rubbing his thumb across my sensitive nipple.

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