Page 122 of Vengeful Princess

“OK.” My body tensed as she moved her hand up and down, pre-cum lubricating its passage. I was going to come. I could feel the familiar sensation building in my balls, and there was no way to stop the inevitable.

Before I could warn her, my orgasm hit me hard. The room faded as waves of pleasure overtook me, cum bursting from me with each hard pulse. By the time my orgasm waned, I could barely move.

My abs glistened with my release, and worse, it was all over Thea’s hand. What a mess. I looked up, expecting to see disgust all over her face, but there was nothing but wonder.

“I made you come!” she grinned.

“I’m sorry, I made a mess.”

She sat up and wiped her hand on her discarded tee while I tried not to ogle her breasts. My dick was still half-hard, not at all sated. Given a small amount of encouragement, I’d be ready to go again. Which was strange.

Left to my own devices, sex wasn’t a big priority, and unlike most guys my age, random hookups were unappealing. I’d always assumed I was asexual.

Maybe I was demisexual?

“I don’t mind.” Thea used the tee to wipe my abs and then tossed it on the floor. Then she lay back and pulled the covers over us. I pulled my boxers up and tried to work out what she wanted.

Should I go now? Was that what women preferred? Or did she want me to stay?

“Um, thank you.” It seemed only polite to thank her for making me come.

Thea snorted. “You’re welcome, Milo.” Then her expression turned more serious, at least so far as I could tell in the dim light. “Are you alright?” She chewed her lip. Oh, that meant she was uncomfortable. “I mean, I feel like I pushed you a bit. And Ididn’t want to make you do something you weren’t ready for. So I mean, what I’m trying to say is, have I messed this up?”

The way she stumbled over her words was adorable. She was adorable.

“I’m fine. I liked you touching me. Nobody’s ever touched me like that before.” I paused. “Aside from myself, of course.”

She huffed out a laugh. “Of course.”

I went still as I belatedly realized she hadn’t got anything from this. I was selfish. The worst kind of man. A man who took and didn’t give back. Only I had no clue how to make her come.

Landon would have helped me if he was here. He often joked that if I ever popped my cherry he’d have to provide instructions. He once offered to film one of his encounters, for educational purposes. So I could learn from his techniques.

Cassian told him he was a pervert and to fuck off. Landon had laughed his head off and said if anyone needed a step-by-step guide, it was me.

Honestly, he wasn’t wrong. He was an annoying bastard at times, but I would have liked his input right now.

“Are you OK?” I asked.

“Me? I’m fine.” She half turned toward me. “Why do you ask?”

“Um, because you didn’t…” I waved my hand vaguely in her direction, hoping she read between the lines.

“Ohh, you mean because I didn’t, um, finish.” I felt sure if the light was better, I’d see her blush. While she wasn’t the sort of girl who embarrassed easily, I’d noticed how quickly she blushed when she interacted with Landon and Kyril, like her emotions were all over the place when she spent time with one of us.

“Yes,” I confirmed. “Do you need to come?”

“It would be nice,” she admitted. “But I don’t need to. I’ve had a lot of orgasms lately.” She coughed, half-laughing. Of course she had.

She didn’t need me when she had Landon and Kyril at her disposal. Those two were most accomplished at dishing out orgasms. Cassian too. I’d had to listen to them pleasuring women more than a few times, separately and together. It was why I’d invested in the most expensive noise-canceling headphones money could buy.

“Of course. You don’t need me.”

“No, wait!” Her hand shot out and touched my wrist. We both froze, waiting for me to react badly, but nothing happened. “I’m sorry,” she breathed. “I know better than to touch you without asking.” But before she could yank her hand away, I grabbed it.

“Thea, I like you touching me.”

“You do?”

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