The prince lifted his head, and his lips curving in a smirk, he purred, “If I were you, I wouldn’t move too much.” When panic flashed in her brown eyes, he said silkily, “Too much movement can cause this bed to capsize, and right now...” He paused as if to think. “This part is about ten feet deep now.”
“What?”Fawn shook her head wildly. “I really don’t know how to swim—-”
“But I do,” the prince interrupted, “so there’s nothing to worry about, as long as you stay still while I take my time...”
Her breath caught as he reached for her breast. “Prince—-”
“With you...” The prince brushed the tip of one slightly wet nipple with his finger, and the rest of her words melted into a long, helpless moan.
“I love the way you’re so sensitive, parthena mou.” The prince began to play with her nipple, lightly rolling it between his fingers until she was shuddering under his touch. “It makes me want to bully you more.”
Oh!The too-blunt admission had her choking back a laugh, but then the prince dipped his head to suck on her other nipple, and she found herself moaning again. He sucked her sweetly one moment, then hard and roughly the next, and the unpredictability of his seduction was beautifully agonizing. Her hands moved up, curling around his shoulders, and when he bit her nipple, she gasped and jerked, her nails digging deep into the sleek muscled panes of his back.
When the prince released her nipple, she couldn’t stop from mewling in protest, and the sound made the prince smile. Thesight of it made her flush, but even so, she couldn’t make herself stop wanting him.
The prince’s gaze suddenly captured hers, and Fawn bit her lip hard as she felt his fingers trail down the valley of her breasts.
“You’re probably used to taking things too slow, but that’s not my style.” His fingers moved down her belly, and Fawn caught her breath as they paused right above the curls protecting her femininity.
“I like to go all out...” As he spoke, the prince took hold of one of the strings of her bikini bottom before ripping it off in one quick move.
She started, and the daybed under them shook, making her freeze.
“Did that shock you?” the prince crooned.
“Y-you know it did.” She wanted to sound furious, but instead her voice came out soft and breathless.
The prince’s lips curved in a cruel smile. “Good. I like my woman to think only of me when I’m touching her, make it so that there’s nothing she can remember except how I make her feel.” The prince pulled back, his fingers leaving her body, and she almost, almost cried out in protest.
The daybed began to dip as the prince moved, and Fawn couldn’t help sitting up in trepidation.
The prince settled in front of her and took hold of her ankles.
She stilled, and her unease deepened when she saw the dangerous glint in the prince’s dark green eyes.Uh. Oh.Thatlook of his felt like a really, really bad omen, and when the prince purred, “Are you ready,parthena mou?”—-
She knew right away that she was in trouble.
Fawn shook her head vigorously, saying in a rush, “I am not ready AT ALL—-ah!”
The prince had pushed her legs wide open to a V.
“Oh my God, what—-ah!”
He started to pull her lower body up using her legs.
“Stop it, l-let me down, w-what—-ah!”
When she could only see his face through the V of her legs, Fawn finally realized what he was about to do, and she screamed.
The prince’s head lowered.
“Noooooo—-” She wanted to struggle, but she couldn’t, knowing that it would cause the floater to capsize.
The prince’s mouth touched hers.
She screamed.
But it was too late. It was all over. She was his.