Page 12 of Exiled Prince

I can be patient…

… for now.

And then my mouth is on her, and I’m licking, sucking, and drinking up all her juices as I keep her right on edge, but don’t let her come.

“Bane,” she pleads, pushing back against me, riding my face. “Let me come, please.”

“Tell me,” I demand, giving her ass a quick, sharp slap and then soothing the sting. When I slide two fingers inside her wet channel, she gasps, then loudly moans when I curl my fingers and hit the right spot.

“I’m so close,” she pants out.

My fingers stop, and she curses under her breath. “Fuck, okay! I won’t let anyone see my body like that again,” she manages to get out in a sharp tone. “That’s the end of my stripping career.”

“Lose the attitude if you want to come, brat,” I warn her.

“If you don’t make me come, I’ll find someone else to finish the job afterward,” she snaps, and it’s at that moment that I lose all control.

I’ve never been so hard in my life, so desperate for a woman. My demon magic pushes to the forefront, wanting to claim her and make her mine. Gold flashes in front of my eyes, but I ignore it.

“No one else will be touching you ever again,” I bark out, pulling out my cock and sliding it against her. I grip the back of her nape and pin her down to the bed.

“Then fuck me,” she orders, letting her arms move to spread out in front of her. “Show me why they made youmine.”

I enter her in one smooth, hard thrust.

Home.

She feels like fucking home.

She’s so wet, and the way her walls grip my cock has me seeing stars.

A low groan escapes me, followed by a muttered, “Fuck… Saylor.”

And then I prove to her that I can take care of her, making her come twice on my dick before pulling out and rolling her onto her back so I can look into her beautiful face as I slide back home. Those honey-brown eyes are filled with pleasure and satisfaction, and I want to see that look on her every day. I kiss her deeply, twirling my tongue with hers as she wraps her arms around my neck, holding onto me so tight. I watch her every reaction, letting her facial expressions and body tell me what she likes.

“Perfect,” I rasp against her lips, sucking her lower lip into my mouth. “You take me so well. You are made for me.”

“Bane,” she whispers, her breathing choppy. My lips move to trace her fluttering pulse, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.

“Your body knows it’s mine, Sunshine. Your mind just needs a little more convincing,” I say, lifting my head to look into her eyes. “Come stay with me in Chaos.”

“I can’t right now.”

“Then I’ll come to you. I need to be wherever you are,” I admit, being vulnerable with her.

“You can’t fuck me into submission, Bane.”

“We’ll see.”

When she doesn’t reply, I pull out and go down on her, making her come all over my mouth.

I’m about to fuck her again when she reaches out to stroke my cock. “I didn’t get to see you before,” she murmurs, licking her bottom lip. “Oh my fates, you have the perfect penis. It’s huge but also so deliciously pretty.”

Pretty penis?

You just never know what the hell is going to come out of her mouth.

No one has called my dick that before but whatever gets her tofucking stay.

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