Page 54 of The Princess's Pet

“How close are you?” She growled against my ear, licking me.

“Very,” I told her, desperately.

“I want you to come for me, pet,” she spoke roughly against my ear and as if on command my whole body shuddered with the force of the orgasm that consumed me.

She kept herself within me, thrusting as I rode out the last wave of ecstasy.

As I came down and she slowed her movements, my moans were more of pain than pleasure, a mixture of overstimulation and exhaustion.

“Please, Ma’am, no more,” I moaned into the pillow. She laughed above me, trailing kisses down my back, her fingers slowly leaving me as her teeth bit into my buttocks. I missed the fullness of her fingers immediately but shuddered in relief also.

“Do you have one more to give me?” she asked softly, before slapping my backside and she pushed me over onto my back.

Knelt between my legs, she bent forward to my pussy, fingers spreading my lips and kissed me delicately. My hands came down to push her head away.

“Are you really done?” she asked, a little pout on her lips and a look of disappointment as she looked up at me, and instantly, I wanted to give her whatever she wanted. “I’ll be gentle,” she promised her hand coming up to hold mine, entwining our fingers.

“Okay,” I stuttered out still catching my breath.

“That’s my good girl.” She purred and her head dipped lower again to my heated core.

She was true to her word as she licked and sucked at me, slowly and carefully. Her other hand joined the first, both her hands entwined with mine, pushed into the bed securely at my sides. I liked her hands holding mine down, like an anchor, and somehow her mouth and her moans brought me slowly toanother peak. One that was less extreme but left me feeling entirely floaty.

When she was finished cleaning me up, she crawled up to me, trailing kisses up my body until she reached my lips and almost innocently pressed hers against mine.

“Well done, pet,” she praised and my chest felt full of butterflies at her words. She rolled to the side of me and pulled me into her embrace.

“How do you feel?” she questioned softly, her chin resting against the top of my head and her hand rubbing up and down my back.

“Like all my bones are bendy,” I told her pressing my face further against her chest. She laughed lightly above me.

“Is that good?” she asked pulling me tighter to her.

“I think so,” I responded after a moment of thinking it over.

She held me for a long time, and I loved it. I wanted to be wrapped up in her forever. But my blissed-out headspace began to recline, and I remembered our earlier interactions.

“What’s wrong, pet?” she questioned, able to tell I was feeling low.

“I’m sorry for what I said,” I told her quietly, glad that her arms were still securely around me. I felt her lips press against my hair.

“I know you are,” she replied. “I won’t tolerate name-calling from you, pet, regardless of how upset you are,” she told me seriously but there was no bite in her voice. “If it was not very clear before, you belong to me,” she said a little more heatedly, arms squeezing around me. “You will not see that boy again. If I smell him on you once more, I’ll tear his head from his neck andstart a war with Viridis,” she added a slight growl rumbling her chest.

I wanted to protest. Dylan was my friend, soft of, and I didn’t want to have to stay away from him. But something about the Princess’s possessiveness and the threat that sounded more like a promise made me hold my tongue. At least partly.

“I don’t want you kissing Halvorsen ever again.” I made my own demand and her growl died out replaced with a light chuckle.

“Making demands of me, pet, I thought we’d already covered that you do not own me,” she replied, lips pressing against my hair again. “I’ll kiss who I want, fuck who I want, and marry who I want,” she told me matter-of-factly. “But do you think I kissed him as I kiss you?” she asked and I was confused with the question.

“Do you think I have any desire, to fuck him until he can’t walk?” she continued. “Do you think I want to leave my fang marks all over him so the world can see who he belongs to?” she asked pulling back slightly to look at my confused expression.

“My pet, you are the only one I want to own completely.” She purred leaning forward and giving me a chaste kiss on my lips.

Her words felt like a semi-admission that she might want me as much as I wanted her. It made me feel warm. Although it wasn’t the declaration of undying love I craved, it was enough for now.

16. Family Sucks

I curled myself into the Princess, my face pressing against the juncture of her neck and shoulder. I could feel myself being carried and moved but it wasn’t until I heard the sound of guard's boots marching that I was fully pulled from sleep.

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