Page 52 of Their World

He licked the mark and said, “I’ve been dreaming of this night, pleasuring myself to the thought of doing this, for a decade.”

“What?” I gasped.

Lifting his head, he smiled and said, “You’ve always been the one for me. I was just too scared to admit to you how much you owned me. That you own my soul.”

Looking into his piercing green eyes, I said, “You’re not done yet, Prince Trey.”

He arched a brow.

“Didn’t you say you were going to cover me in your scent?” Pulling my shirt off and shimmying out of my pajama pants, I lay, fully naked, in front of him. “I’ve yet to be covered in your scent.”

He stood out of the bed, stripped out of his clothes, and my mouth watered at the sight of his erection. He was average length, but thick.

“Like what you see, Princess?” he asked, a cocky smirk on his face.

I nodded and crooked my finger at him. “Get over here and put that inside of me.”

“Who am I to deny the wishes of a princess?” he teased as he climbed back onto the bed, crawling up my body and dropping kisses from the top of my foot, up my legs, and all the way up to my mouth. “You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.I don’t know what I did in my previous life to deserve you now, but it must have been truly epic.”

“You always know the right thing to say to flatter a girl,” I said as I reached down and gripped his erection.

He sucked in a breath.

“But the time for pretty speeches is over. Now, now is the time to follow through on your promises.”

Gently, he gripped my wrist to make me release him and took that wrist and put it above my head. He grabbed my other wrist, and put it over the first one, then gripped both in one hand. “I love it when you order me around, especially when it allows me to touch your body.”

Stroking his free hand down my side, he brushed his fingers along my breasts and down to my legs. With a push, he moved my left leg, giving him room to kneel between my legs.

We both stopped when we realized he didn’t have a condom.

“I’m not on birth control,” I whispered, and bit my lower lip.

He reached over, grabbed his pants, and pulled one out. “When you admitted you wanted to mate with us, I thought it might be prudent to keep one on hand, just in case. Turns out that was correct.”

Once he slipped the condom on, he positioned himself at my entrance and slowly, slid into me, stretching me to accommodate his girth.

“Yes!” I said and arched my lower body.

He groaned and dropped his forehead down to rest against mine. “You feel so good,” he whispered. “So wet, so warm. So tight.”

“No more talking,” I ordered.

He pulled out and thrust back into me hard. “As you wish, Princess.”

Continuing to keep my wrists captive above my head, he kissed me while he moved. Sliding a hand beneath my lowerback, he lifted it up, altering the angle, and the deeper access and thrusts had me throwing my head back, biting my lip to keep from crying out.

My orgasm exploded so forcefully that my entire body arched off of the bed with the intensity.

Trey grunted, pulled out of me, grabbed my legs, and pulled them off of the bed. “Onto your stomach.”

Flipping over, I stood with my legs off the bed, and my upper body on the sheets.

He growled softly and stroked his hands along my butt and around my hips. “Perfection.” Gripping my hips, he pushed back into me slowly, but once he was fully inside, he said, “Use the blankets to keep quiet.”

I opened my mouth to respond with something snarky, but he slammed into me so hard and fast over and over again that all I could do was grip the sheets, bury my face into them, and try not to collapse as three orgasms back to back tore through me.

My legs shook with the effort to stay upright.

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