Page 22 of Snow White

“I’m… I’m worried you won’t want to be my friend anymore.”

She laughs again. “I still want to be your friend. I promise.”

I wrap my arms around her neck, holding her tightly. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright, Snow,” she says, holding me for a moment before pulling back. Her purple eyes swirl as she looks into my own. They are truly beautiful, and I could stare at them for hours.

“Thank you for speaking with me,” I say with a sigh. “I promise to not react like that again.”

She nods before looking down at her dress. The beautiful fabric is covered in mud and hay. “I suppose I should change while you go on your ride.”

I giggle softly. “Yes. I’m sorry.”

Azura leans forward, brushing her lips against my cheek. My heart stops in my chest. They are so soft and warm. “I’ll see you later.”

She spins and leaves the stable. I let out a breath as my heart starts up again once she is out of my view. It pounds against my chest, blood pumping so loud it’s the only thing I can hear. I wonder what it would feel like to have her lips against mine.

Chapter Fifteen

Azura

I need relief from the arousal created in my archery lesson with Snow and Belle. Snow was the subtle and natural seduction, while Belle was aggressive and straightforward. Inside my room, I slip into the tub, idly wondering when Belle will join me. It only takes a couple of minutes for the knock to come.

I sigh. “It’s open.”

Belle closes the door quickly, the scent of red roses following her inside. I hate that I miss the smell of frosted apples. “Your instruction was quite interesting, and I thought we could have a private lesson.”

The sound of the lock sliding into place makes me lick my lips in anticipation. A distraction is just what I need. A meaningless fuck to get my mind off Snow. I glance over my shoulder at her. “During my bath? That would be highly irregular.” I take in her dilated eyes and slightly parted lips. Her breasts are shaking with shallow pants. I crook a finger at her. “Come here.”

Belle saunters onto the low dais, her hand touching the rim of the tub. “I don’t take commands lightly,” she says, her eyes flashing with defiance.

I turn my back to her, grabbing a loofah. “Feel free to leave if you object. I’m sure there will be others more than willing to amuse me.”

“Like the king’s daughter?” she asks coyly.

I turn back to her. “Snow? I doubt hertastesare as diverse as ours.”

Belle fiddles with the ties of her dress. “She is very innocent.”

I watch her slowly undo her laces, the fabric of her dress sagging. “Not like us.”

Belle smirks at me. “I think I will listen to your commands, Azura.” Her dress falls, puddling at her feet and leaving her naked. “Unless you’ve changed your mind.”

I crook my finger at her again, and Belle shivers before stepping into the tub with me. I growl into her ear before biting the lobe. “Pick up the soap and clean me.”

Belle obeys, rubbing the soap in her hands and spinning to face me. She soaps my shoulders and down my chest. I place my hands on the side of the tub and relax, allowing her to touch me. Her lips are soft as she leans forward and kisses the tops of my breasts. Her hands move to my hips as she straddles my legs, grinding against me as if she’s in heat. She’s trying to rub her way to an orgasm, practically frothing at the mouth for it, and we’ve barely even begun. I haven’t even touched her yet.

My smile is positively evil, my voice harsh. “I did not give you permission to rub yourself against me.”

She moans again, licking my nipple softly in apology. “No?”

I grip her hair in my fist and shift her off of me. My voice is dark and low as I say, “You will pleasure me, and when I feel you deserve it, I’ll finally fill that ache in your core.”

She giggles, biting her lower lip. “Is that a promise?”

I nod, and she nips my nose, attempting to rub against me again. My hands tighten on her hips. “Finish. Cleaning.”

Belle whimpers and grabs the soap again. Her hands are trembling from unfulfilled need. She obeys, cleaning every inch of my body as I silently watch her. When she finishes, she lowers her head and wraps her lips around my nipple.

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