Page 61 of Midwinter Night's Prince

“Be right back.” He grabbed the interfering kitten and ran to the kitchen.

Pulling out tuna steak, he set it on a plate. “You stay out of that room tonight, got it?”

Velvet seemed quite content with his bribe. Seth flew back to the room, closing the door behind him.

Blair had taken the moment he was otherwise occupied to remove her T-shirt and yoga pants. She wore the tiniest black boxer shorts and nothing else. Seth took in the sight with untamed hunger, not trusting himself to touch her right then. Immortal or not, she was still fragile compared to a vampire or a scion—let alone both.

“It appears we’re on unequal footing,” she noted, looking at him from head to toe and back, unashamedly.

“As my lady desires.” He took his time, peeling his shirt and pants off, before joining her, crawling on top of his ridiculously large bed until he’d reached her foot. He kissed the tip of her toes, making her giggle. Then her ankle, her shin, right under her knee. She wasn’t laughing when he trailed his lips and teeth along her inner thigh. When he licked her hipbone, she let out the softest little moan and his dick pulsed in his pants.Not yet.Very, very soon, he promised himself, continuing his slow, sensual exploration. Her navel was particularly adorable, and when he sucked right underneath it, she writhed and yelled.

Dammit. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to come in his pants like a teenager. “You’re so freaking responsive.”

“You’re trying to drive me mad,” she countered, her voice hitching on the words.

“If I’m only trying, I’m doing something wrong.”

Seth fucking loved her tits. They were just big enough to fit perfectly in his hands, and her dark pink nipples begged to be sucked. Who was he to deny her anything? He closed his mouth around one, and drew it in, all the while rubbing the other between two fingers.

“Oh, please, Seth, please!”

Shifting both of them, he moved to sit up and drew her on top of him, his mouth still sucking, kissing, and licking one, then the other tit. She straddled him and swayed her hips over his painfully hard length, pressing hard against his white boxers.

Hands not letting go of her perfect, sensitive breasts, he brought his mouth to hers, swallowing her moans.

Kissing her was quickly turning into an addiction he had no intention of kicking. He wanted to taste every part of her skin and flesh, but no amount of temptation could make his mouth move from hers. Seth would have been happy spending the rest of eternity right there, doing nothing else besides getting lost in her.

Her fingers tinkered with the waist of his boxers, pulling it down lower on his hips, at last freeing his iron-hard shaft, and her warm, soft hands curved around it, pumping it once, twice.

Seth inhaled between his teeth, his vision blurring from the effort it took to remain in control. “I can’t take much of this, Blair.”

“I don’t care.” She closed her mouth on his again, setting her panties aside, before lowering her drenched heat on his cock.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Hands hooked behind his neck, she lifted her hips up and down, up and down, tight and molten around him.

He couldn’t move. If he moved, he’d blow right inside her. There was no other option.

Eyes on him, Blair leisurely fucked herself with his shaft, throwing her head back and moaning.

“Fuck this.” Seth wasn’t going to last, whatever he did, in any case. He unhooked her arms and pinned her back on the bed, lifting her legs under her thighs and thrust in, hard.

Blair yelped in surprise, mouth opening. He brought his thumb to her lips, caressed it, and her tongue popped out to lick it. “I’ll have this mouth, soon.”

Seth thrust back inside her, harder and faster, no longer in control. Her legs were pinned all the way back to her head, and he hovered over her, fucking her harder than any human could take, but Blair only screamed for more, lost in the same frenzy that had taken him. Her pussy spasmed, impossibly tight, then loosened as a flood of wet heat coated him. He couldn’t help it; he came with her, but never stopped thrusting in and out of her, needing more. At first Blair was still under him, but seconds later her pussy was tighter again. “More.”

More she wanted? More she’d have.

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TAKEN

The world was brighter this morning. Not in a metaphorical way; she wasn’t thinking that everything was more beautiful because she’d been fucked within an inch of her life for three hours straight.

She could genuinely see much better. Through the thick curtains of Seth’s bedroom, she shouldn’t have seen much light without changing her vision with spell, but it felt like the room was fully lit. She could see everything with precise accuracy. And she felt strong, rested, full of energy. Alexius was going to be ecstatic when she told him he’d been right. As much as she might have preferred to deny it, it appeared that she was a freaking succubus, or something close to it. She fed on sex.

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