Page 118 of Bitter Prince
I shuddered out a breath, trying to stay still while also pretty sure her walls were going to milk my cock any second now. Fuck, she was tight. “Reina? How are you?”
She looked at me. “Okay,” she said shakily. “It feels… good.”
I stroked her cheek and began to move, tentative thrusts which grew gradually more frenzied. My movements hit deeper and her nails dug into me, blazing trails along my skin. Her moans grew louder, encouraging me, clenching around my balls. Her pussy felt like paradise, and I never wanted to leave.
She tensed, so I slowed my thrusts. “Don’t stop, Amon,” she panted, telling me exactly what she thought about that. “Please.”
I snapped. There was no stopping now. My thrusts sped up and pleasure radiated in my balls. It didn’t take long for me to reach my tipping point. My body tightened, my movements becoming jerky and my balls expanding, and I shot my cum into her.
My cock twitched and twitched as I shuddered above her, feeling her palms stroking my back and her warm breath fanning my neck. I pressed my forehead into her shoulder.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
I searched her flushed face.
“What for?” It couldn’t be for giving her a second orgasm, because I definitely hadn’t.
“For being patient and gentle.”
I kissed her throat softly, my cock still pulsing inside her pliable body. I could feel her pulse throb under her skin, our scents mixing together.
I carefully slid out of her and pulled her toward me, wrapping my arms around her. She lifted her head, searching my face.
“Was it… was it good for you?”
I let out a strangled laugh. She was worried whether it was good for me when she was the one who’d bled.
“Yes. And I promise it won’t be as painful next time.” I nuzzled her neck. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”
She let out a dreamy sigh.
“You didn’t.” She sucked in a breath and I stilled above her as she glanced down between our bodies. An alert shot through me. “Oh shit.”
In my sex-infused brain, it took me a second to realize what she was looking at. My cum and her blood.
“Fuck,” I muttered. I was so lost and lust-filled, I forgot the condom. Ineverforgot it; never went bareback. “Are you on the pill?” The expression on her face was my answer. “Don’t worry,” I assured her, although I was worried too. It was her first time; it wasn’t mine. I should have been smarter.
I slid off the bed and moved to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth. I sank down beside the woman who’d changed my view on life and gently parted her legs.
I wiped her swollen pussy with even strokes, stopping only when her skin glistened.
“I’m sorry,” she croaked, and I found her blue eyes shimmering with worry. “I even had a condom in my stupid wallet.”
I threw away the washcloth before pressing my palm against her lower belly.
“Don’t apologize. I lost my head. It was irresponsible on my part.” She shook her head, opening her mouth no doubt to contradict me. “If something comes of it, we’ll handle it together.”
“But—”
“Together, cinnamon girl.”
I’d protect this girl, my woman, at any cost. Even if it meant burning down the world.
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REINA
The early morning light cast soft shadows on the room as I registered a heavy arm on me. The familiar heat and scent pressed against me.
