Page 81 of Prince of the Northwest Forest
We use the unscented soap and shampoo to get the trail dust off us; then, as the water runs, I grab a towel to use as a cushion and drop to my knees before Kalle. He’s large, proud, haughty, and hard. And the look on his face says that he would give up his royal status for this.
Which makes me feel exceptionally powerful.
I reach up to touch his hardness. It’s a princely cock, because of course it is. A thing of beauty.
I lick the tip, then use my lips to suck on it. Kalle’s knees buckle slightly, which turns me on.
I suck him down deeper, loving the way he feels in my mouth. The springy tip. The straining part under the head. How his skin is velvety yet he’s so fucking hard. Even wet and freshly cleaned, he smells like a man, but he also has this forest scent about him. Like a pine tree or the wind whipping through the mountains.
I want him to fuck me. Or maybe he’d rather I fuck him. I don’t care. For now, though, I want to make him come.
Popping off, I look up. “Use me. Show me how far you want me to take you in.”
“Won’t you gag?”
“Maybe.” I shrug. “I’ll stop if I need to. But I don’t think I will need to.”
He grimaces, but it’s an expression of pleasure, I think. “I don’t know that I can hold back.”
“I don’t want you to.”
Very slowly, Prince Kalle shoves his cock down my throat. I swallow around it a few times, and he groans in pleasure. “Justice,” he whines. “This feels. So. Fucking. Amazing.Firecats.” Then he makes some inarticulate noises. He pulls out to let me take a few breaths, and then he does it again. And again.
Kalle keeps talking. “I’ve dreamed about this. And I’ve dreamed about doing it to you. I want you.” He’s gripping my hair, fucking my face, water spilling all around us. “I’m not going to last long, Justice.”
I can’t respond in words, but I encourage him by pulling his ass closer to me. I want him to come. I want him to lose control. I want him to wreck my vocal cords. Make it so I can’t talk properly for days.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.Firecats, this is so?—”
He keeps thrusting in and pulling out, and I’m almost to the point where I’m going to need a break when he shoves into me and starts pulsing, a delicious moan coming out of his mouth.
I know he needed that release. I can’t go much longer without one or I feel like I’m going to start humping trees.
Kalle gently pulls out of my mouth, but I chase his dick, wanting to suckle on it a little more. Letting him come down from his high.
He runs his fingers through my hair, then pulls me up and kisses me. An open-mouthed, hungry kiss where he grips my face to his, our tongues tangling. When we separate, he pants, “That was something out of my dreams. Let me return the favor.” And Kalle, Prince of the Northwest Forest, gracefully falls to his knees in front of me.
If I thought it was hot servicing the prince, that’s nothing compared to this. I know he’s never been with a man before, but his movements are sure, not fumbling. He’s also not hesitating.
I stop him with my hand. “You know, you don’t have to reciprocate.”
“I know. I want to.”
Who am I to argue with royalty? I inhale sharply as he nuzzles my skin, his aristocratic nose nudging my groin. Then he opens his mouth and takes my cock into it. It’s something I’ve dreamed of, but the reality, the warmth and wetness, make me want to come immediately. At the same time, I want this to last forever.
There’s a balance here between savoring the experience and not hurting him. The sooner I come, the less he has to do. “Kalle, you’re making me feel amazing,” I whisper. I move my hips slightly, and he gags. I wince. “Sorry.”
He nods in a way that I take to meanIt’s quite all right. Then he starts sucking in earnest, using his hand, too. He doesn’t go that far down, likely because he doesn’t want to gag again, but I can come from pressure at the underside of the head alone. And this is so fucking good.
“I can’t tell you … nrgh … You look so hot,” I gasp. “You’re doing so well.” I want to just rut into him. My entire body seizes up, and I start coming, my brain zapping out and my knees weakening.
Like I did to him, Kalle doesn’t pull off of me fast, but instead milks my cock as if he enjoys it.
When I’m down from my high, I help him to his feet, and we kiss languidly, like we have all the time in the world … though I know we don’t.
He needs to return to his lands.
He needs to come up with a solution to the troubles with the Fire Realm.
