Page 98 of Prince of Storms
“I want to be inside you,” he rumbled into my ear, his cock straining against me as he spoke, doing that fun little flex thing it sometimes did when guys get extremely aroused for a second.
A smile graced my lips at the knowledge that I had caused that. That was the effect I had on the man I intended to marry, and though he was driving me wild, there was physical evidence of myself doing the same. He longed for me.
“Oh,Tor,” I moaned into his ear as my head lolled back, my mouth finding his cheek and neck, kissing it, sucking on it, biting it.
He growled and grabbed the shaft of his cock, pressing the tip to my entrance. I squirmed, moving against it, wanting him desperately inside me. As deep as I could take it.
When the tip entered me, I gasped. Tor released his grip to let more slide inside while he rubbed my clit. The combination of sensations and the risky nature of where we were only heightened my arousal, sending me over the edge without warning. My hands clamped down on his hips as I struggled to stay balanced, my moans filling the throne room. I couldn’t stop it or myself.
“So hot,” he murmured, nibbling at my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine that brought goosebumps.
“Thank you,” I said, sitting upright, eager to take the rest of him into me and exert a bit of my own control. I rose up on my heels, however, so that I didn’t immediately slide all the way down the shaft.
That would be my fun.
“You’re so hard,” I observed, loving the rigidity of his cock inside me.
“You do that to me,” he teased.
I looked back and grinned. “You know what else I’m doing to do to you?” I asked, lifting my hips up until only the tip of his cock was still inside me.
“What’s that?”
I slid all the way down his shaft.
One of the doors opened, and three people entered the throne room.
I bit down, clenching my jaw as hard as I could, my face turning red as I struggled not to make a single sound. It was near impossible with his thick, hard cock all but rearranging my insides as it filled me to bursting, my walls clamping down hard around it in a mind-numbing orgasm that I simply could not let out.
“My lord!” one of the dragons called in surprise, seeing us sitting on the Throne. “You’re back.”
“I am,” Tor said, his voice taut.
“We … we didn’t know,” another said, bowing his head respectfully.
“There is no reason you should,” Tor said, shifting under me.
The movement set his cock moving around inside me. I couldn’t help it, I squeaked.
“Sorry,” I said breathlessly to the dragons, all of whom glanced at me quizzically. “My first time in the throne room.”
“This is my mate,” Tor said with what sounded like pure regality, though I doubted it did to the dragons. Theyhadto know what was up. They just had to. My face burned with embarrassment.
“My lady,” the three dragons intoned as one.
“The Princess of Storms has arrived,” Tor announced. “We have passed the Test and been confirmed by the God-King. That means it is a time for celebration.”
“Of course!” the first dragon spoke. “I’ll get to planning right away.”
“Excellent,” Tor said, his hips shifting underneath me. It wasn’t much movement, but it was enough to rub against certain sensitive parts inside me. The folds of my skirt hid his movement from the other dragons, however, so he didn’t have to stop.
My face, on the other hand, was fully visible. I glanced back at him slightly as his cock twitched, making me draw in a sharp breath, but he just smiled.
“Make it a grand party,” Tor said. “Invite the other clan heads, representatives. All of that.”
“Consider it done, Prince Torrent.”
One of Torrent’s hands snaked under my dress again, his fingers slowly circling my clit. I went still. He didn’t stop.
