Page 76 of The Warlord's Princess
She satiates every part of me, to the very marrow of my bones.
Keeping her feet apart, she brings her knees together teasingly.
I pull forward, going to all fours, crawling up my Little Vaeyark so that I am face to face with her. “What you do to me,” I growl, bringing my mouth to hers and biting her lower lip.
She makes needy sounds against me, her body gyrating in a most exotic rhythm.
In a swift tug, I undo the fastens keeping her outer layer on, groaning when it falls open, revealing a see-through layer underneath that makes me feral with lust.
Her fingers claw my chest as she writhes, mewling with such need, my cock leaks into my loin shift.
I pull her away from the log so that she lies flat on the forest floor.
She reaches down, grabbing my growing bulge. I yank my pants down, eager to rub against her warm body.
“I need it,” she urges, lifting her hips and grinding against me.
I kiss down her chin and neck to her soft breasts.
She gives a frustrated grunt, jerking her hips aggressively, yearning for me.
I brush her hair away from her face, taking in the sight of her pout. “Calm down, my Little Vaeyark.”
“I want it,” she huffs, the scent of intoxicant thick on her breath.
“Can you not see me, ready to serve, eager to lick your delicious pussy?”
“No—I want it all.”
I arch a brow. “All?”
She sighs, running her fingers through my hair. “I know what this is, and what it’s not. But maybe, for a night, we could forget all that and be something more?”
“For a night?”
She nods, her eyes boring into mine. “A night.”
I can deny her nothing, but the truth is, I want more.
She will know she is mine. I will tell her after our true coupling, because she will not heed my words well when she is so deep in lust.
First, I must ready her to take me.
I kiss down her body, bathing her small breasts with my tongue to the tune of her moans. She pushes down on my shoulders, urging me to her sex.
Ravenous for the weak girl, I lick straight up her center, savoring her sweet flavor, making her soft muscles turn hard.
It is not long before she cries her release, her heels digging into my back, her fingers grabbing my hair as she grinds her hips against me, chasing precious pleasure until all at once, her body relaxes and she gives a big sigh.
Maddened by lust, I stalk up her body, rubbing my face across her skin, reveling in her warmth.
She makes her limbs pliable for me as I move into position, her eyes fixed on me, her lower lip tucked between her teeth.
“Are you sure?” I ask, though I know not why, for her scent is thick with her lust.
She nods curtly. “I want to experience this, Ramsey. I want to experience you.”
I shift my hips, lining my cock head with her wet center. The sounds that erupt from her lips make my sac fill with seed, and I wonder if I should worry that it will take, and her belly will grow round as Elena’s now is.
