Page 1 of Blood of the Ruthless

ONE

Cassia

Layingon Prince Sulien’s enormous four-poster bed feels like laying on a bed of feathers. I’ve made this bed a hundred times before, hating it with every fluff of the pillows, but laying on it is a different story. I’ve never felt luxury like this before, and the sensation of the soft material against my skin as I move my arms and legs sends goosebumps rising on my skin. Closing my eyes, I lean back and nestle into the pillows.

I could stay here forever.

A big, warm hand slides up my calf, then my thigh, and pauses. I arch, feeling desperate, feeling restless… like there’s lightning trapped under my skin, and I’ll burst if I don’t release it. And then, that hand slides up under my gown and touches me, stroking me gently in a way that sends goosebumps rising on my skin.

Shivering, I moan loudly, and Prince Sulien’s low growl reverberates through the air. He strokes me with exquisite movements. Sliding his fingers gently against my folds, growing my arousal with each stroke. Sometimes his pressure is light. Other times it’s harder, and his calloused fingers feelsoincredible that it’s hard to keep from moaning out loud over and over.

“How does that feel?” he whispers, his voice husky.

I arch a little more as he skims my clit. “Fucking amazing.”

He chuckles, and the sound is low and sexy. “You’re so beautiful, and you feel so damn good. So soft. So incredible. I can’t wait to have you.”

I twist my hands into the bed sheets as his thumb finds my clit and starts to work it. My breath comes in and out so fast my head gets light. “This is better than my dreams.”

“Your dreams? You’ve dreamed of us together.”

In any other position, I might be embarrassed, but I can’t when he’s touching me like this. “Yes.”

He’s silent for a minute, then whispers, “You’ve been in far too many of my dreams, too.” His hand pulls away, and I almost demand he come back when he climbs on top of me. His body huge compared to my own. Huge and hard, just like I’m sure his cock is.

Unable to help myself, I wrap my arms around his neck, my eyes opening as I do. Damn, this man is beautiful. His long, dark hair is left loose around his shoulder, framing his face, and those impossibly-colored amber eyes of his hold me under his spell. I trail one hand back across his face, laying my palm cradling his cheek for a moment before combing back his hair, and he leans into my touch, nuzzling against me in a way that makes the harsh man seem gentler.

“How is it that you do this to me?” he asks, and he sounds genuinely surprised. “How have you put me under your spell?”

I smile, his words warming me. “I’m told I have a magical pussy.”

His brows rise. “Magicalpussy?”

I nod, not having a clue where I’m going with this. “No man can resist it.”

“They better, or they’ll find their end at the edge of my sword,” he growls, his eyes flashing with rage.

I shiver. Prince Sulien jealous is averysexy sight. “Maybe I’ll findmyend at the edge of your sword.”

His anger melts away and a seductive grin plays across his lips. One that has my pulse racing before he lowers himself, putting his full weight on top of me. His erection presses between my thighs, and it’s hard to breathe. Just the thought that I turn him on like this, the silent, brooding man, makes everything inside of me feel like it’s on fire.

“Maybe I should test out this magic pussy of yours, then?”

Every muscle in my body is tense as he slowly runs his tongue from my collarbone up to my neck. I arch my back in response, and my body hums for more. He takes the opportunity to move his hand down to my ass, grabbing a handful of it and groaning as his face hovers over mine. I look up into his auburn eyes and his gaze is filled with lust.

Moving my hand back to tangle into the nape of his long, black hair, I pull him down into a kiss. It starts off soft and grows rougher with each second that passes until his tongue slides into my mouth. I meet his with my own, tearing a groan from his lips, and the sound makes me feel frantic.

Breaking our kiss, panting hard, I hold his gaze as I slide my hand down his body between us. His eyes widen in disbelief when I unbutton his pants and slide my hand inside. To my surprise, not only is he hard, but he’s slick with pre-cum.

When I stroke him from root to tip, he bucks, groaning my name. His eyes close and his jaw tightens as I continue stroking him. I start off slow, squeezing a little tighter as I near the tip each time. Glorying in the feel of my hand around him. Knowing I’m the one touching him like this. My Summer Prince.

“If you’re enjoying that, just wait for me.”

My eyes fly open, and I find Prince Cobar standing beside the bed, watching us. His pants tented with his arousal.When the hell did he get here?Pulling my hand out of Prince Sulien’s pants, I attempt to cover myself up, then realize my thin dress still covers me, and yet I feel so vulnerable.

“What are you doing here?” I gasp, my heart hammering for completely different reasons.

To my surprise, Prince Sulien smiles. “I know this is strange, but give us a chance. Trust us.”

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