Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 119158 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 596(@200wpm)___ 477(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119158 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 596(@200wpm)___ 477(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
“No? I thought you enjoyed it.” There was a hint of laughter in his voice because he knew exactly how much I enjoyed it.
“I do. Gods, I do,” I admitted with a soft moan. I paused, trying to get past my reluctance at telling him what I desired.
“What?” He pressed his face into the side of my head so that his lips were next to my ear. When he spoke, his voice was low enough to make his words just for me. “Are you worried that I don’t enjoy it? I assure you, I love the feel of your cock on my tongue. The taste of your cum is pure ecstasy.”
It was as though he’d found this hidden panel of buttons within me and delighted in slamming his hand down on all of them at the same time. It was only a matter of time before he figured out how to make me come with his words alone.
“No, I want…I want us to come at the same time.” My fingers broke free of their Nylian dirty talk paralysis and crept inside of his pants to run along the side of his cock.
“Yes,” he hissed. His entire body froze for a moment, as if he were soaking in my tentative touch. In the next skip of my heart, he burst into action, shoving his pants lower on his thighs so that his cock was free. He did the same with my pants and stepped closer so our dicks rubbed together.
White hot pleasure rocketed through me at the intimate contact, but Nylian wasn’t done by a long shot. He pulled the hand caressing his dick up to his mouth and licked the palm and sucked on each needy digit. Only when he’d rendered my brain useless did he place my hand between us and wrap it around our cocks together.
Covering my hand with his, he guided me in slow, powerful strokes. “This what you had in mind?” he asked in a strained voice.
“Fuck, yes.” With my free hand, I threaded my fingers through his hair and pulled him to me, slamming my mouth over his. The kiss was filthy as our tongues and teeth fought for dominance. All attempts to be quiet were long gone. The sounds coming from the closet were wet and sloppy, punctuated by groans and broken gasps.
Nylian grabbed my ass with his empty hand, kneading the flesh and muscle as though he meant to make bread with it. Those long fingers inched closer to my hole. It tensed and tightened in fear, and Nylian chuckled.
“One day, I’m going to fuck you,” he stated, his voice low and thick as honey. His hand on our cocks sped up, driving me closer to the edge. “Would you like that? Would you like my dick deep inside you, stretching you? I swear, I’ll give you the best orgasm of your entire life.”
As he finished speaking, one long finger brushed across my hole and pressed down, coming so close to pushing in. That was it. What tenuous hold I had on my orgasm snapped.
“Yes!” I shouted as the world exploded, hot cum spilling over our joined hands. Nylian’s cry echoed my own as he followed me over the cliff, his dick pulsing against mine.
Nylian collapsed on me, his face buried in the crook of my shoulder, his fingers gripping my ass so hard I was sure he was going to leave bruises. Our chests bumped as we frantically gasped for air.
“How…how do you know…what’s going to break me each time?” I demanded between pants.
I could feel Nylian grin. “Because you’re mine.”
There was no point in replying. We’d already had that discussion, which had resulted in him melting my brain and heart.
Nylian took pity on me. He straightened and kissed my chin. “Let’s return to our room so I can give you a proper bath, my precious pet.”
That final word brought me back to reality. That and the sudden scuff of a shoe as someone hurried away from our current “hiding” place in the closet.
I had to be blushing bright enough to light the dark space. I hurried to tuck myself away while batting aside Nylian’s less-than-helpful hands. The elf was fucking shameless. I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel his smugness filling the tiny closet. Oh yes, he’d done a great job of bending this self-proclaimed straight boy into a goddamn pretzel.
We slipped out of the closet and paused for several seconds, but all was quiet. No stomp of feet as guards rushed to arrest us for spying on the queen. We’d escaped being discovered as sneaks so far, but the queen had made it clear that we needed to get the fuck out of Galinaes. She wasn’t the one who’d killed Orian, but she had wicked plans for Nylian and I had no doubt that she’d torture me to force the prince into doing as she ordered. I wasn’t ready to put Nylian’s new possessive streak to the test.