Royal Obsession (Fated Royals 3) - Page 34

This angle was good, but not good enough, so I pulled my face out of her pussy long enough to say, “On your back.”

She rolled to the side, doing just as she was asked, staying in a tight ball with her hands on her breasts. She searched my face, waiting for my next command.

“You’re doing fucking amazing,” I told her, trailing my fingertip down her thigh and hip.

She smiled at me then, eyes glistening in the firelight. “I am?”

“Perfect,” I said, licking her wetness off my lips. “Now put your hands over your head.” I lifted my chin to signal to her. “Stretch them, all the way out.”

She snuggled down into the saddle pad and placed her wrists on the floor of the cave above her. The fire had warmed the space and the light danced miraculously on her pale skin.

“Good. Now cuff your left hand with your right, like this,” I said, showing her with my own wrists. I made a circle of my thumb and middle finger around my wrist, keeping it tight and holding it up to show her.

She copied the movement and showed me. “Like this?”

“Like that. And don’t you fucking let that wrist go, you hear me? You move your hands, I stop.”

She nodded, with her head raised slightly off the floor of the cave. “Okay. I understand.”

“Good.” I parted her legs and eased my way down between her thighs, with my face just inches from her virgin cunt. Still, she kept her head lifted. Watching my every move. Attentive, nervous. Excited. All the things I’d always wanted her to be for me.

While she was still watching me, I studied her pussy. I’d seen her naked plenty of times, but I’d never been able to get as close as I’d needed. It was every bit as silky and inviting as I’d hoped. And her scent was fucking intoxicating. All the more so because she was actually dripping for me.

I raised my eyes to hers. “Relax, baby. Relax.”

With a deep breath that lifted her tits, she closed her eyes and eased her head back onto the saddle pad, hands bound and legs spread.

I took my fucking time eating her out. I was in no rush to have her cum for me. I could have stayed there, tasting her, enjoying her, all fucking night.

Under my tongue, I felt her clit begin to swell and flutter. I used gentle tongue strokes sometimes, more vigorous ones at others. I kept her hips positioned like I wanted them with my hands, tipping her up as needed to get the best angle on her lips, her clit, and her opening. As I worked on her, she got closer and closer, her moans growing louder and higher. More desperate for release.

When I felt she was ready, when her toes where curled and her nipples were hard, when the only word she knew was my name, I gave it to her. Her very first orgasm ever.

And goddamn, how she roared. In the throes of it, she let go of her wrists to hang onto my head, using her grip to get better leverage and rise up slightly off the cave floor. She was a fucking wild thing when she came, loud and nasty and fucking sexy as hell.

I drank her down as she came, sucking up her wetness and her juices like a man who’d walked for years through the desert before finally finding the oasis that would save his life.

With a gasp, she let go of my head and relaxed down onto the saddle pad once more. I pulled away from her clit just a little, to give her a breather, and to catch my breath, too.

“Fuck almighty,” I said, cleaning my face on the inside of her thighs.

Her head popped up again. “Was that… okay?”

Okay? “Yeah. Which is unfortunate. Because it was so perfect, you’re going to have to do it for me again.”

There was that smile. That fucking smile that broke me so goddamned hard. I felt so good, so right, there between her legs, that I found myself smiling back. Her eyes registered surprise and she reached out to touch my face.

“You look so handsome when you smile, Maksim.”

Glancing down at her pussy, I decided that sensitive though she might be, she was fucking ready for another.

“Then I’ll make you a deal. You keep on coming dirty like that for me and I’ll keep on smiling at you.”

She pressed her lips together, still smiling, and nodded at me with sparkling eyes. Then she cuffed her own wrist again, lifted her hands above her head, stretching them out long, and said, “Deal,” before relaxing back to down, ready to give me more of her honey-sweet cum.

But as I gently parted her swollen folds with my tongue, I wanted badly to pull my cock out and get inside her. My balls were screaming at me to finish the job, to get inside her and make her mine. Inhaling her scent deep into my lungs, I resisted that fucking primal urge, as I had so many times before.

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