She sighs, her hands twining around my neck as I grip her ass and pull her tightly to me.
“You snuck up on me,” she scolds.
“I didn’t want to interrupt your studies.” I slide my tongue along hers, my blood heating up at her touch.
“Please, interrupt all you like. Anytime.” She kisses me back. “All the time.”
“My queen misses me?” I tease as I carry her from the library and past another set of gawking students.
“Someparts of you,” she teases.
“Which parts are those?” I wrap my arm around her waist and take off at a run, jumping from the parapet and catching the wind.
“I think you know which one.” She giggles against my mouth as I carry us high around the center spire.
“Then you shall have it.” I float us down to the royal chambers, then carry her to our bed. “All of it.”
Pushing up her dress, I still. “Where are your undergarments, my treasure?”
She shrugs, her grin impish. “They seemed unnecessary today.”
“Unnecessary?” I push her back onto the bed and spread her legs wide. Gods, the sight of her. The perfection of her pink cunt.
“Well, you tear them off half the time. I figured I’d save yet another pair from having to go to the mender.”
“You are a thoughtful queen.” I drop to my knees and yank her to the edge of the bed.
When I lick her from her entrance to her juicy clit, she bucks. I hold her hips down and feast on her, sucking and licking her honey until her thighs shake.
“Vander!” she cries as I focus on her clit, tonguing it again and again as I slide two fingers inside her slick pussy. She’s so wet for me, her body ready.
Pulling back, I watch my fingers, working them in and out of her. “I’ve waited all day for this. All day, my treasure, I’ve pictured this.”
She gasps as I return my tongue to her sweet flesh, lashing against her clit as she arches from the bed. When I feel her reach the edge, I curl my fingers, stroking her from the inside as I play her with my tongue.
She comes on a low moan, her pussy pulsing around my fingers as I keep working, keep sucking her clit and swallowing her honey.
When she shudders and tries to close her legs, I spread them wider. “No, my queen. I’m not done.” I rise and pull her to her feet, then strip her dress from her.
She squeals. “The menders?—”
“Love repairing your finery.” I strip her completely, tossing the ripped dress aside and marveling at my mate. Her hard nipples, her pussy still gleaming from my mouth.
I grab my shirt and pull it from my head, then unfasten my pants and push them down. She sinks with them, dropping to herknees beside the bed. Without warning, she takes my hard cock into her mouth.
I groan, my entire body lit with fire as she sucks and stares up at me with her gold-flecked eyes.
“Two can play that game,” she simpers down the bond and takes me as far into her mouth as she can. When my head hits the back of her throat, I force myself to stay still. To not thrust. To not fuck her face like my instincts demand.
She laves my cock, her wicked tongue sliding up and down as her small hand grips my base.
“Touch yourself. I know you want to,” I grate out.
Obediently, she reaches between her legs, spreading her lips and using her fingertips to rub her swollen clit.
Her eyes roll as she nods on my cock, my tip hitting the roof of her mouth over and over as I grip her silky hair.
“That’s it. Take it all, my treasure.”
