He answered with a beastly growl, bracing himself against the bedding with his back bowed to meet my every thrust.
“You’re firm everywhere else, but your hole is so soft and supple. So receptive,” I murmured.
“Mercier, please,” he groaned.Breeder,he’d called himself last night. The urge was there. Breed him?Gladly.He turned everything upside down and threatened my practiced self-control. Like now. I was reckless with pleasure, high on his scent. My thigh muscles burned as I hammered into him with purpose. The prince was my compulsion.
“Show me how good you are,” I said. His spine arched, muscles rippling down his back in a sensuous choreography. His wings trembled, emitting a low hum as he tilted his head to one side and bared his neck. Through a fog of lust, my gaze landed on the faded marks from my betrothal bite. Saliva flooded mymouth as my canines throbbed with desire and I was suddenly upon him. Without any warning, my teeth sank into his tender flesh. He bucked upward but my rhythm never faltered.
“Fuck me,” Cedrych gasped and reached back with one hand to grip my hair. This sort of desperation wasn’t normal for me. I was measured, restrained, and only acted after serious consideration. Protocol was my standard, but something about the prince made me an absolute beast.
The prince hissed from the pain, his channel tightening around me and pulsing with what I knew to be the prelude to his orgasm. One day I’d train him to come on command, but for now, his climax fortuitously triggered my own. I slammed into him a few more times, dizzy from the taste of his blood and the surge of ecstasy coursing through me. The urge to breed him intensified, to plant my seed in his womb and watch it grow, but that would be reckless. Goddess, he tasted divine. What I would give toownthis magnificent body, this man…forever.Lost to the dizzying high, I was coherent enough to know that I needed to pull away before I drank too much.
“My lord,” he moaned with his head lowered. “Don’t stop.”
“Don’t tempt me, Cedrych. I’m the one in control.”Barely,I thought as I licked the puncture wounds to heal them, savoring every last drop.
“Goddess, this feels amazing,” he murmured, still rocking his hips to chase the sensation, caught up in the same heady bliss as me. I rested on top of him with his blood still tickling my taste buds and his channel cocooning my cock. He could have asked me for anything, and I’d have happily given it to him. But Cedrych didn’t want anything beyond my loyalty and devotion because his heart was pure and true.
Eventually, I floated down like a feather and had the wherewithal to make sure he was okay. “Are you satisfied?” Iasked, collecting the sweat from his skin with my tongue just to taste him.
“For now,” he said with mischief.
“I’ll spend the morning repairing you and the afternoon punishing you,” I said because Cedrych liked to know the itinerary ahead of time. I’d rather spend the entire day in bed with him, but there were matters we must attend to.
“And the evening?” he asked.
“I’ll spend the evening inside you. You’ll be sleeping in my chambers from now on.”
“Will I, my lord?” he said cheekily. “And why is that?”
Why indeed? Because I didn’t feel whole when the prince was absent. To think I almost lost him yesterday.
“Our guards’ attention won’t be divided if they have only one suite of rooms to watch,” I told him, the more practical reason. “And it’ll be easier for me to keep an eye on you. I needn’t remind you how terribly disobedient you were just yesterday.”
“Is that the only reason you want me in your bed?” he purred while squeezing me with his supple muscle. The devilish smirk he gave me over one shoulder must have had all the hearts aflutter in the fae realm. Not me though. Not mine.
“You’re awfully bold, considering my cock’s still buried deep inside you,” I warned.
“I’ve been called a brat once or twice.”
“Mybrat,” I corrected. He’d been sent to me for discipline, but we’d gotten caught up in something bigger than us both. I didn’t wish to dwell on the impermanence of our situation.
He turned over to face me and my cock slipped out, causing me a pang of longing. “Do you like having me here? In your fortress? In your bed?” he asked.
“Are you looking for reassurance?” I asked him.
“Yes, s’pose I am,” he said with bald honesty. I was proud of him and how far we’d come, that he trusted me enough to show his true vulnerability.
“This is where you belong, Cedrych. Here, in this fortress, with me.” I emphasized the point with a tender kiss to his forehead.
“Warming your cock?” he asked.
“And other vital organs,” I said and he laughed. Then he rolled us both and pinned me to the mattress. The man was strong. If it were anyone else, I’d be fighting them off in a panic, but the prince had special privileges.
“Iwantto be here in your fortress and in your bed,Mercier.” He planted a trail of kisses down the center of my chest, then gave one nipple a hard suck that had my cock stirring, the insatiable beast. “I’m learning a lot from you. Not only how to service royal dick.”
“Excellent marks on that, Cedrych. With regards to servicing royal dick, you’re an apt pupil.”
“My tutor knows a thing or two. But there’s another reason why I want to be here,” he said.
