It’s our fifth anniversary. I can’t believe we’ve been married so long already and I’m only now starting to get used to people calling me Princess Addison. Except at work. No one calls me that at the law firm here in Tanovia where I work. I put in two days a week pro bono, working on international civil rights cases.

Henry and I have two children, little Anika, who just turned two, and Charles, who is nearly four. If Henry has his way, we’ll be getting started on number three tonight. We’ve gone up to the lodge, just the two of us. The kids are tucked in bed back in the palace, safe and warm with their grandparents to watch over them. My mom lives at the palace as well. She hasn’t touched a drop of alcohol for over seven years, and we’ve never been closer. She’s happy, surrounded by love and acceptance here, which makes my life all the more complete.

Henry goes to get a bottle of champagne for us and I strip down to a sexy black bra and panty set with garters holding up my tights.

Henry walks in to find me standing at the foot of the four-poster bed. I smile as I watch his eyes grow wide. “You should go sit down for a minute.”

He sets down the champagne and glasses, then loosens his tie as he makes his way to the armchair in front of the fire. I wait until he sits down then saunter over in my heels and kneel in front of him.

I tug off his tie and set it aside, then slowly unbutton the cuffs of his shirt, then each button down the front until I reveal what I’ve been waiting for. His sculpted chest is exposed and calling to me.

He shrugs off his shirt, and I unbuckle his pants, freeing his waiting cock. I stare up at him as I lower my mouth over him, leaving a ring of red lipstick as close the base as I can get. I lick and suck on his smooth, perfect shaft as though I’m starving and this is the only thing that will satisfy me. Because it is. He is.

I bob my mouth up and down while I stroke his cock and rub his balls with my fingers. Gripping the back of my head, Henry is careful not to push me down. Instead he stops me.

“Wait. I want us to finish together.”

He holds his hands out to me and helps me up off my knees, then stands so we’re facing each other. A few seconds later, he’s completely nude in front of me and his hands are on my waist. He tugs at the fabric covering my breasts, and they pop out the top, my nipples already beading with desire. His mouth covers one nipple and he swirls his tongue around it before taking me in between his teeth. I gasp a little and feel a warmth pool in my thong. The second time he does it, I almost come. I grip his perfect backside and pull him closer so his erection is against my tummy now.

Our kisses grow more urgent as he backs me over to the bear skin rug and lays me down. He kneels before me, then with a quick tug, my panties are ripped off and I’m bared to him in the soft light of the fire.

He lowers his face between my thighs, spreading my legs apart with his big hands to make room for his mouth. His tongue is feather-soft, fluttering around my clit, making me wild with desire. Finally, when I can’t take it anymore, he plunges his tongue inside my pussy, lapping up my juices and thrusting until I come undone, spilling my essence all over his mouth.

He stays there for a good, long time, drawing out every last ounce of my orgasm. When it’s over, I hold my head up for a minute and grin down at him. “I thought we were supposed to come together.”

“For our anniversary, I’m giving you multiple orgasms tonight.” He grins as he straightens up and runs his hands over my thighs.

“And all I got you was a tie.”

“That’s okay, you’ll make it up to me.”

Laying on top of me, he works his long, hard cock in between my pussy lips. With one hard thrust, he plunges inside me, making me gasp, then moan with pleasure. The feeling is incredible. We kiss and I run my hands over his muscly body as he fills me and pumps himself into me slowly but forcefully. I start to come, squeezing my pussy around his huge dick. I scream out his name and soak his cock, finally rewarded with him pulsing and tensing inside me. He slams himself into me over and over, each time lifting my ass off the floor while he fills me with his seed. When it’s done, he stays inside me, laying down on top of me, then flipping us onto our sides so he isn’t putting his full weight on me. He holds my cheek with one hand and kisses me again. We stay like this until I feel that he’s hard again.

I pout when he pulls out, but then he lays on his back and pulls me on top of him, so I’m sitting on his lap.

“Already, Henry?” I ask.

“We’re finally alone. I’m going to make use of every second of this night,” he says, pulling my face down for a kiss. “I’m going to make sure I take you home pregnant.”

I lean down and kiss him while I wiggle my hips and find his hard cock with my pussy. He slides inside me and we start again, knowing that this is forever. I’ll always be the prince’s bride.