Stolen Princess

I don’t get a reprieve as his mouth alternates from one and then the other. Both of his big rough hands encompass my tender skin, and sweat trickles down my spine. My body must be on fire, but I don’t dare open my eyes to check as the pleasure mounts.

My nipples are already so sensitive, yet I want more of his attention. I shouldn’t be acting this way. But it’s too late to turn back. My body has awoken to pleasure like I’ve never dreamed of. And I will cling to it. To him.

“More,” I whine when his tongue flicks over my nipple, over and over. The flip of his warm slickness against me is nearly too much. Dampness has begun to spread between my legs, and I may die if I don’t find the edge of what’s building.

Chapter 4

Karim

Her moans are burning my body alive. The sound makes my own need increase to unbearable heights, and I need to satisfy the beast. The monster inside me is calling for her, and he won’t be silenced any longer.

Kneeling down in front of her, I push the frothy material up to her hips. I have to taste her. There’s nothing I can do to stop the hunger. When I push it to her waist, she grips the material and holds it out of the way for me.

“Good girl,” I say, and run my hands up her legs.

She’s wearing a pair of pink cotton panties that show a little wet spot. Her pussy is in need, and as her king I will see to her every need. After all, tonight she’ll become my wife in the eyes of the kingdom. It’s my royal duty to eat her pussy as long and as often as my queen wishes.

I press my nose to her panty-covered center and smell her scent. I close my eyes and moan at the heavenly smell of her cunt.

“I must taste you, my Giselle.”

I pull the panties to the side, revealing the little lips on her innocent pink pussy. I lick my lips and then lean forward, licking the slit. The taste is like sugar and woman on my tongue, and I see her legs tremble. I do it again, and this time she moves one leg out to the side, allowing me to taste more of her, giving herself over to me.

Taking the opening, I cover her pussy with my mouth and lap at her like a tiger, licking up her cream and nearly purring with delight. Her taste is so perfect. So mine. Her hand grips my hair tightly as I continue to pleasure her. Her legs spread a little more, and my hands go to her ass, gripping her cheeks and pulling her pussy closer to my mouth.

Her loud moans echo in the room, but I have no way to silence her. I don’t want anyone but me to ever hear her sounds of delight, but her cunt has me so distracted that I can’t focus on that right this second.

She raises one of her legs and drapes it over my shoulder, so I grab the other and do the same. I’m on my knees in front of her, holding her to the wall by her ass. Her legs are over my shoulders and I’m eating her pussy like I’m a man on death row and this is my last meal.

Her juices are slick and making my need painful. I would play with my cock right now, but one touch would send me over the edge. I need to be inside her before I go off.

Slipping my thumb inside her pussy, I feel just how tight she is. She lets out a little whine, but a few thrusts with it and she’s begging for it harder. Fuck, she’s going to kill me. I’m too desperate for her, too far gone to try to make sense of this. I’m just enjoying the feeling of finally being with my other half. I’ll think it all through later. Much later.

“Please. Stop. Wait, don’t stop. Oh God, I don’t know what’s happening. It’s too much.”

“My sweet little Gigi. You’re the most delicious treat I’ve ever eaten. But I think the honey you’re about to give me might be even better.”

My mouth goes to her clit, and I lick it over and over until I feel her muscles tense, and she nearly climbs out of my arms. I have to grip her ass so hard that I’m probably leaving bruises. But I keep eating as her cunt pulses around my tongue and I drink down her sweet pleasure.

Her orgasm goes on for so long that it turns into a second and then a third. I feel like I’ve gone into battle and conquered a kingdom. Like I’ve waged war and my prize is my woman’s perfect pussy cumming on my face again and again. I could lift this castle over my head if she’d only command me to.

Once I’ve wrung out the last of her pleasure, she softens against me. The grip on my hair loosens, and I give her pussy one last kiss before I take her in my arms and lay her on the couch in the corner of the room.

I put her on her back, but her skirt is still around her waist and her bodice is still pulled low. Her breasts and pussy are exposed, and damn if my mouth doesn’t start to water again. I want more of her taste. Need it.

But my cock is demanding attention, and he won’t be denied. My hands go to my belt, and I unbuckle it then unzip my slacks. I reach inside, pull my cock out, and stroke it a few times, not even bothering to take them off. I hear a slight gasp and lock eyes with her.

“Have you seen a man’s cock before, Gigi? Or are you as innocent as you taste?”

“I’ve never—” She stops when her cheeks turn as pink as her cunt.

“But you want it, don’t you? You want to know what it will feel like inside you.” I know I do. I’ve never acted like this in my life—ravished a woman with hundreds of people only feet away—but that is partly how I know she’s the one for me. Why else would I be acting so out of control and doing something so out of character?

“Yes,” she whispers.

I move between her legs and pull one around my hip. “On my word, I will care for you and protect you for the rest of my life. You’re mine, sweet Gigi. Until the end of time.”