Page 65 of My Dark Prince
“I’m not as great as other beings, either.” Sebastian chuckled, shoving a single condom into my wallet. “Take it anyway. Thank me later.”
“Well, tell Dad I’ll be back ASAP and that it was an emergency.”
“Yeah, yeah. Have fun boning Princess Aurora, bro.”
“I have a condom,” I managed to rasp, staring in fascination at the crown of Briar Rose’s head.
Her hair had come apart during her drunken ordeal. It fanned against my thighs and the bed as she took me in her mouth, sucking me off awkwardly, and adorably, andfuck, I was about to come.
I gathered her hair with trembling fingers, too overcome with emotions and excitement to comprehend what was really happening. “Baby, I’m going to bust a wad if you don’t stop right now. I’m already so close.”
She peered up, her lips swollen and pink from going down on me. I clumsily pulled her up, kissing her, tasting the earthiness of my cock on her lips. Every single one of my senses went wild. I didn’t know what to do with myself. It was too much and not enough all at once.
I grabbed her face and kissed her wildly, flipping us on the bed and peeling her panties off. My phone blew up with messages on the nightstand, but I ignored it. I drowned in Briar Rose, savoring her, taking however much she offered, and losing track of the real world.
I bunched her dress in my fist, ripping it apart. She gasped, mumbling something about not having a change of clothes. I couldn’t even fully understand what she’d said, I was so sucked into this moment.
The moment I’d waited for since I turned fourteen.
Her panties were gone.
So was my self-control.
There were hands everywhere. Pawing, and grabbing, and caressing. I don’t know how I managed to rip away from her the seven seconds it took me to grab my wallet and fish out the condom, but it took us three attempts to roll it up my cock.
Then, she lay back down on the bed as I boxed her with my arms, and I finally gulped in a breath and caught myself.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I kissed her hair. Her nose. The hollow part of her neck. “We can stop. We can wait. We can do this when you finally come hom—”
“Iamhome.” She flattened her palm against my heart, and it thudded so violently against it, I feared I was hurting her. “Home is where you are, Ollie.”
And that was all it took for me to press home.
It felt like an uphill battle, lodging myself inside her. She was tight and snug, and there was the barrier of her virginity. But I could also feel how soaked she was. How ready for me.
And Briar Rose wasn’t a stranger to pain. She didn’t even wince. Just melted against me, skin-to-skin, as I buried myself so deep that every inch of me melted inside her.
I waited a second to adjust my heartbeat.
“You can move.” She stroked my hair, kissing me. “It’s not that bad.”
“Thank you, but I’m trying not to get a heart attack here.”
We both laughed into a clumsy, sloppy kiss.
“Is it good for you?” she asked.
“It’s heaven. Perfect.” I inhaled, exhaled, and repeated the action like it was new to me. “You?”
“I love you inside of me. I love you outside of me, too, but when you’re inside of me, I feel whole. Like you’re a part of my body.”
When I thrust in and out of her, I started seeing stars. The pleasure was too much to take, the edge of a climax so intense, I forgot how to breathe.
We held each other for dear life, like this was a ride we didn’t think we’d survive. Briar Rose panted hard, meeting me with her hipbones, grinding, spreading her legs further apart.
“I’m going to come,” she announced first.
It filled me with pride – and also relief, since I was pretty sure I couldn’t hold back the cum fest coming her way.
