Page 144 of Midnight Prince

“Oh fuck!”

I laugh. “Still quick to shoot your load, Your Highness?”

“With you? Always.”

He thrusts a finger into my ass, fucking me with it as his cock fucks my pussy.

His other hand comes between us and rubs my clit, and it’s so intense, all the stimulation, feeling my pussy and ass full.

I grind into him, seeking more, wanting it all deeper.

“How’s this?” he rasps against my mouth as he adds another finger to my ass. Holy shit! A moan rips from my lungs, and he smiles against me. “That’s it. Take it. Stretch yourself on me, baby, because after this, I’m going to put my cock in your mouth and you’re going to get me nice and hard again. And after that, my cock is going here.” He pushes his two fingers knuckle-deep.

“Yes,” I cry. “Please.”

“Such a good girl, Marcella. Such a good princess for your prince.”

That’s when I lose it on him. He presses his thumb harder on my clit, and his fingers fuck my ass, and my pussy fucks his cock, and I’m done. Just so done. I come harder than I’ve ever come in my life, my face against his neck, my arms slung around his shoulders as I surrender and take wave after wave of endless bliss.

Just as I start to come down, Rowan pounds up into me three times and comes on a roar. I pull back and watch him, mesmerized, the same as I was that night all those months ago at the wedding. Except now there will be no running out, no clock striking midnight. It’ll only ever be us. From now through all eternity.