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Knox presses his lips to mine, capturing my breath as he aligns himself and pushes forward. I gasp against his mouth as my body tightens around him.

Fuck, he is so big.

“Breathe, Prince,” Knox murmurs against my lips, his fingers digging into my thighs as he anchors my weight against the stone pillar.

Inch by inch, he sinks all the way inside me until there isn’t a single millimeter of space left between us.

The feeling is beyond anything I’ve ever known… not just the overwhelming fullness of him, but the warmth and gentleness with which he’s touching me.

“Are you okay?” he asks, kissing my jaw.

“I am,” I whisper.

“Are you sure? I didn’t take enough time opening you up and—”

“Knox—” I tighten my grip on the back of his neck, locking eyes with him. “—Shut up and fuck me.”

Knox laughs against my skin and kisses me. Then, he draws almost completely out and sinks back in with one deep thrust.

“Ah!” I moan, my head tilting back as my fingers clutch at his shoulders. “More…”

Knox obliges, accelerating his rhythm. He moves faster, rougher, deeper, over and over until I lose control.

I grind against him, trying to match his pace, but it’s impossible.

Wave after wave of pleasure floods my body and drowns my senses. I can’t think, move, or do anything except pant and moan his name.

“Yes… fuck… yes…” I pant a little too loud.

Knox adjusts his grip beneath my knees, so he can carry my weight with one hand and covers my mouth with the other one.

“Shhh, Prince. You don’t want your staff to hear you.” He smiles, pulling back just enough before thrusting deeper and harder with every stroke.

I close my eyes and lose myself in him, and for a moment, there is only Knox.

I can’t feel anything but his hand covering my mouth, his heat, his hold on my body, and the intensity in his eyes every time he drives inside me.

The feeling of being filled by him is overwhelming.

So overwhelming that I don’t even care Knox is fucking me against a pillar on a balcony while my staff is just a door away.

In fact, all of that makes it even hotter.

I moan against his palm, my hips trembling as I lick at his fingers.

“Give me your mouth, Prince.” Knox moves his hand, and I crash my lips against his.

My tongue tangles with his as he drives into me, and I shatter into the strongest, most consuming orgasm of my life.

My walls contract around him as I climax between our stomachs, and Knox follows right behind me. He buries his face in the curve of my neck and bites down, thrusting one last time.

As the climax settles down, the reality of what just happened hits me.

Holy shit!!

I slept with Knox!

…On the balcony… outside… at my annual auction.