Royal Prick (A Stepbrother Romance #2)(68)

“I feel the same, Royal. When I’m away from you it’s like I go through withdrawals. I’ve never felt this way about anyone. I’ve never felt addicted to a person’s touch.” His tongue licked over the spot he had just bitten me. The feeling was erotic and foreign, and I wanted so much more of it.

Hell, I needed more of it just to live.

“Shhh…” he purred against my skin, bringing his lips up to mine. It was then that I forgot everything else after that because his lips were finally on mine. His hands were in my hair, pulling out the rubber band and running his fingers through the locks. I was breathing him in, his scent imprinting on me. His body mending all the broken pieces.

“Give me everything…” he gasped, his tongue slipping into my mouth. He swallowed my moans of pleasure, pushing me down onto his bed. I didn’t care about anything else in that moment. The shit that happened with my mom didn’t matter. The fact that I traveled clear across the United States to be with him didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was that we were reunited, and he was touching me just as I’ve always wanted him to.

Nimble fingers slipped down into my yoga pants, and he cupped my *, his fingers tracing my lips. He possessed me, and that scared me, because without him I felt lost. Like I had no home.

Royal Black owned me. He marked my body, and now I was forever bestowed to him. I needed him more than I needed anything else to live. Was this what love felt like? When you felt like you couldn’t breathe without them being near?

“I need to f*ck you, but I can’t right this second…” His voice was a groan as he pulled away from me. I could feel the desire of his confession against my belly, his hard length pressing firmly against me.

“I need you,” I almost begged. It was killing me not to have his cock inside of me. Not to have him fully possess my body. I needed to be closer to him. I needed all of him. I was so ready for him. My * was soaked with my own juices, awaiting his arrival. He watched me as he pulled his cock out of his pants.

“Get on your knees then,” he ordered, a dark look shadowing his face. I shoved up from the mattress getting onto my knees. My eyes grew large with apprehension as I took all of him in: his washboard abs, toned muscles, and all the way down to his lengthy cock. He was bigger than any other male I’d seen before, then again I hadn’t seen a lot of cocks only what Jordan showed me on her phone.

“I’ve never done this before,” I commented, right as I touched the tip. A hiss escaped between his clenched teeth.

“Please don’t say shit like that.” He spoke as if it was too hard to get words out. Try as I may I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the tip of his cock. It was so soft, almost like velvet beneath my fingertips and there was a small bead of something wet right at the tip.

“It’s true, though. I don’t want you to think I’m an expert, but I’ll do my best to please you.” I smiled up at him, wrapping my tiny hand around his length.

A soft moan fell from his lips as my grip tightened around his length. He looked at me like he wanted to rip my clothes off and throw me down on the bed so that he could f*ck me just as he always wanted. Raw and all consuming.

I had a feeling the predator was starting to become the prey.

My breath fanned against his skin, just as I opened my mouth darting my tongue out to give his head a quick taste. I took the tip between my lips and swirled my tongue over the head. Royal’s fingers wove into my hair, pulling and pushing me as if to ease me up and down on his cock. He thrust up into my mouth causing me to gag, my eyes watered and my grip slacked.

“Fuck yes!” he hissed out, even though I was an amateur. I was sure that he was enjoying it given his response. I bobbed up and down more, his length pushing further into the back of my mouth and toward the back of my throat. Each thrust pushing him that much closer to a release. My * clenched with need as he slipped in and out of my warm mouth. I needed him, and I needed him right now. With a loud pop, I released him from my mouth.

A look of confusion showed on his face. “What are you doing?” he questioned as I threw myself down on the bed shimming out of my yoga pants, and taking my panties with them. I had to relieve the tension that was building deep inside my belly.

“I need you. I can’t take you not being in me any longer,” I whispered, waiting for him to make his move. He stared at me with a primal look in his eyes and then pounced, sinking to his knees against the mattress. He gripped my feet and pulled me until I was at the very edge of the bed, his face right between my legs.

“Let me take care of you, princess, but don’t think you won’t be finishing what you just started because there is no way I can’t not get a chance to cum in that pretty little mouth of yours,” Royal spoke gruffly. The thought of having him back in my mouth as I deep throat his cock only made my * grow wetter with need.





Chapter Twenty-Nine

-Royal



Her * was made for me, and the sounds that left her throat as I lapped up her sweet goodness were mine too. Everything about her turned me the f*ck on. I had to have her no matter what. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I needed to feel her tight * wrapped around my throbbing cock.

“Fuck my face, baby…” I purred as I dipped my tongue inside of her. She moaned like a banshee and forced herself to bite her lip to cover up some of noise.