Cruel Prince (Royal Hearts Academy, #1)(72)

Another bolt of rage lights me up when he ignores me.

I pick up my pace. “Hey, asshole!”

The muscles in his back tense and he turns. “What?”

“Fuck you,” I scream.

Then I launch my fist into his face.

He staggers back a little, no doubt caught off guard.

Then he straightens his spine. “Do it again.” Lightning zaps through the sky, illuminating the dangerous look he’s pinning me with. “I fucking dare you.”

I must be full-blown crazy because the threat isn’t enough to stop me.

If anything, it spurs me on, and I punch him again.

He’s downright seething as he takes a step in my direction. “Harder.”

So I do, hard enough to split his lip.

Nerves pluck at my belly as he spits blood on the ground and advances forward, backing me into his car. “Done yet?”

Not even close, but I give him a small nod.

“Good,” he rasps as his hands latch onto my hips. “Now it’s my turn.”

In one fell swoop, he jerks me around, bending me over the wet hood. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, Taylor.”

“Who says I’m not prepared to finish?” I grit through my teeth.

He unzips my jeans and shoves them down. “I guess we’ll find out.” His hand slips between my thighs and he snaps the crotch of my panties before ripping them off. “Won’t we?”

“Do your worst.” I look over my shoulder at him. “I dare yo—”

I gasp when two long fingers slip between my flesh.

He chuckles. “I knew you’d be wet for me.” The hard swell of his cock nudges my ass as he pumps his fingers. “So nice and tight.”

The nerves along my skin prickle and I grind against him, needing more. “Take it out and fuck me.”

He removes his fingers. “Nah, baby. You gotta earn this dick.” Shifting, he lowers himself on top of me. His agitated breath tickles my ear as he tugs on my ponytail. “Spread your pussy.” He nips my earlobe and my body jolts in response. “I’m in the mood to eat.”

Warmth rushes through my veins as I step out of my jeans and kick them to the side.

With a grunt, he wedges his leg between both of mine, nudging them apart as far as they’ll go.

A flush creeps up my cheeks when he kneads my ass, exposing me. “Much better.”

Pushing my t-shirt past my ribcage, he nibbles and bites his way down my spine, striking his tongue ring along each vertebra he passes until he’s on his knees.

Another flash of lightning zaps across the sky and he makes a low hum in the back of his throat. “Look at you, all pretty and pink for me.”

Jesus. His mouth is a weapon in more ways than one.

I hiss when his stubble prickles my flesh and he inhales me.

It’s so intimate. So dirty and illicit.

My breath comes out in quick, short pants as his face settles between my thighs and he licks the length of my slit.

A low, strangled grunt leaves him. “Fuck, that’s good.” His tongue plunges inside and he proceeds to eat me like a filthy, ravenous animal.

He’s so gluttonous, so perverted. So…

“Oh, God.”

I’m growing lightheaded with every wicked stroke. Falling faster into his abyss.

Adjusting his hand, he massages my clit with his fingers as he coils his tongue, flicking the metal against my wetness.

“Jace.” I’m wound like a slingshot, preparing to launch wherever he wants as he works me to the edge of oblivion. “Fuck, that’s it.”

Reaching behind me, I grip his head, keeping him there. “Don’t stop.”

A guttural sound rumbles in his chest and his movements speed up. The sensation that whips through me is so intense, it vibrates through my bones as I shudder and shake around him.

Snarling, he laps at my orgasm. “That’s all you got for me?”

“I—”

He rubs a slow circle around my clit, causing aftershocks that have me jerking and thrashing. It’s like being on a non-stop roller coaster.

I’m so sensitive, I can’t take it. A pained groan rips from my vocal cords when he flips me over and sinks two fingers inside me…right before fastening his mouth on the spot that makes my toes curl.

My thighs tremble around his head as I whimper and squirm. It’s too much. Too intense.

Emotion clogs my throat as I choke out his name.

It’s a struggle to draw in air as my body seizes and I fall apart again, only unlike the last time, this one is quick and raw. Pleasure tinted with splatters of pain.

I feel so vulnerable, like I just shared something private and sacred. Until now, I was the only person able to make myself orgasm, but I’ve never had such a visceral response before.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he stands up. His eyes rake over me like two hot coals, making me feel even more naked than I am.

I open my mouth to speak, but I don’t get the chance…because he takes off.





Chapter 31





Dylan





Almost two weeks have passed since Jace left me half-naked on the hood of his car and took off without a word.

It’s the same as before, except now he goes out of his way to actively dodge me, even going so far as to avoid stopping in the hallway to talk to Oakley if I’m around.