Royally Not Ready(94)
“Tell me how you feel.”
“Unbelievable, like my body is aware of every pulse, every slap, every pinch. I never want you to stop.”
“Then make sure you keep answering correctly.” Keeping my hand on the vibrator, I ask, “What is my job title?”
She pauses, her head slouching. “Oh God, I . . . I don’t know. Protector?”
“Nice try.” I switch the vibrator off, and she moans in protest. “Private Secretary to the King.”
Instead of saying anything, she groans, her body subtly lowering to the mattress.
“Sit up, Lilly.”
“Sorry,” she says, her legs shaking now.
“What’s wrong?” I run my hand along her backside.
“I . . . I’m just feeling so much right now.”
“You tell me if it’s too much.”
She nods.
“No, Lilly, you have to use words.”
“Yes, my King.”
“Better.” I ask her question after question, and she answers them correctly one at a time. I turn the vibrator back on, I spank her beautiful ass, I spread her legs, and then start licking her sweet clit into my mouth.
She’s rolling with pleasure, crying out my name, begging to come, but not yet.
“Lilly, how much of the country is uninhabited?”
“Eighty . . . percent,” she breathes out heavily.
“Good girl.”
“Please keep sucking on my clit,” she begs, her voice hoarse now.
“No, love, you don’t tell me what to do. Did you forget that?” I lift from the bed, push down my shorts, and release my aching cock. I position myself at her entrance, keep the vibrator going in her other hole, and then slowly enter her.
“Oh fuck, Keller.” Her upper half falls to the bed, and I grip her hips to hold her bottom half up. “You okay?” I ask.
“So . . . so good,” she replies, her entire body slippery with sweat now.
Continuing to move inside, I say, “Last question. Get it right and I’ll finish fucking you. Get it wrong, and I’ll stop everything now, leaving you unsatisfied.” I move my cock inside of her and give her a few pulses. Her legs quiver, her body shakes, and her breathing is so erratic that I’m not sure I will hear her answer. “If you don’t take the crown, who is the constituent country that takes over Torskethorpe?”
“Oh God,” she whispers, her eyes squeezing shut. “Keller . . . I don’t . . . I don’t know.”
“Ah, love,” I say, pulsing into her a few more times before I remove myself and the vibrator and let her limp body fall to the mattress. “It’s Arkham.”
“No,” she cries out, her hands tangled in the sheets. “Please . . . please don’t leave me like this.”
I step away, my heart hammering in my chest as I watch her flip over, a tear falling down her cheek as she drapes her hand over her eyes.
“It shouldn’t matter,” she says, her frustration peaking.
“What shouldn’t matter?”
“Whatever country takes over. Because it’s not going to happen. I’m taking the crown. It doesn’t end with King Theo. And I’ll be sure to provide enough heirs to continue the legacy and show them how amazing this country is. Teach them to learn to love it, as you’ve taught me.”
My heart swells in my chest, and fuck if I can stop myself. I move to the bed, lie next to her, and flip her onto my lap. I place my hands behind my head and say, “Fuck me, Lilly. Use my cock, and fuck me.”
Her eyes widen in surprise. “But . . . but I got it wrong.”
“But you just gave me the most beautiful answer yet. Now, fuck me.”
Still breathing heavily, she positions my cock at her entrance and slowly slides down on it until she’s completely full.
“Keller,” she whispers, her eyes pleading with me.
“What, Lilly?”
“It’s—it’s too much.”
“No, it’s not, love. Just relax.”
She nods and takes a few calming breaths. Slowly she relaxes and then starts to move over my cock, her teeth biting into her lip.
“Not going to last,” she says while shaking her head. “Not at all. Fuck, Keller, I’m going to come so fast. Please tell me I can.”
“You have my permission.”
Her hips rock faster, and usually I’d like to say it takes longer to get me off, but seeing my girl above me like this, pumping her hips over my cock, has my orgasm spiking early, building at the base of my spine, and starting to spiral out of control.
“Oh God, Keller . . . I . . . I . . .”
Her eyes squeeze shut and her orgasm rips through her, her pussy clenching around my cock so tight that I crest in seconds.
“Motherfucker,” I yell as I push my hips up into hers, an insane amount of pleasure pulsing through my every vein, making me groan so loudly, I’m pretty sure people from miles away can hear me.
And it doesn’t stop, it keeps going as Lilly continues to come all over my cock, rocking her hips until there’s nothing left inside of her.
When she collapses, she falls to my chest, her slight body curling against me. Her arms grip me tightly as her head fits into the crook of my neck.
I gently rub her back, my fingers trailing along her spine as I ask, “Are you okay?”