The King's Lover-Chapter 387: Personal Toy
His sprained hand was an excuse, she knew, but an excuse that she needed because she would be lying if she said it didn’t make things easier. And right now, it was best to set her thoughts aside and just go with easier. Besides, she couldn’t stop now, and more importantly, she didn’t want to.
Rose lifted her top half off Caius as she straddled him and was greeted with a very excited reaction. She looked down at his stomach, and it pulsed as she stared. She noticed the tip was slick, leaving a little shiny trail on his skin.
She raised her head to see Caius looking at her with a pained expression, his lids half-closed, but he stared at her with an intensity that sent fire down her spine.
His hands lay stretched out by his sides, both curled into fists. His bandage stood out in the low light, but Rose didn’t have time to worry about it. He looked like he couldn’t wait any longer, and Rose realized neither could she.
She gently grasped him, a light grip around him and Caius flinched as her fingers grazed the tip. She hadn’t meant to, but it didn’t take her long to get into the act as she further traced the slicked head with her thumb, making circular motions.
Caius’s expression hardened as he struggled to remain still; then he smirked and licked his lips as though regaining composure. He clearly intended to let her have her way without stopping her.
Rose couldn’t comprehend why, but thinking about things like that only complicated this moment, and right now all she cared about was one thing.
She slowly elevated herself, using her knees to push herself upwards. She supported herself with a palm on his chest and, while keeping her dress still on, slid him underneath her nightdress, placing her moist entrance right on the tip.
She took a sharp breath at the burning contact, and Caius echoed her reaction. She slowly moved her hand away as she pressed down, her nightdress gathering at her waist, hiding where they joined.
Caius swore, and Rose felt her whole body tingle. She felt him pulse inside her, filling the already tight space. Rose fell forward, and her hips began to move back and forth.
She could feel the Crown Prince’s gaze on her, she could feel her nipples pushing through the fabric, and she could feel the slippery, extremely pleasant sensation between her legs, but more importantly, Rose was aware of how she felt as a whole, and that only intensified her arousal.
Caius was mentally restrained, and she was still dressed while his robes were completely undone. He couldn’t see where they were joined, but like her, he could feel it, and if he felt anything as she did, he must be losing his mind. But alas, he had to go along with her rhythm.
Rose twirled her hips, and Caius grabbed the sheets, digging his teeth into the side of his lips. Why did this have such an effect? Was it because this powerful man was doing his best to hold back?
Rose wanted to see how long she could do this, but with how she felt, she knew she couldn’t hold out—certainly not for long. With every invasion, Rose could feel her itch get scratched, but the more that happened, the itchier she felt. The more she moved to find that satisfaction.
She swore, moving her hips as she found the spot, angling just right so he could hit it each time she moved. She gasped as the pleasure mounted, her hips moving even faster.
She pressed down on him, gasping at every movement as she bounced. Rose grabbed her chest instinctively, but it wasn’t enough. She was right on it; she could feel it so intensely, her body hummed in anticipation, and she could barely control her moans.
"Your Majesty," she mumbled, her voice heavy with desire.
Rose leaned forward, and Caius caught her lips in a searing kiss, one that made her dizzy, intensifying her pleasure. Her movements were frantic as she kissed him. She tasted something metallic, but Rose was too far gone to notice.
She let out a loud cry into his mouth, which he muffled with the kiss, as she came apart hard enough to make her entire body vibrate.
She collapsed against his chest, and Caius wrapped his arms around her, then spun her, breaking the kiss so she lay beneath him. As he stared down at her while still buried deep in her, he grinned.
"My turn," he said and kissed the side of her neck.
"Your Majesty..." but Rose didn’t get much out. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
"Using me as your personal toy," he whispered directly into her ear as he kissed her. "You’ve got some nerve, Rose."
"Aaah," she cried as he thrust. Rose didn’t think he could go any deeper, but Caius intended to take out the fact that he had been unable to do anything earlier on her.
"Your Majes..." but the rest of her words were muffled as Caius thrust hard and fast.
Rose dug her hands into the sheets as one of her legs was lifted. Caius’s brows furrowed in concentration as he drove deep into her, leaving her panting and calling his name.
Her dress was hitched up to her waist. She tried to regain some control, but Caius didn’t let her, and soon enough a core-shaking orgasm was coursing through her as she lay beneath him at his mercy.
She tried to reach for him, but Caius pulled her waist closer, and Rose arched her back as her body trembled. She twisted on the bed, her hands digging into the sheets as pleasure shook her to the core.
Suddenly, Rose’s body tensed as another release washed over her; her slippery walls contracted as she let out a loud cry. Caius leaned forward and kissed her, riding out the wave together. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she pressed her lips against his.
