- Anyway... Thank you for not hurting the people of Riliya, despite the fact that the reception was, to put it mildly, not the warmest. – she whispered, bending her head and burying her face in his shoulder.

- Would you swear a lot if I said I wanted to rip their heads off? – he asked and felt her small teeth dig into his shoulder through several layers of clothing fabric.

- Bad. Bad vampire. - she muttered and touched her nose to his cheek, tickling his skin and inhaling his amazing tart aroma. - You wouldn’t do that, would you?

- I definitely wouldn’t do it in front of you. – he made an amendment and added. - Now you can bite me again. I liked.

He found her mouth again and gently sucked on her plump lower lip, prompting her to gasp.

- Where’s your room? – this phrase was already devoid of playfulness, dominated by demanding expectation.

- Are you crazy? - She giggled as he ran his tongue from the base of her neck to her earlobe, biting it until it hurt slightly. - We can’t do this right now, Raf. Ah...

He growled, sending electric shocks into the most secluded place of her body. He couldn’t resist when she called him that.

Without even giving her a chance to resist, he disappeared from where they were standing and in a matter of moments he was in front of the door of her room, forcing his wizardry to work for him, opening the door while his hands were busy squeezing the little elastic ass of the princess.

Thea couldn’t help but roll her eyes, wondering why he was asking where her room was if he already knew everything.

Unlike the last time, when he was sharp and assertive, taking her body in a tent surrounded by a snow-covered forest, this time he did not want to rush, enjoying these mind-blowing caresses to his heart’s content.

He went inside her small room and slammed the door with his foot.

No matter how hard she tried to resist in the first minutes, Thea could not play touchy for a long time when her body was warmed up by an internal fire and she regretted that she was wearing Irma’s trousers, and not a dress that would be convenient to lift up.

- Father will be looking for us. - Thea whispered between sweet, caressing kisses.

- He won’t. - Raphael reassured her. - Trust me, he’s not stupid enough to break in here when your moans will be heard outside this room.

His words caused the princess’s cheeks to flush with a new scale. And why is his tongue always so dirty?

- Now stand still and raise your hands. - he put her on the floor and gave an order, forcing her to obey.

He unbuttoned the cuff link that prevented his raincoat from falling in a heavy heap.

Thea bit her lip, hiding a smile behind this gesture, as his hands grabbed the edge of the sweater, slowly lifting it up, exposing every inch of the satin skin of her stomach and breasts, not bound by a bra.

He carefully pulled the sweater over his head, trying not to let her earrings catch on the knitted fabric. There was so little action in that gesture, but too much care.

- Turn around. – he whispered urgently in her ear and as soon as she obeyed, he grabbed the edge of her trousers, pulling them down, exposing her sexy ass shamelessly.

His hands itched from itching and he slapped her ass, making her jump and her skin turn pink.

- Beautiful color. - his lips found her buttock, covered with goosebumps. – It suits you very well. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

She didn’t answer anything, because from embarrassment and the feeling of burning buttocks, her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth.

She stepped over the fabric of her trousers when Raphael lowered them up to the level of her ankles and felt a light breeze blow over her heated body, sending a small shiver down her legs and back.

But Raphael was in no hurry to get up soon, instead he teased her even more, strolling his lips over the back of her legs, covering the place under her knees with small and gentle bites, from which her legs gave way, and if not for the wall in front of her nose, Thea was sure she would have fallen.

He grinned, but did not move an eyebrow, but instead slowly and painfully ran his tongue like a writhing snake from the place under the knee to the base of the buttock and his hands unexpectedly painfully squeezed her hips, passing the swollen pink skin between the male fingers.

Thea squealed as his sharp teeth left a mark on her milky ass.

"He’ll definitely eat me someday," was the first thought that followed the painful sensation before his hand slapped her other buttock, adding a new round of pain to her suffering.

But why lie to herself if she admitted the obvious fact that it excited her to the core?

Like a cat, she squirmed, trying to snuggle up to him as he pulled his lips away and returned to the path of kisses that crept from the very bottom of her spine, ending in a place on the back of her neck. And another bite from the back of the neck, but more tender, sensual and breathy, and then a kiss, no less significant for both of them. It was as if he was marking her, claiming her.

"Totally and completely," her mind screamed at the back of her mind.

Raphael grasped her hips imperiously and turned her face to him.

Thea gasped at the abrupt change of position, but immediately thawed, drowning in his defiantly sexy gaze.

She touched his chest with her hand, fingering the side of his shirt, tracing the buttons and picking them up to unbutton.

Raphael didn’t move, mesmerized by her action, giving her complete freedom. He was breathing heavily, biting his lower lip.

The trembling and uncertainty had spent themselves for a long time and now this innocent princess could not restrain herself from quickly removing the interfering fabric, behind which such a beloved, inflated and chiseled torso of her man was hiding.

Never before had she tried to choose the role of a depraved woman and take control of a man, so why was this happening now?

She, burning with greed, wanted to have him all to herself, every cell of his body, so that every kiss was only for her, every sigh and moan was only for her. Was it an obsession? Possessiveness? Falling in love?

When the buttons were finished and the thin cotton fabric went after her clothes, her soft lips pressed against the base of his neck, forcing him to swallow, not allowing control over his own body to evaporate. He badly needed his little girl to grow up for more adult games.

- Are you trying my patience by doing this deliberately slowly? - he hissed.

- You were the first one who started it. Is not it so? – she licked his throat, biting his chin and their gaze crossed, her azure-blue pupils the color of the sea surface and his bright scarlet, burning like the mouth of a volcano.

- And what are you going to do now, baby? – interest did not leave him and he seductively licked his lower lip, showing her razor-sharp fangs.