Page 19 of The Omega Princess

“Yes,” I said. “More because it’s a little cool in here than anything else.”

“Sure,” he said.

“I don’t think my nipples get erect when I’m aroused,” I said.

“What color are they?”

“My nipples?”

“Yes,” he said in a low voice.

“Brown,” I said. “Sort of pinkish brown.”

“How large are your aureoles?”

“I… I don’t know. Not that large.”

He let out a grunting noise, and I knew.

I sat up. “You just came again.”

“No, I didn’t,” he said, in a strangled voice, and I knew he was lying.

I slid my fingers between my folds and found my clit. “You’re making me do this embarrassing thing and you’re getting off on my discomfort and I don’t think you’re a very nice person, Prince Devlin.”

“Oh, don’t say that,” he said, chuckling. “I don’t want you to have discomfort. I just want to picture you, that’s all.”

“Well, too bad,” I said.

“Oh, omega, are you touching yourself?” he said.

“No,” I said.

“You’re lying to me.”

My breath hitched. I was actually going to be close very soon. It had been too tense of a day, too many ups and downs, and the prince’s scent (and then the bodyguard’s, but that was confusing) had driven me to the brink and back again.

“Sweetling, you know I could order you to stop that.”

“You could try,” I gasped.

“I think I could make you stop,” he said, and now his voice had a terrible edge to it.

Some part of me wanted to obey, but some part of me felt reckless. “You had two fucking orgasms while I’ve been lying here unable to even touch myself, and now, I’m going to come.” I reached up and gently pinched one of my nipples as I rubbed my clit. “If you don’t like it, you could just come in here and—”

“You know if I come in there, I’ll try to knot you,” he said, his voice very breathy. “And then Maguire will have to restrain me.”

Mmm, something about the thought of the two of them wrestling appealed to me. I let out a little moan, picturing Maguire pulling Devlin off of my body, slamming him up against the wall, the two of them grappling…

My orgasm climbed, the pleasure expanding, and then it burst, intense, over my head.

I let out a harsh breath.

“Shit, omega,” said Prince Devlin.

“You’re coming again!” I couldn’t sound properly annoyed because I was still in the throes.

“I’ve never had so many successive orgasms in my life,” he answered. “It’s you. It’s just you. This is going to be torture. The Queen can’t do this to us. Fuck, I’m going to have a perpetual erection for days, aren’t I? You think that’s unhealthy? If they can give you heat suppressants, can they give me something to make my cock go soft?”

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