Page 100 of Royal Beast
“I’m going to come on your chest,” I say, licking my lips as I take in the surprised ‘O’ of her mouth, eyes widening. She nods vigorously, hard enough to have her hair falling in her eyes, and I reach out, brushing the strand behind her ear.
“Don’t stop watching,” I order. Hand around my shaft once more, I resume the previous speed, wasting no time as I jerk off into my fist, harsh exhales slipping past my lips. The muscles in my abdomen tense as I feel my balls draw up, releasing onto Darcy’s tits in a wide, roping arc.
It feels like the orgasm extends indefinitely, but finally, the last of it spurts out and I sit back against her thighs, sweat beading my brow.
Darcy’s hands curl into fists next to her on the bed and she throws her head back, a whine escaping her.
“Have you learned your lesson?” I ask, reaching down to push a finger into her entrance, testing to see how much ice is left. She whimpers as I touch her, and I sit back, satisfied that the ice is almost all melted.
“Yes,” she says, her teeth gritted at the icy sensation.
“Yes, what?” I prompt.
“Yes, Daddy! I’ve learned my lesson. I won’t get off without your permission anymore. I’ll wait for your orders from now on!”
I grin and twist my fingers inside her, teasing over her clit with my thumb. “Good girl,” I purr, curling my fingers forward against her walls, rubbing the spot inside as she fidgets, trying hard to stay still.
There’s only a little left now but I drag it out, teasing her by pushing the melting cube in and out of her, the cool sensation a stark contrast to her heated lips.
“You’ve been very good for me,” I tell her. “Can you hold out for a few more minutes?”
A shiver ripples through her, but she nods and spreads her legs wider, needy little noises coming from her lips. I draw the ice cube down and rub it over her clit in slow circles, enjoying the wet mess that her slickened entrance is making on the bed. We’ll have to change the sheets before we go to sleep, but it’s worth it.
Finally, the ice cube gets small enough to melt completely as I press it back inside her, the water dripping down between her ass cheeks.
Once it’s done, I pull her up and lie down on the mess myself, the cold sensation sending a shiver down my spine. Pulling Darcy onto me, I line myself up with her entrance, my cock already filling out once again, and I push inside, the icy feeling enough to wrangle a cry from my lips.
“Oh, fuck,” I call out, her cool walls squeezing me hard. Yanking her forward, I position us so her heavy tits are hanging over my face. “I want you to start fucking yourself on me, darlin’,” I order.
She starts pushing back and forth against my thighs, which are spread and bent so she can get leverage. As she moves, I lick around her nipples, fondling and squeezing her tits in my hands, delighting in having full, unfettered access to one of my favorite parts of her.
Darcy’s pussy warms up quickly once she starts moving faster, and I tease and suck her nipples, playing with them in my mouth as her pussy grinds against my stomach. “Oh, God,” she moans. “Daddy! Feels so good! Oh, please, touch me!”
My hands start roaming her body, squeezing her ass, stroking up and down her back, then caressing her thighs as shefucks me. I can’t get enough of this, desperate to see her fall over the edge but wanting it to last as long as possible.
With every movement, Darcy leaves a trail of slick over my belly, the intoxicating aroma of her sex permeating the air. I feel my cock throbbing harder, the orgasm drawing closer as she bucks wildly, her body moving rapidly over mine.
With a few more rapid jerks of her hips, she cries out her release, squeezing so hard around me that it tips me over the edge and I come apart, thighs shaking.
As we lie there together for a moment to catch our breath, I still can’t quite believe how lucky I am to have this woman in my life. Having her and Rose become my family has shown me everything I was missing before. I’d spent so long playing the protective older brother, the loner who didn’t need anyone, that I didn’t even realize how lonely I’d become.
My arms pull Darcy close to me, breathing in her warm scent, stroking her back. It’s quiet in the room now and the only light is moonlight streaming in through the curtains.
“We should get cleaned up,” she says with a little chuckle. “The bed is a mess. I’m a mess.”
“Yeah,” I agree, though I’m reluctant to get up. It’s been such a crazy, long day that the thought of getting up is almost too much. But Darcy shifts, jiggling me with one hand.
“Come on, I want to shower and clean up the bed. Then we can finally rest.”
With a small groan, I get to my feet and follow her into the bathroom. We clean up quickly and then come back and change the sheets before lying back down together, huddled close.
“I love you,” Darcy whispers, cupping my cheek in her hand.
“I love you too,” I whisper back. Though the day started rough, it ended better than I could have ever imagined.
A yawn escapes me and I close my eyes, drifting off.
A few hours later, something has me blinking to consciousness, wondering why I’m awake. Then I hear the shrill sound of a phone buzzing and I nudge into Darcy.
