Page 19 of The Dark Fae Princess
I grab his hand and pull him towards the nearby tree line of the forests that surround the Kingdoms.
“What are you doing?” he hisses at me, looking over his shoulder.
“There’s no one there,” I chide and drag him further into the trees. “I don’t care what you have to say on the matter. I want you to kiss me. Right here, right now.” I face him square on.
His purple eyes narrow, but I can see the heat in them.
He closes in, enclosing me in his arms and crushing me against a tree. The bark digs into my back, but I don’t care. I have him right where I want him. I pull my dress up and then leap up, wrapping my legs around him as he catches me and holds me closer.
“Oh, Savannah,” he moans into my hair, before he moves his lips over my jaw and down to my mouth.
I wiggle against him, fisting one hand into his shirt, the other dropping lower, in between us to rub against his very hard cock.
He groans into my mouth as I hesitantly increase my pressure on him with my palm.
“Don’t,” he mutters.
“I want to. I want to touch you. I want you to touch me. I want to…I want to make love to you.”
He pulls back sharply. “What?” he spits out, smacking my hand away from him and gripping my wrist tightly to stop me from reaching for him again.
“You heard me.”
“You don’t want that,” he tells me. “You don’t want that from me, Princess. I can guarantee it.” He sighs heavily and tries to get me back on my feet, but I tighten my grip on him with my thighs.
“You don’t get to decide what I want,” I say, pissed off with his attitude.
“No?” he asks and takes my hand, roughly shoving it down his pants.
“Ow,” I complain, wiggling my hand around, but there’s no room to maneuver.
He lets go of my hand and undoes his pants to loosen them, then he moves my hand over his cock.
“Take it in your hand,” he orders me gruffly.
I do as he says and then gasp. My small hand barely fits around him. He is enormous in both girth and length I find as I move my hand down, feeling the silky smoothness.
“Do you really want that inside you the first time?” he asks almost sadly.
“Yes,” I croak out. “I want you, Jerrick.”
“I won’t hurt you that way, Princess. I just won’t.”
“So, you’d rather some other man take my virginity? Is that it?” I snap at him, removing my hand. Iknewhe would be like this.
He glowers at me, almost scaring me.
“Of course not,” he growls. “I want to be with you, Savannah, but I will hurt you. I can’t bear the thought of it. Besides, it’s never going to happen. Your husband will take your virginity. That’s just the way that it is.”
I huff, not prepared to have this discussion with him while I’m pressed up against a tree. “Then touch me, please. I want you to make me come, please, Jerrick.” I pout at him.
He scowls at me.
“I will do the same for you,” I coax him, taking him in my hand again.
“Oh, Princess. I do love you,” he says with a sigh, closing his eyes and enjoying my touch.
He seems to come to a decision as he opens his eyes and takes my hand away from him again. Then he slides his hand up my thigh.
