Page 62 of The Dark Fae Princess
“You’re beautiful,” I murmur to her.
“Let me look at you,” she replies, moving into my personal space and reaching up to unbutton my shirt.
She does it slowly, taking painstaking care with each one, until they are all undone and she pushes it over my shoulders. Her breath catches as she looks at me. I may not be the same size as Jerrick, or as carved out as Rook, but I know that when I was turned, I was in good shape. There’s precious little I can do about it now, so she will have to accept me as I am.
I can’t believe my luck when she leans in to kiss my chest and then flicks her tongue over my nipple.
I groan and fist my hand into her raven hair that is loose around her shoulders in a cascade of perfection. I pull her to me to capture her mouth in our very first kiss and it's exactly how I'd imagined. She is a sensual kisser, slow and seductive.
I’ve wanted this for months. Aching for her mouth on me. I want to push her to her knees and have her suck me off until I come in that pretty mouth, but I won’t. She needs to do this her way, in her time.
I’m surprised that the other men are leaving her to do this. I’d expected them to drag her away from me and try to dominate the situation. Two of them are Alpha males. The other, I’m not sure about him. He seems more like Savvie. Shy, but with a cheeky side.
I ignore them as they climb onto the bed and make themselves comfortable.
She’s chosen me, so, it’s up to me to bring her over.
I swallow my nerves and take her hand, gently leading her over.
She gives me a shy look, lowering her eyes. As we reach the bed, she stops and turns to face me again, reaching to undo my pants. They drop around my ankles and I kick them off, my heart pounding. She casts a little gaze at my dick and licks her lips. I know that I’m above average in this area, so that is a relief.
I help her onto the bed and then climb on after her. It is full of naked bodies; Trey also having stripped off his clothes while I was being undressed by this utter goddess in front of us now.
“Where do you want me?” I croak out, feeling like a fool in front of the other men, but needing her to know I am hers to do with as she wishes.
“Uhm,” she stammers, clearly not having expected that.
“Here,” Trey says, taking her by the hips, turning her slightly and indicating that I should lie down. “Take your Vampire, baby girl, but allow us access to you.”
She nods, grateful that someone has told her what to do. I wish that it had been me, but I’m not an Alpha. I never will be. I prefer to be told what to do, not be the one doing the telling. I have a feeling that once Savvie gets used to having all of us with her, she will find her confidence.
I hope so anyway. I want nothing more than to have her tie me up and whip me into submission.
I lie down and Savvie climbs on top of me, her anxiety over this obvious. But Trey keeps his hands on her hips, staying behind her, and guides her. She settles comfortably and with wide, expectant eyes, looks at me in query.
“Take him in your hand,” Trey murmurs in her ear. “Make him as hard as he can get.”
Spikes of lust fly through me as she nods and touches me, her eyes never leaving mine.
“That’s it, baby girl,” Trey whispers.
She simpers at the endearment, liking this role that they have fallen so easily into.
“Like this?” she asks, wrapping her hand around me and tugging gently.
“Harder,” I croak. “Don’t worry about hurting me, Princess, you won’t.”
She tightens her hand around my cock and starts to jerk me off in a way that has me rock hard within seconds.
“Fuck,” I groan, resisting the urge to come in her hand. “I need you,” I add desperately. “Please.”
“Make him beg,” Trey says, “feel that power.”
“Savvie, please,” I moan as she continues to slide her hand up and down but doesn’t move her pussy any closer to me.
“How much do you want me?” she asks, leaning over and brushing her erect nipples against my chest.
“Run your thumb over my tip,” I pant. “Feel that?”
