Page 86 of Prince of the Northwest Forest
“Stop,” I gasp. “Stop, or I’m going to come, and I don’t want to come yet. I want … I want you on the bed, and I want you naked.”
“Deal.”
He grabs my hand and tugs. I go willingly, and we shed our clothing along the way.
I fall back on the sheets, and Kalle climbs over me, one hand on either side of my face as his hot mouth devours mine. His warm skin against mine makes me want him even closer.
Kalle’s body is powerful. He’s built like a prince—one who’s been taught to fight, to rule, to be strong in every way he can. His skin is marred with a few scars, but it’s mostly smooth. He has some hair on his chest and below his belly, leading to his mouthwatering cock.
“We need lube, and I’d prefer to use a condom,” I whisper, “but I want you inside me. Whatever position you choose.” I pause. “Or … how do you want to do this?”
He grins. “Every way that’s possible—and I’m up for the impossible, too. I want us both to be so sore and used thatmaybe, by tomorrow, I will come close to getting outsomeof the feelings I have for you.”
I shiver. “I’m on board with that.” I think about what it would be like to have my cock in the prince’s hot, lubed hole, and I’m not sure I’ve ever been more turned on in my life. “Give me a moment to freshen up?”
“Of course.”
I slide into my bathroom, reluctant to leave him, but some things are necessary. When I’m ready, I return with a bottle of lube and a pack of condoms.
I stop short. Kalle is lounging on my bed like a louche god, slowly stroking his cock. I very well may combust. And then he says, “On your stomach, Justice.”
I eagerly obey. He shifts over behind me and kisses the nape of my neck, his fingers skimming my shoulders and arms. I lean into his touch. “Have you done this before? With a woman, I mean?” I ask.
“I’ve had sex, yes, but not anal.” He pauses. “I’ve read a lot of romance books. I’m aware I need to prep you.”
“They’re educational. I approve. I could lube myself, though, if you prefer?”
“No, I want to do it.” Kalle kneels next to me and grabs the lube bottle to pour liquid onto his fingers before probing my hole. The invasion is welcome, even though the cold pressure is slightly uncomfortable.
“I want you inside me,” I growl. “I need you fucking me.”
He slaps my ass with his free hand. “Patience.”
Now he’s kissing my neck, my shoulders, my upper arms. He reaches around and starts stroking me. Then he stops to get more lube and slides a second finger into my entrance, stretching me farther. The movement burns, but I know it’ll feel amazing soon enough.
After a few moments, when I’m writhing, I gasp, “I’m ready. Please fuck me.”
“Your wish is my command,” the prince says. He fumbles for the condom, and I hear him rip it open. I look over my shoulder and watch his hands move as he rolls it on, then lubes up that magnificent dick.
“You ready, gorgeous?” Kalle murmurs, leaning down to kiss me.
“Yeah. Please. I need it. I needyou, Kalle.”
He smiles against my neck. Then his eyes shift to my ass as he holds his cock and lines up with my entrance. He presses in slowly, rocking his hips so he can get inside. I gasp as he slips past the first ring.
“Talk to me.” Kalle’s voice sounds strained.
“It burns. Keep going.”
“You’re sure?”
I nod.
“Okay.” He keeps pressing forward. “You feel amazing,” he whispers. He wraps one muscled arm around my upper chest like a steel band while reaching his other hand around to stroke my dick.
I’m overwhelmed. This hurts and feels good at the same time.
“Still all right?” Kalle asks.
