Page 65 of Tall, Royal and Grumpy

He pulled his fingers out of his mouth, and I scrambled to cup his face, mashing my lips to his. Like I weighed nothing, he lifted me so I was straddling his lap again and locked his thick arms around me.

“Are you okay?” he murmured with so much care and affection I wasn’t sure if the intense-to-soft switch was sweet or funny. “Did I hurt you?” Kiss. “Was it too much?” Kiss. “I got carried away.”

I leaned back so he could see me grinning. “It was perfect, Kai.” The flicker of worry in his eyes disappeared. “So perfect. I loved every moment of it.” Landing repeated soft kisses to his lips, I trailed one hand down his hot, hard chest over his hoodie. “But it isn’t over.”

Just as my hand brushed his erection poking furiously against his pyjama bottoms, Kai clamped his hand over mine and yanked it back up. “No.” He shook his head, a crease forming between his brows. “I said this was only going to be about you, Esmeralda. That was it tonight.”

“But I want to touch you.” I twisted my wrist in his hand. “I want you to feel good too, Kai.”

“I got my pleasure from seeing you come. I don’t need anything else.”

“That’s a lie.” I huffed, growing frustrated with how stupidly strong his grip was. “And even if it isn’t, I want to give you more.” Remembering my other hand was free, I reached for his hard-on, but he grabbed it instantly and yanked it up too. “Kai!”

“Esmeralda,” he growled in warning, but it only made my bratty side do a happy dance again.

My mouth twitched as I shuffled forward on his lap until his cock dug into my thigh. I rocked and ground against him, fanning the frustration in his eyes into a blaze. He growled a low sound that I felt in my belly. But with my wrists in his hands, he couldn’t do anything but take the movement of my hips. And I gave. I gave until he couldn’t take any more.

With a raw, feral noise, he released my hands and shoved me onto my back on the makeshift mattress without so much as touching me. His hands slammed down on the blanket either side of my head, and my heart went thud, thud, oh fuck.

Kai was furious. Frowning furiously, huffing furiously, aroused furiously. Just plain furious. He hovered over me on his hands and knees. A big bear, both hungry and provoked.

I couldn’t tell if he wanted to beat my arse or eat my arse. I wouldn’t mind either.

“That’s enough, Esmeralda,” he said, baring his teeth at me.

I was a cat that got the cream, my lashes heavy and body purring with desire. My mouth curled on its own accord as I wrapped my hand around one of his thick wrists, corded with restrained power.

“If you really don’t want this.” I pulled his slipping glasses off with two fingers, “say monkey and I’ll stop.” I lazily folded one arm down. “Otherwise, you’ll have to take your pleasure from me if you want me to behave again.” His glasses rolled off the tip of my fingers onto the blanket. “Use me, Kai. And I promise, I won’t act like a brat again...tonight at least.”

With a rough sound, he slammed his lips on mine, fucking my mouth with his tongue as deep as he could. He left me so weak and shaking, I couldn’t even protest at the loss of his heat over me as he sat upright, leaving his glasses by my head.

“Your shorts and underwear must be sticky, Babble,” he said casually, skimming his hands up my thighs to the waistband of my bottoms. “Should I take them off?”

I nodded, eagerly lifting my hips for him. He smoothly tugged down the damp cotton and lace and threw them to the side. Then his hungry eyes were desperately licking at my body, up the curves of my legs to my most feminine place between, and it made me feel like the sexiest seductress.

Slowly, teasingly, I spread my legs for him as if I’d never known embarrassment in my life. As wide as I could for him to see all of me. His to use as he pleased.

“Just look at you, Babble,” he groaned, cupping his dick over his pyjamas; my mouth instantly went dry. “Shamelessly spreading yourself for me.” I was so mesmerised by the way he rubbed himself, I didn’t realise he reached for me until I felt his thumb spread my pussy apart. I moaned, arching up from the cushions. “So fucking wet for me.”

He took a moment to tuck his hoodie up under itself, exposing his sturdy yet lean waist. I couldn’t take my eyes off that delicious V on his lower stomach, a trail of black hairs arrowing down under his bellybutton into his trousers. But my gaze dropped when he shoved them down.

Grey. His boxers were grey and fucking delicious against his golden skin tone. The imprint of his hard cock angrily pushed against the fabric, so big, thick, and long, and unashamedly wet over the crown.

Fuck. My thigh muscles locked in place as saliva pooled in my mouth. But I waited, anticipating the moment he pulled his boxers down his hairy, muscular thighs to sit with his pyjama bottoms.

To my disappointment, he didn’t.

“I want to see you,” I breathed, reaching for him with shaky hands. “I want to feel you raw, Kai.”

He shook his head, his brows furrowing. “No. I don’t have a condom, Esmeralda. And I won’t take any chances that might lead to an accident. Not even a slim one. I won’t turn us into a scandal.”

My heart fluttered at the protective timbre in his voice. “It’s okay, Kai. You can go raw,” I said, rising up on my elbows. “Condoms aren’t a hundred percent, so I have an implant too.” I lifted my left arm. “And it’s kept me safe from scandal for two years now.”

His expression turned dark and fierce. “I should be glad that it’s kept you safe. But thinking about how you discovered that is only making me angry.”

I grinned when I realised what he meant. “Jealous are we, Mr Perfect Prince?” I purred. Laying back down, I brushed the hem of my cropped shirt up. I skimmed over the gold piercing in my bellybutton and exposed my stomach to him. “Maybe you should mark me as yours with your cum then.”

His eyes flew up from my bellybutton piercing and crashed into mine, lust storming through them. “You have a filthy fucking mouth, do you know that, Babble?” he growled and lowered his mouth over mine. “And one day soon, I’m going to enjoy stuffing it full so you can’t use it.”

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