Felix and the Prince (Forever Wilde 2)

Anything that dilated his pupils like that was worth any amount of embarrassment I may have felt stripping in front of him.

But I wasn’t embarrassed. For some reason, I felt more empowered than anything else.

My fingers made quick work of the button and zipper at my fly before reaching into my underwear to stroke my cock.

“Oh god,” I whimpered when I felt how hard it was and how good touching it felt.

“Jesus, Fee,” Lio groaned. “You’re making me crazy. Pull it out. Let me see that gorgeous cock, baby.”

I closed my eyes and enjoyed a few more strokes, pulsing my hips forward and feeling my hard cock push through my fist.

“Gngh.” I grunted and swallowed, noticing the wetness at my tip and bringing my hand out to taste it without thinking. When I realized what I was doing, my eyes flew open just in time to see Lio roar up out of his chair and practically slam me down onto the carpet.

After that, it was like being mauled by a lion dosed with extra-strength Viagra. I yelped as he tore my pants off and ripped my underwear down my legs, engulfing my cock in his throat and reaching up to tweak my nipples at the same time.

His muffled grunts and groans made me even harder, and I couldn’t help but thrust up into his hot mouth over and over in desperation for more.

“Fuck, Lio, fuck! Please, baby. I need you inside me. Please,” I begged. “Fuck me. Take me. I know you want to fuck me hard tonight, and I need it so badly. Please.”

His head came up, and dilated pupils pinned me where I lay. “How do you want it, Felix? Because I want to fuck you through the floor, and I’m not sure you’re ready for that.”

I let out a whine before he even finished his warning. “Oh god. Yes, that. That’s what I want.”

I scrambled up onto my knees and began tearing at his clothes, desperate to get him naked so he could fuck me.

As I was struggling to get his shirt off, I found myself nose-to-nose with him. Our eyes met, and there was an entire world of emotion exchanged in the glance.

When I spoke, my voice shook. My words came out so quietly, I was surprised he could hear them. It was my deepest desire confessed in a secret voice inside a hidden room.

“I want you to own me, Lio,” I whispered. My whole body trembled with need and fear of his reaction. “I want you to hold me down and fuck me so hard, I can barely breathe without feeling your cock shove deeper inside me. I want you to make it hurt a little so I feel it for days and days. I want you to… I want to…” I sucked in a breath. “I don’t know how to say it. I want you inside my body, and I don’t ever want you to leave it, Lio. Make me yours in a way no one else can, okay?”

After that, we pretended not to see each other’s glistening eyes. We pretended it was hard fucking instead of making love. But both of us knew the truth.

When he shoved his cock mercilessly in my ass with little to no prep, I heard the soft words of tender affection murmured into my ear.

When he rolled me over and fucked me face-first into the carpet, I felt every soft touch of his hands dancing along my skin.

When his strong hand pinned me to the floor by the back of the neck, his other one stroked my hip like I was a porcelain doll.

When his teeth bit into my skin, his sweet tongue came along right behind them to sooth the burn.

And when he roared his climax against the side of my face, I felt his arms tighten around me in a desperate clutch and his soft lips land on my hot skin, light as a feather.

But most of all, when I limped out of bed the next morning, I heard the quiet echo of his last words mumbled into my hair in the middle of the night.

I’m not sure I can live without you.

Chapter 25

Lio

I took the coward’s way out.

At one point we woke up in front of the fire and made our way upstairs to my room. Once we’d taken a sleepy shower, I led Felix to the bed and wrapped him up in my arms to sleep. He fell asleep almost instantly, but I lay there for hours unable to stop my head from spinning. I tried desperately to come up with a reality in which I could have it all—the man and the crown.

There was simply no way.

So I gently disengaged myself from him and got dressed, silently grabbing only the essentials before dropping a kiss on his forehead and sneaking out of the room like a jackass.