Steel Princess (Royal Elite 2)

My eyes snap open to find myself in pleasure land.

Literally.

Aiden has his face buried between my thighs as my ankles dangle over his shoulders.

The only thing I see is a dark, tousled hair as he laps at my sensitive core.

“Oh…” My back arches off the bed as his wicked tongue glides up and down and thrust inside me.

He certainly knows how to drive me wild with that fucking tongue.

As if that isn’t enough, he adds a finger to the mix. I grip his hair, my fingertips digging into his skull.

Oh, God.

I can’t last when he does that double thing with his fingers and his tongue.

“Aiden…”

“Hmm, sweetheart?” The rumble of his husky voice against my most intimate part nearly throws me over the edge.

“Oh, God, don’t —” My voice catches in my throat when he nibbles on the sensitive skin.

He tugs at it with his teeth.

Soothes it with his lips.

Sucks it into his mouth.

I’m a goner.

An absolute goner for the orgasm he’s wrenching out of me.

I couldn’t speak even if I wanted to.

Aiden breaks the spell and lifts his head. A wicked grin animates his devilishly handsome face. He licks his glistening lips.

My breathing crackles.

“Don’t?” He wraps both hands on my legs over his shoulders.

“Don’t stop…” I pant as if I’m coming down from a marathon. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

“I love it when you demand your pleasure, sweetheart.” He smirks before he’s back to devouring me.

My eyes roll to the back of my head.

My whole body tingles, aching — no, begging — for that release.

Hell. He fucked me until I couldn’t move and he had to carry me to my room last night.

I’m also sore as shit, but I can’t resist his tongue, teeth, lips, and fingers.

The devil gives it all when he goes down on me.

It’s like I can’t get enough of him touching me hard enough or burying himself deep enough.

It’s not the sex that blows me apart, it’s his raw intensity.