The Prince

10

*MATURE CONTENT*

"Lie on the bed, darling."

I obeyed.

I needed to stay alive if I wanted to avenge Daniel.

I laid on Prince Timothee's bed glancing as he tore off his shirt.

I watched as his back muscles flexed.

I felt butterflies in my stomach.

Was this really happening?

I shouldn't like this, but why do I?

Prince Timothee climbed on top of me not saying a word.

He pushed my dress up, squeezing my thigh.

I bit my lip in content.

God, my body was betraying me.

He dove into my neck, leaving marks on my fair skin, nipping and biting at it.

I groaned when he bit a little too hard.

He undid the tyings to my dress and threw the dress on the floor.

He undid his belt, sliding his trousers off, and throwing them beside my dress.

I gasped slightly when he kissed down my chest, sucking on my nipple.

I held his head in my hands, messing his hair up.

I'm sorry, Daniel. Please, forgive me.

I pulled his head up to mine and kissed him.

I don't know why I kissed him or why I enjoyed it, but I did.

Prince Timothee kisses back fiercely.

When Daniel kissed me, he was sweet and light about it. Never rough.

I don't know why I was comparing the two, I'll always choose Daniel.

Prince Timothee pumped himself in his hands a few times before breaking our kiss and positioning himself at my entrance.

He slid himself in groaning and resting his head on my shoulder.

I gasped at the pain.

Forgive me, Daniel.

I moaned lowly when he adjusted his hips causing friction.

He slowly moved outwards, thrusting back in.

His head still in the crook of my neck.

He began to thrust faster, groaning.

He lifted his head up and threw my leg over his shoulder.

I moaned louder at the new position.

My head falling back as his thrusts were deeper than before.

I stared into his eyes and he stared into mine.

I don't know why but his thrusting became more passionate.

He slid my leg off his shoulder and leaned down capturing my lips into a kiss.

I responded immediately.

All my anger vanishing in the moment.

Our kiss was passionate, more passionate than me and Daniel's ever was.

I moaned loudly breaking the kiss, my head falling back.

I could feel him watching me.

He sat upon his knees and placed me on top of him, thrusting upward.

I hugged his head to my chest and grinding myself against him.

"Just like that." I barely heard him.

I moved faster as I felt myself coming to an end.

He laid me back down on my back and thrust back into me fast.

I moaned loudly as he was kissing up my chest and neck.

I felt a tight knot in the pit of my stomach and felt it release the tension.

I moaned and sighed loudly at the feeling.

A few more thrusts later and Prince Timothee's thrusts soon came to an end.

we both laid in his bed panting, looking towards the ceiling.

I closed my eyes trying to catch my breath.

For once since his death, I wasn't thinking about Daniel.