Tr@pp£d 1n D@dd¥'s Castle

4

-Night Time-

-Kristian Pov-

K-You feel, that? You do~ you do, don't you~ Oh, you should be so lucky, having the crown prince ro¥a1 €0€₭ so d££₽ in you peasant ₲uts~ All because of your sw££t little ₽u$$¥~

I bit my 1¡₽ , chest heaving, as the woman b£n£ath me tr£mb1ed and m0₳ned, her 1£gs draped over my $h0ulders.

I pistoned my h¡₽s, ₽1ung¡ng into her with d££₽, re1ent1ess $tr0kes, r£v£ling in the sensation of her velvety ₩a11s ¢1£n¢hing around me.

K-Yes, that's it, take it~

I gr0w1ed, my f¡ng£rs digging into her shapely th¡ghs.

K-You love my €0€₭, don't you?~

The woman ₩h¡mp£red, her eyes r011¡ng back in her head as I h¡t that $w££t $₽0t 0ver and 0ver.

?-P-Please, your highness, I can't... I can't-

My hand quickly gripped, at her thr0at.

K-You can't what, huh?-Take ₫¡¢₭? Bullshit. You're taking my €0€₭ just fine, all on your own, good girl. Don't wh¡ne and complain now, ba¢k that $h¡t up you said earlier. Cmon. "Handle" me. Because this wh0le time you have been nothing but a ₩0rth1ess ¢um-ra₲, thats all bark, no bite. Not even worth scraping $h¡t 0ƒ⨘ the bottom of my shoe.

I silenced her with a bru¡s¡ng kiss, swa110wing her ¢r¡es of ₽1ea$ure.

Ƒ⋃€₭¡ng ₩h0r£s just get turn£d 0n by anything. I love it so much.

I'm glad I wasn't wedded to the dead princess. Because then I would be stuck in a loveless marriage missing out on all of this.

And I say dead, because most likely she is.

This is where I was meant to be, in between of the th¡ghs of any woman of my choosing.

Love is overrated and something you will never catch me in.

Who else will, satisfy the woman of the world, if not me?

My m0v£m£nts grew £rrat¡€, the familiar ¢0¡1 of t£nsi0n bu¡1ding at the base of my spine.

With a final, deep low groan, I $₽¡11£d myself ¡ns¡de her, my h¡₽s j£rk¡ng as wave after wave of r£1£ase washed over me.

Spent, I ₽u11ed out and tossed a bag of gold coins onto the bed.

K-There's your payment, my dear. I must take my leave now.

The woman stared at me, her expression a mixture of awe and disappointment, but she dutifully gathered the money and put it in her nightstand.

I chuckled to myself, running a hand through my disheveled hair as I began to redress.

Ah, the perks of being a prince. I had my pick of any woman I desired, and they were all too eager to please me, no matter the cost.

They don't ask for anything either, i'm just nice enough to give it out.

Also mainly so I can piss 0ƒ⨘ the King. He keeps trying to find me a new bride since my dead bride is well...dead.

But I won't never marry, so I rebel. To let the king know he doesn't own me.

But, being prince was a level of luxury and indulgence that I had grown accustomed to, and I had no intention of giving it up anytime soon.

With a self-satisfied smirk, I adjusted my clothing and made my way towards the door, ready to return to my estate.

Perhaps I would find another willing bed partner to occupy my time before retiring for the evening.