Her Broken Alpha Prince (Book 18 of The Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 49

This Knox was more vocal than her Knox had been, his dirty words arousing her like she'd never been aroused before. He'd done things to her that no other guy had ever done as well, and she'd loved every second of it. She was right then careening towards another orgasm while his mouth was eating her pussy like it was his new favorite meal. She couldn't do anything to stop it either, except use her safe word, and she had no intention of doing that. Not with him.

This Knox had a beard, one she could feel scraping against the inside of her thighs. It was sort of soft, though some places were scratchy. It was a delicious feeling; one she'd never thought to enjoy. Her Knox had been clean shaven, though she knew it was quite possible that things had changed in the seventeen years since she'd last seen him. He was always clean shaven in her dreams, but then that was the way she remembered him. But wanting it to actually be him, her Knox, was just wishful thinking. 

The orgasm was fast approaching, and she reminded herself of what he'd said. She'd never had to ask for permission before. "Can I please cum, Sir?"

"No," he responded, pulling back.

She whimpered in disappointment, not sure why he was denying her, but the fact that she was heading towards a second orgasm was fabulous in itself.

But still, he'd told her no. And she was so close. How was she supposed to stop it, especially when he really hadn't stopped licking her?

His deep smooth voice caught her attention. "How long can you hold back? Because I'm enjoying eating this sweet pussy of yours so much." His tongue caressed her clit again, making her shiver. This guy could definitely pass for her Knox.

"I don't know, sir," she responded hoarsely.

"Guess we'll have to find out. Think about something else, gorgeous," he said.

Think about something else? He was hilarious. His voice was so sexy. And she was so turned on, she swore she could feel tingles everywhere he touched her, including inside of her. He was that good. It didn't take long before she hit that pinnacle again and her second orgasm tore through her. Not that it stopped him. He kept up his assault on her pussy, lapping up every drop from the orgasm. She shuddered, wanting to move away from him, but she couldn't. She was still restrained.

"Sensitive, Darling?" he asked.

Did he call every woman he was eating out Darling? She hoped not. "Yes, Sir."

"Good. You taste even better when you cum. Your pussy is so needy for my tongue," he said, then ran his tongue up through her folds, brushing against her clit with each pass.

She was so sensitive, but aroused too, and she groaned when he shoved his fingers up inside of her. She wished she wasn't wearing the blindfold and could see what he looked like. She wanted to see the man who was bringing her pleasure, though she supposed that would spoil her fun of imagining he was her Knox.

No man had every succeeded in making her cum more than once except her Knox. Both Knoxs. Maybe she needed to find a Knox to marry. Maybe that was the key to good sex. But this Knox was being relentless on her pussy, licking it like there was no tomorrow, and it didn't take too long until she was cumming again on his tongue as another orgasm hit her.

"So good," he murmured, licking up every last drop while she shuddered. "Your pussy tastes amazing."

She felt him stand, or at least she was pretty sure he had. The only thing she was one hundred percent sure of was that she was glad Taylor had made her do this. She was enjoying it way more than she thought she would. This was the best night of her life since that night in the hotel.

His hands were back on her breasts, playing with her nipples, pulling on them and twisting them a bit. It bordered on pain, but she was too aroused to care. She wanted this, wanted him to touch her everywhere, wanted him deep inside of her. She was so aroused, she could barely think straight. She wanted this man to fuck her. Hard.

"I'm going to set you free. Are you up for sex, Darling?" he purred close to her ear.

She could feel the warmth from his body, and she swallowed. "Yes, please. I need it. Sir. Please fuck me."

He chuckled and carefully released both of her feet first, running his hands over her ankles, massaging them gently. Then he ran a hand up the inside of her thigh, slowly, making her moan. He brushed over her pussy, and she groaned. She was so sensitive, but she desperately wanted him inside of her. "Please," she begged.

"You good so far?" he asked, his fingers idly stroking her clit, arousing her even more.

"Yes," she breathed. Was she already close again?

He suddenly pushed his fingers up inside of her, and pressed the palm of his hand against her clit, pulling her nipple into his mouth. The overwhelming sensations had her flying over the edge again.

"Oh my," she whispered. Her head was spinning after that one.

He released her right wrist first, carefully massaging it, then moved to the left one, and repeated his actions. She couldn't help but grab his arm and noticed the muscles under her fingertips. He was built, or at least his arms were. He was also still wearing a shirt which she found rather disappointing. She hoped he got rid of it before he fucked her. She wanted him just as naked as she was.

Once she was completely free, she almost reached up and took off the blindfold but resisted the urge. He seemed to know what she was planning to do though. "You ready to remove your blindfold?"

"Yes," she agreed. Please take it off.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body against his own, and then pulled the blindfold off.

Leila tilted her head up to look at him and her mouth dropped open in shock. Her entire world was flipped upside down and rocked. It was like someone had shaken her existence, throwing it around like she was in a bucket, and when they dumped her out, her main focus became the man standing in front of her. He was her entire world for a brief moment, as he held her against him, staring back down at her.

And it was him. Her Knox. The man who had taken her virginity all of those years ago. He didn't look much different, except that now he had a beard. Not that it detracted from his looks at all. If anything, it made him even more attractive, sexier. And her attraction to him this time was so much stronger than it had been all of those years ago. She wanted him, and her body ached to have him buried deep inside of her once again. "It's you," she whispered.

He smiled. "Hello Leila."

"Do you remember me?" Maybe she shouldn't ask him that, but it was too late. The words were out of her mouth before she could take them back.

"Yes, I remember you. Besides the fact that you have the sweetest ass I've ever seen on a woman, I haven't forgotten you. Though I was pretty shocked to find you here of all places," he told her.

His words warmed her. He hadn't forgotten her. Knox could have easily been with a hundred women in the last seventeen years, but he still remembered her, or at least she hoped he did and wasn't lying to her.

He hadn't let go of her, and she took that as a good sign. "We're not done, are we?" She really didn't want to be, but now that she'd established that they'd met before, she was a bit worried that he might want to leave.

But instead, his lips curved into a smile. "No, we're not going to be done for a long time, Darling."

What the heck did that mean? She filed it away to sort out later.

"First of all, I haven't given any of my attention to your ass yet, and second, you gave me permission to fuck you, and I'm looking forward to doing so. I've already had my fingers and my tongue in your needy little pussy, and now I know it needs my cock, too." He leaned in close to her ear. "I'm looking forward to seeing if your mouth tastes as good as I remember and I can't wait to get my dick inside that tight little pussy of yours."

Her eyes fluttered at his dirty words. Knox was even hotter than she remembered.