Royal Liar (2026)

Royal Liar (2026)

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He closes in close enough that his lips grazed my ear as he spoke. "I think you do." he whispered, "I think you wonder how it feels." "Shut up," I breathed. He didn't. Instead, he crowded closer, his knee slotting between mine. "I think you wanna know how it feels" I shake my head. "To have lips kissing on your thighs," his finger grazes my knee. "To have a man lick and bite at your skin," his eyes fall to my trembling legs. "I think you want to know what it feels like to have every part of you screaming for them not to stop?" "I'm not-" I sucked in a shaky breath, my back pressing harder against the mirror. "I'm not doing this." My hands meet his bare chest. Stopping him. But he stays. "You want to though" 18+ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️
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"You wouldn't hate me this much," he said, his voice a gravelled whisper, "if you hadn't imagined what it'd feel like to want me." That broke her. Or maybe it cracked something wide open. She grabbed his shirt-sharp, sudden-and pulled him into a kiss that was all teeth and fire. He didn't hesitate. His hands were on her hips in an instant, grounding her and lifting her into the moment like he'd been waiting for it just as long. It wasn't gentle. It was months of biting remarks and glances that lingered too long. It was the kiss of people who swore they'd never go there-and now couldn't stop. When they pulled apart, both breathing hard, he rested his forehead against hers. "This doesn't mean I like you," she whispered. His smirk was wicked. "Good. I'd hate to think we were getting soft."

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