I gasped as he moved closer and then whimpered as I felt his lips press to my bare thigh.
“Spread your legs, Princess,” he growled.
I did, my panties stretching tight, caught around my knees. My eyes closed, my breath caught in a second of anticipation.
And then I felt the most incredible thing I’d ever felt.
His tongue dragged wetly through my slippery pussy, and I cried out, my toes curling as the sensation blasted through me. My thighs immediately clamped together, but his powerful hands grabbed them tight and pushed them apart. My eyes squeezed shut, my head dropping back against the mirror behind me. His incredible tongue pushed deep inside, lapping at my juices and pushing in and out, making me go to pieces. My hand dropped to his head, fingers tangling in his hair as his tongue curled around my little clit.
He groaned hungrily, lapping at me eagerly, growling as he drank down my juices. One hand dropped to his lap, and I managed to open my eyes and glance down to notice him stroking himself through his suit pants.The thought that him pleasuring me like this turned him on so much that he couldn’t keep his hands off himself sent a fresh wave of heat through me.
I heard the sound of his belt, and of his zipper tugging down. I moaned as his tongue pushed deep, my eyes squeezing shut. I glanced down again, and my whole body reacted to what I saw.
His big, throbbing, gorgeous cock.
The same sight I’d walked in on in that hotel room, was pulsing hard between his legs, poking through his undone pants with his hand wrapped tightly around it. He groaned as he fisted it up and down, his tongue swirling over my clit. His other hand pushed between my thighs, and I cried out as two thick fingers slowly spread my pussy wide and slipped inside. He curled them forward, stroking against my inner walls as his lips fastened around my clit and his tongue swirled over it.
I was going to to lose my mind.
My whole world spun, and I could barely breathe as the pleasure started to throb through my whole body. Prince Magnus groaned, jerking his enormous dick as he teased and devoured my pussy. His wicked tongue moved faster, his fingers pumping in and out of my tight, slippery pussy, until I was sure I was going to explode.
“I’m going to make you mine, Princess,” he growled into me. “I’m going to make you my bride, and then I’m going to claim all of you.”
I moaned, my head spinning as his fingers and his tongue and his words started to push me over the edge.
“I’ll take your hand in marriage, and then I’ll take all of you in our marriage bed,” he growled, jerking his big fat cock as he groaned into my pussy.
“Now cum for me, my princess,” he husked. “I want to know what my bride-to-be tastes like when she cums all over my tongue.”
And I did.
I cried out, screaming into the empty bathroom and not even caring who heard as his wicked mouth brought me crashing over the edge into my orgasm — my first, at someone else’s hands. My head swam, and I gasped for air as I sagged against the mirror.
Suddenly, I gasped sharply as he rose and spun me around. I moaned as I felt him stand behind me, pressing me against the mirror. I could feel his pulsing, hot, throbbing cock against my ass, and I whimpered as his hands slid over my hips. They moved up to my bare breasts, fingers teasing my nipples — pinching and pulling on them as his cock pulsed like a muscle against my skin.
He groaned as he reached down and guided his thick head over my ass, down between my cheeks. I whimpered as it teased over my forbidden hole, making my whole body shiver in naughty pleasure. He moved lower, and my eyes suddenly flew open as I felt it slip against my dripping wet pussy lips.
“I’m not going to go inside, Princess,” he growled lowly into my ear, as if reading my mind. “Not yet,” he punctuated it with a bite to my ear, making me cry out.
His huge cock slipped forward, the head pushing over my clit and moving over it. His hands found my hips, pushing my legs together around him. He started to move his hips, and I started to just moan.
His hot, fat girth spread my lips on either side of him, sawing back and forth and rubbing my clit on every stroke. He wasn’t penetrating me, just slipping his cock back and forth over my clit and right past my untouched opening.
He growled in this deep, low, masculine way that had me panting. His hands grabbed my ass hard as his hips began to thrust into me again and again. I was whimpering in pleasure, my palms against the mirror in front of me and gasping for air as his big cock drove me higher and higher. I felt like he was taking me, like he was fucking me and claiming me, without actually taking my virginity.