Page 17 of His Siren Prince

His screams turned into sobs as I twisted my fist, experimenting with how much I could move in him. There was so much more space than I expected, and I could definitely fuck him here in the future. If there was one for us.

It was like the frenzy of battle, doing everything I could to stay afloat while drowning in overstimulated senses. I dipped back down to feedhis cock and flares into my mouth again, and my cock was aching at all the luxurious sounds he made.

I never realized how good sex could be until I fell under the thrall of his cum.

There was another spurt of sea foam that flooded my mouth, and by the time I had swallowed it down, my cock was ready for him again.

I pulled my mouth from his cock, giving one last thrust of my fist into his seam. His moan echoed deep from his chest, and even though my mouth had been so full that my chin was actually smeared with cum, I wanted to taste more.

He trembled under me, gasping and moaning as I pulled my dripping fist from his seam.

“You gripped me so hard, Your Majesty. I want to see if you can come on my fist, but your lips look like they are begging for a kiss.”

Still high on the pleasure of tasting his cum, I cupped his cheek, turning his head so he looked at me.

The vulnerability I saw in the eyes of the crown prince of the siren nation swept me away.

I pulled my fingers from his ass, luxuriating in the cry that burst from him as I fell on him and stole his breath with a kiss.

As I plundered his mouth, I adjusted my hips, lifting his back so my cock could easily reach his ass.

“I hope you’re ready for me, my prince,” I said, my voice heavy with lust.

All he had were wordless cries and whimpers. He looked spent, but I promised to give him a child.

I clasped his hand, my battle-worn, slick-covered fingers entwined with the sleek webs of his, his cool against my hot as I met his eyes. His face crumpled, and it was clear that pleasure overwhelmed him before I had even been inside him again.

I wanted to kiss him again, but I didn’t want to miss the sight of his face as I entered him.

“Azul,” I said, his eyes squeezed closed, his body shuddering as my tip slipped inside him. “Azul, stay with me.”

His bottom lip trembled as he forced open his eyes, his brow creased as I gave him the softest smile filled with more love than I had ever known.

“Stay with me, my prince,” I begged. I thrust my hips, his back arched, and we both cried together.

Azul

Carrion was so rough that I came instantly, soaking our stomachs as both of us groaned. He kept thrusting at me like a beast in rut, and I loved it so much that all I had left were wordless sounds of pleasure as the bed shook under us.

My flares were already waving again, dying for more attention. But it was my pulsing womb that needed priority. Though we might have the entire night until he returned to his kingdom and his queen, the faster he impregnated me, the sooner I would know it was really done. And then I could relax and enjoy the fucking, rather than have the thought hanging at the back of my mind that I might fail to become pregnant again.

Carrion whipped his cock from me; and the way his lips hitched as he grabbed my hips would land most men in a jail cell.

Obviously, he wasn’t suffering any aftereffects from my hypnotic cum.

He fell back on his heels, and I barely had a second to react as he flipped me over.

I cried out in shock, though I landed on all fours. But my arm slipped on the mattress, and he grabbed me around the chest before I fell.

“Don’t tell me you’re done already?” he laughed, and I sucked in a breath as his cock rubbed against my ass.

From the way Carrion acted on the beach earlier today, it made me wonder how many people had heard him laugh like that.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” I said, twisting my neck to meet his open smile with a smirk. “You just don’t want to face me when you succumb to the pleasure of my ass.”

He hummed as he leaned over me. “Let me hear you say that after I’ve fucked you properly, Your Majesty.” A shiver ran through me at his words. I knew it was also the power of the mating bond, but it settled something inside me.

Especially if he thought the way we'd just fucked was foreplay.