Page 9 of His Siren Prince

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped as my whole body jerked as he found the small ridge inside me that was the entrance to my womb. “Carrion! Wait, I-” But I cut off with a cry as he stroked it again, and my eyes rolled. “Carrion…” I groaned as he hesitantly pressed again before he withdrew his fingers. I wanted more.

As soon as he came inside me and gave me his seed, my womb would open, and I’d be ready to breed. But he needed to widen my ass first.

“For a man who claims to be the Queen’s guardian, I thought you’d have more confidence,” I choked out as I squeezed tighter around his neck, as if my body wasn’t already humming with pleasure.

Suddenly, all that hesitating and his warnings went out the window as a growl tore through him and his fingers plunged inside me.

“Oh, God!” I cried out, my thighs weakening as more slick gathered inside me.

With one firm surge, he reached high into my ass, and I thought I was going to come. A tremor tore through my body as I shouted.

“What if I do this?” he asked, seconds before his fingers bent. I cried out as he pushed hard on the ridge, the darkness behind my eyes exploding like a nebula as he kept pressing there, beating his fingers against it like a drum. “Does it still feel like I lack confidence?”

“Carrion!” I gasped, falling forward into him. With my chest pressed against his, I was at the perfect angle to back down onto his fingers.

“Don’t move,” I gasped, not recognizing the high pitch of my voice. I ground my hips, rotating in circles. “Just stay like that. I can-” I cut off with a yell as he chuckled next to my ear, stretching out his fingers, reliving the pressure on my entrance, and leaving me moaning. I didn’t want to bend, but it felt like I was going to collapse if he didn't make me come.

“Get your fingers back on there,” I demanded, though it came out in a tremoring voice. The control I always had when I fucked other people drained away through the harsh stroke of his fingers. In the past, even when I was lost in the throes of pleasure, I’d never felt so exposed.

If he kissed me again, I was sure I’d melt.

“I like it when you speak like that,” he said, just as his fingers curved and he pressed the ridge again. I jerked, my eyelashes fluttering as relief swept through me, and I ground on them.

I didn’t recognize the high moans and whimpers that fell from me as I rocked against him.

It was like his cock was already inside me; I was riding him for all he was worth.

“Is that what you like?” I groaned. “Seeing a future ruler whining and begging just because you have good fingers?”

“Is it that I have good fingers? Or is it that you are so desperate that you’ve already lost your sense of reason?”I grit my teeth, trying to pause, to show him I was fine without him. But even a second felt like too much, and I had to grind on him again.

“It’s not about watching a future king. It’s about watching my-” He cut himself off, his eyes widening, slamming his lips closed.

But it didn’t stop his smile.

I wasn’t playing that game. I was here for his cum, and I needed that before I did anything crazy like to call him my mate out loud, even though I could feel our bond forming.

Carrion leaned back in the small chair, looking up at me with a curious expression. I could see he was as horny as I was, but there was something else there I didn’t recognize.

I’d never been in battle. I’d had one-on-one fights with knights at the training ground, but it wasn't the same as a full-on war. Assassination attempts didn't compare to survival on a battlefield.

And the look Carrion gave me was just like that. As if he was struggling for his life as he thrust his fingers into me.

I yelled as he went deep, losing my grip, my ass falling hard as it collided with his fingers. My back arched as pleasure fired its way around me.

My gills opened, the spines of my ears flared, my asshole clenching tight around him. I wanted to hold him down and milk his cum.

I needed to feel him inside me, to suck on his essence, to prove he was the one to bear my children.

“Carrion,” I gasped. “Carrion, I need you to-” I winced as his fingers suckered free and the slick that had been building inside me fell from my ass and soaked his thighs.

Carrion groaned as it gathered on his fingers, and he rubbed my ass again. I loved how he wanted to play and pleasure me, but there wasn’t time for it. I had to stake my claim before the sun rose. If he still wanted to go back to his queen, I needed his seed before he left. Though I preferred the idea of stealing him from the queen so I could hide him in my palace and he could breed me until his hips gave out.

Carrion

“You know, Your Majesty. I heard a rumor that the crown prince has been searching for a mate.”

Azul whimpered as I pressed my fingers deeper. The heat that swam around them was like lava compared to the cool brush of his skin. And the sounds he made as I massaged his soft insides made it all worth it.