Page 40 of The Ballad of the Vampire Prince

I should come clean, but we’re so close to winning this game. Dream Nel shakes her head frantically.

“You poor thing.” He touches her cheek. She leans to that touch.

“Now go on. Ride my cock like a good girl.”

What?

“Take whatever you need from me.”

For a moment there, it looks as if Dream Nel is casting a look in my direction for help.

What do we do? What do we do?

All our efforts will be useless if we give up now.

The position ensures that she won’t be able to escape his gaze. I just hope he can’t tell that we’re lying.

She grapples his straining length in her trembling hand and takes him inch by inch. Ripples of orgasm flutter in my belly again at the stretch. I bite my cheeks from screaming his name.

“That’s it. Good girl.” I hate to admit it. But I love his praises. She sinks all the way in and I clasp my hand to my mouth, adjusting to his size.

“Now bring it home for both of us,” he says in a cool command.

What?

Dream Nel’s lips tremble with protest. “Svenn, you’re making me do something so lewd.”

“You can do it. You’re almost there.” He’s giving us encouragements but it’s cruel.

Dream Nel slides up and down carefully. I silently thank her in my heart. I don’t think we can afford another mild blowing orgasm.

Maybe it’s because I’m still overly sensitive, but I can feel every bulging vein and the stretch of his length. Another moan escapes me despite my best effort.

“Nel, neither of us will come at this pace. You need to pick it up a bit.” He strokes up her thigh and squeezes her backside, urging her to move. That small movement sends a cascading wave of sensation that sets my toes curling. I squeeze my eyes shut and whimper.

Heavens save me. This is too much.

“Do you need help?” Svenn finally asks, lifting her chin to look into his eyes. There is so much kindness in his voice and his face when he asks that.

She nods softly.

His hand travels over the curves of her back until it reaches the base of her spine. With one quick jerk, he drags her down, impaling her abruptly on his cock. I yelp as a violent orgasm rips through me, returning me to my body.

Oh gods!

My mind becomes fragmented, dispersing in a kaleidoscope of colors. I’m fully seated on top of him.

This is not the help we need!

He begins thrusting upwards, hard and fast. A sweet moan escapes me, and my eyes nearly roll to the back of my head. I am thrown into a delirious state, bouncing on top of him. My nightgown slides down to my waist and I don’t miss the way his eyes fall to my exposed breasts.

He is pure power.Ruthless and vicious. It’s becoming too unbearable for me. I can’t do more than just cling on to him to keep myself from falling.

This is insanity.

“It feels too good.” I can’t stop the words from flowing out of my mouth.

“And it gets better,” he promises. His fingers dig into my thighs, lifting my hips into an angle that allows him to take me deeper when he plunges.