Page 55 of Vicious Princess (The Trials of Death and Honor #1)
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
I arch my back just as he squeezes my breast, his lips continuing to explore the sensitive skin on my neck.
When his hand dips lower, caressing my stomach, and travels south until he settles on my thigh, I gasp.
The tension is killing me.
When he starts to undo the buttons on my leather pants, I dig my fingers into his shoulders.
“What if someone hears us here?” I can’t help but worry.
“Trust me, nobody will,” he says against my throat. “But you’ll have to make sure to keep those pretty moans quiet.” His hand slips into my pants and brushes over my most sensitive spot. I bite my bottom lip. “Can you do that for me, princess? Can you keep quiet?”
“Yes. Yes, I can.” My words are a mere whisper.
But, dear gods, when Daegel’s fingers toy with the aching bud, I can barely keep any sounds from escaping my mouth. And when he slips two fingers inside me and finds that spot deep within?—
It takes every ounce of self-restraint not to cry out. I hold onto his shoulders, spreading my legs wider. My hips move in waves to match the rhythm of his wicked fingers.
Into my ear, Daegel whispers, “Your pussy feels so fucking good, princess. I can’t get enough of you.”
The things his words alone do to my body… I dig my fingers deeper into his flesh, losing control over my body completely.
The tension builds inside me, from the very tips of my fingers all the way to my core.
“I need—” I pant, unable to find the words.
“I know exactly what you need.”
Daegel presses the heel of his palm against my throbbing clit, which gives me the perfect amount of friction as my hips move in tandem with his fingers caressing that sweet spot inside.
When the tension finally snaps, throwing me over the edge into pleasure so deep and intense that every muscle in my body seizes, I can’t control the sounds I make anymore.
Thankfully, just as my lips part to cry out from the intensity of my orgasm, Daegel snaps his free hand over my mouth to stifle the moans.
I ride the wave for what feels like forever, his fingers masterfully carrying me through it until I simply can’t take it anymore. Exhausted, I go limp in his arms.
“Fuck,” I manage. “I thought my heart would give, it was so intense.”
Daegel chuckles, pulling his hand out of my pants. Slowly, he licks his fingers clean of me. That sight alone makes my insides throb despite the fatigue.
Afterwards, Daegel pulls me close into his chest and wraps his arms around me tightly. I rest my cheek on his chest. My whole body tingles with the last whispers of pleasure, my muscles relaxed.
But I know I shouldn’t get comfortable. I need to get back before anyone notices us missing.
“I wish I could sleep here with you, under the sky full of starts,” I murmur.
Daegel’s chest shakes with a deep chuckle. “Soon. Very soon there won’t be a single night you won’t be in my bed next to me.”
I like the sound of it. A lot.
“I’m tired of sneaking around and hiding,” I say and yawn.
Daegel plants a soft kiss on my forehead. “After you nail this mission and receive your invitation to join the Order, we won’t have to anymore.”
I nod and get to my feet. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Sleep tight, princess.”
Gaining power to avenge my family’s death is no longer the only thing urging me forwards on this path. Daegel gives me one more reason to give it my all and secure my invitation into the Order.