He hardly has to wait for anything in his life and he’ll be damned if he’s going to be patient with this now. Once MC is convinced, and looking rather excited even, he wastes no time.“I promise on my royal line, this will be nothing but a blissful experience for us both.” “Do you truly think you can hurt me?” But he can still feel her anxiety. “My princess,” he chuckled, “look at me again.” He backed her up till he had her pinned against a wall, absolutely towering over her body, the silhouette of all his muscles outlined in the light of his grand bedroom, the irises of his eyes shining brighter than any of his jewels.But, when she told him she was terrified she’d hurt him? Well, he couldn’t help but laugh. Had he gone too far? Maybe he had misread her signals after all. Yet, before he could get his touch to travel to other places, she gripped his wrist, looking worried. He had hardly begun to touch her, and yet she was already stammering. He’s typically one step ahead, and while he’s coaxing those special words out of MC, he’s already working on getting her comfortable and aroused, his hand rubbing the inside of her thighs, his lips brushing over the cartilage of her ear, leaving little nibbles over her skin.
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