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Serena's Prince
Forever Wicked
by Ayla Ruse
Genre/Theme: Paranormal, BDSM, Erotic Romance, Shapeshifter, Magic, Voyeurism and Exhibitionism
Excerpt
Rennick didn't blink when Serena woke up with a short,
startled shriek. Her eyes snapped around, and the second they landed on him,
she shrieked again. Rennick held up a hand, out of old habit, and raised a
brow. She immediately grew quiet. Even as he'd made the habitual move, he'd not
expected her to follow this simple command. Her acquiescence stirred a fire in
him.
"Who are you?" she demanded, her strong voice
betraying a nervous trembling. She backed against her headboard, tucked her
feet under her legs and crossed her arms defiantly across her chest. He
appreciated how her sweet breasts plumped up over her arms and pressed tightly
against her nightgown. As he stared, her nipples hardened and stood out against
the material. He swallowed a groan. It'd been too long since he'd tasted a
woman. He took a deep breath before he spoke.
"I am Prince Rennick, ruler of the Northern Points
Kingdom of Freanea. I'm also the one who rescued your necklace, which I need to
possess."
This time her eyebrows rose. "You're delusional, sir.
You've not rescued anything for me. How'd you get in here? If you don't leave
right this moment, I'll alert the guards outside."
Rennick quirked his lips. "Serena." She started at
his use of her given name. "Don't think to fool me. There are no guards
outside. And yes, it was I who swam to the bottom of your garden pond and
brought back the necklace which had slipped from your fingers."
Her gaze shot to the floor. "But... where's the
frog?"
"I'm right here."
She stared. “How do I know you're telling me the truth?"
"Serena, I've been with you all week. "I've seen
you remove your clothes every night."
She shrugged.
"I've watched you touch your breasts."
She swallowed, but remained silent.
"You have beautiful nipples, Serena. My mouth waters
even now thinking about them." He held back a grin when she gasped.
"But," she spoke up, "that could be true of
any woman. Or I could say you're lying."
"You could, but we both know the truth." He
glanced at the tub, making sure her eyes followed. "You like to kneel in
the steaming hot water and rub yourself until you come. I've never been able to
see over the edge, of course, but all week I've wanted to know, do you slide
your fingers into your pussy when you come, or do you only like to rub your
clit?"
She gasped again, confirming what they both knew. When she
ran her pointed tongue across her lower lip, he knew what he had to do. He had
every confidence she'd turn over the necklace, and once he had it in his hands,
surely the curse would end. Right now, though...
"Serena, I know what you need." He placed his knee
on the bed as he spoke and ran his hand through her hair, his palm easily
cupping the back of her head. She offered no resistance, and his cock twitched
under the sheet around his hips.
"But, you don't know what I need," she argued.
"All you've seen me do is touch myself." She harrumphed. "Who
are you to tell me, anyway? I've had too many men lately who think the same
way. You're no different."
He tilted her head back and spoke in a firm voice.
"Serena, do not argue with me. Do not compare me to any other. I am Prince
Rennick, your lord for tonight, and you will do as I say."
She didn't move and he smiled inwardly, approving of how she
already bent to his will, even if she didn't see it yet. As her eyes went wide,
he gave into his desires and lowered his head to meet her lips.
* * *
What had come over her? Here she sat, upon her own bed,
beneath the touch of this... this stranger, and she felt like liquid fire.
She took a deep breath, about to argue with him again when
he lowered his head and set his mouth across hers. Her inhaled breath whooshed
out at the firm press of his lips.
She sighed, parting her lips slightly, and he slipped inside
her mouth.
New warmth shocked her body. He stroked the inside of her
mouth, and she responded. She touched her tongue to his and jerked at the
thrill. He pressed against her, forcing her to lie back, and he followed her,
his tongue thrusting deeper as she opened her mouth wider, inviting him to come
in and explore. Tentatively she sparred with him, learning how to move and give
and take.
A deep moan spilled from her throat when he pulled back. She
squirmed, his body making her feverish and needy. Her chest pressed against
his, and her nipples tightened into hard nubs, like when she'd rub them over
and over during her bath.
As he rained kisses across her jaw and down her throat, she
wanted everything from him.
"Touch me," she begged.
"I will, my little Serena, I will." He sat up and
reached over her head. "Give me your hands."
She did so without thought. He slipped something over her
wrists, but she paid little mind. His dark chest was inches from her face. She
could smell him, a dark musk she inhaled deeply, making her want to crawl all
over him and insinuate herself below his skin. On an impulsive move, she swiped
at his chest with her tongue. His jerk made her smile.
"There we go," he murmured, and she realized what
he'd done. He'd tied her wrists above her head. She pulled, but her arms
wouldn't move. Fear kicked up in her chest. "Wait. What are you
doing?"
He pulled the linen from his waist but before she could see
him, he settled over her once more. "I'm going to enjoy this body you give
to me tonight, without interference."
**************
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Ayla
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