The King's Lover
Chapter 214: Personal…

Chapter 214: Personal...

"Your Majesty," Rose started as she got ready to make her request.

"Hmm," Caius replied as Rose broke through his thoughts. He wasn’t thinking much—only that he couldn’t figure out how he had stayed away for this long and how she didn’t weigh much as she lay on his chest. He might even go to sleep in this manner.

Caius kept his eyes closed and his hand moved to her plump rump. He gripped it firmly, enjoying the soft sound it made as his hand made contact. Caius moved her upwards so he could easily access her body—the wet and tight space he had endless thoughts about.

"Your Majesty," Rose called again. She feared the crown prince was not listening, and by the feeling between her legs, he wanted to go again.

Rose already knew she was dealing with a monster, but to be reminded every single time—she didn’t think her body could handle it. Her shoulders and wrists hurt a little from where he had grabbed her arms. Nothing too much—they were just sore. And that wasn’t the only place that was sore, she could count at least three more.

Caius groaned, and his other hand moved to the side of her waist as if to lift her onto himself. Rose was by no means petite. Her weight also wasn’t on the smaller side in comparison to her height, but the crown prince always lifted her like she weighed nothing.

She knew it shouldn’t come as a surprise. She could see his muscled arms and could also feel the toned abs beneath her as she lay on his torso. The crown prince was strong, and she was certain all the stories about him were true.

"I need a favor," Rose blurted, and his hand on her waist froze. f\ree webn ovel(.)com

Caius slowly opened his eyes, but Rose wouldn’t look at him. She kept her face against his chest, trying to listen to his heartbeat as she kept her eyes closed. His heartbeat didn’t sound any different from normal, and it almost felt like she had never heard it beat fast—ever.

"What favor?" Caius asked as he gripped her behind tight.

Rose jerked, wondering if she had crossed the line. It was hard to tell when she had pissed him off, as the crown prince was too unpredictable for her. Sometimes, he seemed not to mind her requests, other times, it was the opposite.

"I would like to—" But Rose didn’t finish the rest of her words before he lifted her and placed her right on his erection. Rose’s eyes nearly popped out of her skull. Of course, he was already hard again. That shouldn’t come as a surprise anymore.

"Sit up," Caius commanded. His voice didn’t have the drawl it did—rather, it sounded detached, cold even.

"Your Majesty," she whispered as she moved to obey his instructions.

She pushed on his chest and Caius pressed down. Rose groaned as he penetrated as deeply as he could go. She planted her hand on his chest for support. After all the friction, she was quite sensitive.

One of his hands moved from her buttocks to her stomach. "Depending on your performance, I might agree or disagree."

Rose’s eyes flew open immediately. However, compared to his voice, the crown prince didn’t seem all that cold—it was quite the contrary. His brown eyes glimmered, and they seemed to be recording every inch of her.

His hand moved upward, slightly caressing; soon it came to the space between her bosom, and Caius grabbed one. He pinched a swollen bud and Rose jerked.

"You didn’t answer," he said, staring hard at her.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Rose whimpered. He had just been sucking and biting on that a moment ago.

She pressed her palm against his chest and lifted her bum, bringing it back down. Caius’s hand on her nipple froze, and he stared at her with a slightly dazed expression. Rose started slow, but she knew she’d have to pick up the pace if she didn’t want to spend all night here.

Caius smirked and moved his hands away from her. He placed them under his head, using them to support it as he watched her. Rose tasted horror and her rhythm faltered a little. The crown prince intended to leave it all in her hands.

"What favor?" he asked as she bobbed up and down. The smirk was still on his face, but his eyes exuded unfiltered desire. "I won’t repeat myself again." .com

Rose moaned as she forced herself to speak. Perhaps it was because she was moving herself, but it seemed to be working—and it didn’t help that Caius was watching her every move. Why was that... exotic?

"Edna is getting m-married tomorrow, ngh." Rose paused as her hips moved up and down. She had to remind herself to stay on the path. "I’d like..." Rose paused again as her moans got louder.

Caius didn’t blink. He enjoyed every bit of the spectacle in front of him. Rose rotated her hips. At first, it had been to try to please him, but somewhere along the line, her movements became haphazard—and by the look on her face, she was the last thing on his mind.

"Your Majesty," Rose cried as she rolled her hips. "Ohh. I’d like to attend the wedding. Aaah! The wedding, please let me..." She grabbed her chest and squeezed.

Caius felt her walls contract and she spasmed before falling forward while panting for breath. Her mouth was partly open, and he could hear how hard her heart was beating.

"Who said you could use me as your personal cock and climax before your prince? You’ve got some nerve, Rose," Caius said but he sounded more amused than angry. f .r e\ewebnov(e)(l).c om

Caius lifted her head from his chest and kissed her hard on the mouth. Rose kissed him back—she was spent and could barely believe she had just done that. She would have sworn there was nothing more to squeeze out. However, once she had started, she couldn’t stop, and she could see the clear approval in Caius’s eyes. He enjoyed the show. Perhaps that had encouraged her.

Suddenly, Caius rolled her onto her back, moving hard between her legs. She gasped against his lips—but of course, he didn’t care about her.