The King's Lover
Chapter 234: Pudding

Chapter 234: Pudding

His skin felt warmer against hers, and Rose leaned her head back as the crown prince caressed her chest. He kissed her neck, sucking hard as he grabbed her chest.

Her already hardened buds were between his fingers, and Caius squeezed his fingers together to press against them. Rose shuddered at the flash of pleasure, gasping a little. She tilted her head slightly to the side to give Caius more access to her neck.

She didn’t think he would stop at just once, especially after what had happened the night before. Rose closed her eyes as Caius teased and caressed her. She must be infected with his illness—her body was already reacting to his touches and his soft kisses on her neck.

A soft moan left her lips, and Rose could feel Caius poking into her back from the moment he grabbed her. A hand moved from her chest to her neck while the other moved lower.

"Your Majesty," Rose moaned. They weren’t going to make it to the bed at this rate.

He moved his lips from her neck to her earlobe, licking, sucking, and biting. Caius’s hand moved lower, and Rose’s eyes flew open. Here? she wondered, when the bed was only inches away. The crown prince parted her legs to give easier access. <a href="https://.com">.com

"Your Majesty, the bed," Rose forced out.

"Hmm," Caius spoke into her ear. "You didn’t seem to have a problem with the table." Rose shivered at the vibration. It didn’t make any sense that whenever he touched her, she turned into pudding in his hands.

She could feel her body igniting at his touch—the familiar, pleasant feeling that pooled between her legs spreading through her body. Caius touched her, and Rose tried to bring her legs together.

"Your Majesty," Rose tried again, annoyed that she was about to give in.

Caius swore and spun her so she faced him. He reached for his forehead and took off the gold band. Rose thought it was a shame, as she really liked the way he looked with it.

Caius leaned forward and kissed her, lifting her. Rose wrapped her legs around him almost instantly, and the crown prince smiled against her lips.

Caius broke the kiss, and Rose rested her head on his shoulder. He took two steps forward and dropped her on the bed, hovering. Meeting her eyes, he smirked.

"Is this better?" he asked.

She opened her mouth to answer, but the words didn’t make it out as the crown prince pushed into her. Rose grabbed the sheets, lifting slightly off the bed.

It was a little hard to describe the sensation, but she could utterly understand why people spent a significant amount of time frolicking in the sheets. Rose felt it to her toes.

The crown prince wasn’t unaffected, and his strained expression sent jolts down her spine. He kissed her as he held still, locking eyes with her.

"Can’t ever get enough," he whispered as he kissed her. Rose would have missed it if he weren’t so close.

The instant their lips connected, Caius moved, lodging deeper inside. He pulled out and thrust in—painfully slowly. Just enough not to break the kiss.

Rose groaned against his lips, feeling her insides light up again. She squirmed as Caius picked up speed, breaking the kiss. Rose dug her nails into his bare back, feeling his scars, but she was already too far gone to notice.

Caius’s hands were by her sides as he avoided putting all his weight on her. With every thrust, Rose jerked as her body shuddered. Caius rammed into her hard enough to slap their flesh together.

Rose’s vision started to blur as everything concentrated on where they were joined. Caius’s ecstatic grunts in her ears turned her on more than she would ever admit.

She found herself moving to match his pace, her body trembling with intense pleasure as she accepted his thrusts so easily. Rose didn’t like that her body had gotten used to this, but there was no time to think when she was so close. <a href="https://.com">.com

"Your Majesty. Ohh," she moaned, pressing her face against him.

"Your Majesty," she cried again as she came close once more.

Caius wasn’t slowing down, and Rose could slowly feel herself going crazy. She dug her nails deeper into him and sank her teeth into his shoulder to keep from screaming out as the orgasm ripped through her.

She held him tight, her legs tightening around him as she climaxed. All her episodes with him were always explosive, leaving her a little drained. Rose’s grip on Caius loosened, and she fell to the bed.

"Having fun without me? You always do that," he said and bit her earlobe. Then he pulled away, dislodged from her, and flipped her on her back.

"Your Majesty," Rose said, still reeling from the climax, trying to understand what was going on.

He pulled her by the waist and rammed into her one more time. She was so wet, he slid in a little too easily. Rose’s cry echoed in the room as Caius swore against her back, his grip on her hips tightening.

Caius thrust even harder, and this position made him go deeper. Rose felt her whole body shake as she lay beneath him with her behind in the air.

It didn’t take long for her to warm up to him again, her body accepting too easily the pleasure he gave. Caius leaned against her, grabbing her chest.

He swore, and Rose’s legs tightened together. She was close again, but she could tell it wasn’t just her. Caius thrust again, and her walls contracted.

He pumped some more and said, "Come now, little lady."

Like an overflowing dam bursting through the gates, Rose came apart. She felt a hot gush inside of her as the crown prince grunted, but he didn’t stop. Finally, his movements slowed and then completely halted.

Caius rolled to the bed with Rose lying on his chest. Nothing but their breathing could be heard. Rose was spent—she doubted she could walk out on her own two legs.