Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123 A heat that kills.

William watched her curiously. His blue eyes followed her hand and for a moment, Doris almost second guessed herself. It wasn’t like her to be so bold, she wasn’t even sure what she wanted to do to him but he seemed willing to let her try. His heated gaze was enough to push a bit more of adrenaline and confidence back inside her when it kept trying to leave.

He did nothing to lead her moves like he normally would. He sat back and watched her try to come up with the answer to her own question. Part of her resented him for it, she liked when he told her what to do. But-she would never admit that to him. 1

Doris found the button of his pants and slowly started to undo what held him back. She could see the bulge in his pants and a flash of heat ran through her veins to warm her against the cold. What had he turned her into? Beth would lose her mind if she knew what Doris had been up to with Prince William.

Doris met his eyes for a moment. William curled his hands into fists at his sides as if to hold himself back. Doris snuck her hand into his pants and brushed her fingers across his warm, stiff length.

William shivered from her touch. He bit down on his lip and leaned his head back against the stone wall. “Doris…” He whispered, it sent a shiver down her skin and made her want to crawl on his lap.

Doris took his length out and widened her eyes at the size. She knew he was big, she’d felt him inside her several times. But his size still always startled her. How did he ever fit inside her?

Doris curiously rubbed his erection. She could hear a strangled noise in his throat and it made her wonder if she was doing it right. When he didn’t stop her, she wrapped her fingers around him and moved her hand up and down slowly as she licked her lips.

“Fuck.” He whispered. Doris glanced up at him to see the pleasure bloom on his face from her movements. William bit down on his lower lip.

“What should I do?” Doris asked quietly. Her cheeks burned, she moved her hand a little faster than before but was still hesitant about each touch.

“You—fuck. Put it in your mouth.” He demanded with a bit of dark desire in his command. Doris hadn’t even thought of doing something so scandalous, it almost made her gasp.

Doris hesitated again, but forced herself to find a bit of confidence as she leaned forward. Slowly, she dragged her tongue along his length and looked up at him while she did so. William closed his eyes for a moment and parted his lips at the feeling. It   made her clench her thighs closed as a warmth pooled between her legs.

She dragged her tongue up to the tip before she started to take him in her mouth. She knew there was no way she could fit him all the way inside her, she gripped the bottom of his length with one of her hands as the other braced his thigh.

Slowly, Doris moved more of him inside her mouth and felt his body tense beneath her touch. When she realized he couldn’t go any deeper, she stopped and moved him all the way out before she took him right back in. The back of her mind wouldn’t stop questioning if she was even doing it right.

“Fuck, Doris.” William moaned. She looked up at him through her lashes and he watched her with a lustful gaze. He gripped her hair as if to steady himself. Doris moaned at her own throbbing, she wanted so badly to rub herself but her hands were occupied at the moment. Even more, she wanted him to be the one that rubbed her aching core.

Doris moved his length in and out of her mouth at a steady pace. His hand fisted in her hair and guided her along his erection as he watched her take him in. It was possibly the dirtiest thing she had ever done—but she only seemed to want more from it all. The maid version of herself would be horrified at present Doris.

She swirled her tongue around his skin like it was her own dessert. His groans turned throaty and made her tremble a little from the desire that built up inside her. She moved her hand off his thigh and snaked it down her own body.

Her breasts felt tender at her own touch as if they were desperate for more. It was nothing compared to the way her core pulsed between her thighs. Doris moved her hand down her own pants and past her panties to relieve some of the pressure that was starting to build.